wear it lord god

At this moment, Jingxing's gentle voice suddenly rang in Xining's mind: "Ningning, there's no need to be so frugal. We have more points than we can spend. Buy whatever you need."

Xining...

Tears streamed down my face once again. Damn Mo Ming, what kind of miserable life did he make me suffer before?

It feels like I'm guarding a gold mine, but I'm working for a heartless capitalist and can't even get a hot meal.

Now that the unscrupulous boss has run away, the gold mine has finally fallen into his hands. He thought he could live a life of counting money until his hands were sore and spending money however he wanted, buying whatever he wanted.

But when that moment actually came, they found that the lack was ingrained in their bones, and they had lost the need and desire to buy.

Forget it, I'll skip buying it and continue with my tasks.

Xi Ning tiptoed closer to the source of the sound, until one more step would expose her, then she stood against the wall, held her breath, and listened intently to the sounds inside.

"I can't agree to that." The man's voice was low and hoarse, filled with unbearable pain.

"I'll let you go immediately if you agree." The speaker was an old man with a deep, hoarse voice, but it was impossible to tell which professor he was from, since she hadn't taken many of his courses.

"I really can't! If I were to undergo a private Embrace without the approval of the Elders, I would be executed by the Vampire Elders!"

With just three sentences, Xi Ning understood the gist of it. In this world, not just anyone can develop a network of descendants among the vampires. It requires the approval of an elder.

That's right. Without rules to limit them, the number of predators will increase, and the prey will eventually run out. In the end, it is very likely that predators will hunt and prey on each other in order to survive.

"Do you agree or not?!" The old man had clearly run out of patience, his tone filled with rage.

A blinding light suddenly shone ahead, as fast as lightning cleaving through the darkness, followed by an excruciating scream: "Ah—!"

A woman's shrill voice immediately rang out: "I'm willing! Let him go, I'm willing to embrace you for the first time!"

The blinding light disappeared, and the old man's cold voice was laced with sarcasm: "Why didn't you do this earlier? You had to ask for trouble."

"No, don't agree... otherwise we... will die even more miserably..." The man's voice was weak, and he was almost out of breath.

"But I can't just stand by and watch you be tortured to death by him." The woman cried, her voice trembling, yet her gentle voice held a resolute tone: "If the elders blame me in the future, I will take full responsibility!"

"Kill me!" the man gritted his teeth and made up his mind. "Just take out my heart or twist my head off."

"If we're going to die, we'll die together! Tonight, we might still die. I've lived long enough!" The woman cried her heart out, saying she had lived enough, but her sobs still carried a sense of resentment.

Upon hearing this, Xining could no longer remain calm; the nourishment of the rescue banner was of utmost importance.

Suddenly, he leaped out from around the corner where he was hiding, stretching out Er Kang's hand as he ran inside: "No—!"

At the far end of the basement stood a huge iron cage, taller than a person, containing a male and a female vampire, both dressed in black bodysuits.

The man lay dying on the cold ground, and the woman knelt beside him, holding his head tightly in her arms, crying in anguish.

An elderly man with a white beard stood in front of the iron cage, leaning on a magic staff taller than a person. Although Xi Ning had never taken his class, she had seen him before; he was the academy's spells professor.

Spells require one to possess magic power and obtain one's own wand, which she found troublesome, mainly because wands are very expensive; even a chopstick-sized wand can cost thousands of dollars.

In all realms, the most powerful magic is merely summoning demons. With cultivation, you cultivate yourself; why summon demons? Isn't becoming an immortal yourself more appealing?
Seeing that the two vampires were determined to die, the old man hurriedly reached out to stop them.

Xining rushed in and reached out her hand.

In an instant, the two vampires in the cage turned their heads to look at her, and the old man in front of the cage also turned his head sharply.

It was as if the pause button had been pressed; the whole scene was somewhat dramatic, yet also strangely funny.

"Mmm!" Xi Ning put down her hand, cleared her throat, and eased the awkwardness: "Um, Professor, being a vampire isn't good at all. After mutation, your appearance is stuck at the moment before the mutation. You're already this old, do you really want to have a face full of wrinkles for thousands of years?"

The old man sneered, "You're young, how could you understand the fear of approaching death? Since you've already witnessed it, then..."

Seeing him raise his scepter to launch an attack, Xi Ning quickly interrupted, "No, no, no! I just came to remind you that if you really want to become a vampire, you should at least shave your beard first! Otherwise, once you become a vampire, your beard will grow back in the blink of an eye. Your big beard is so conspicuous, it will be inconvenient for you to go out hunting."

The old man was taken aback by what he heard, and subconsciously raised his hand to wipe his long beard that reached his chest.

In that brief moment of opening, Xi Ning shouted, "Banner, come!"

A ten-foot-tall banner for summoning souls appeared out of thin air beside her. The old man and the two vampires were stunned, staring intently at the unexpected appearance of this thing.

It looked like a black brocade banner hanging on a bamboo pole, with no words on it, only a few dark purple lines flowing slightly.

"Stop!" Xi Ning shouted, and the Soul-Summoning Banner instantly emitted a huge suction force.

"Damn it!" By the time the old man realized what was happening, it was too late. He quickly raised his magic wand to block in front of him and began chanting a spell rapidly.

His cultivation was not shallow, and he could barely keep his body steady, but he still moved uncontrollably toward the direction of the soul-summoning banner, and the soles of his shoes wore long scratches on the bluestone ground.

"Bang! Bang!" The two vampires in the iron cage were pulled into the air by the suction force and slammed solidly into the iron cage bars, as if they were nailed to them by invisible nails, unable to move.

"Heh, as expected of a great mage, he can hold out for a while." Xi Ning scoffed, then ordered, "Take him in."

Accompanied by a series of ghostly wails, dozens of wandering spirits flew out of the soul-summoning banner, each scrambling to reach out their claws. Some grabbed the old man's arms, some hugged his legs, and others yanked on his hair and beard, desperately pulling him back into the banner.

"Ah~, a devil!" The old man had never seen such a strange thing before, and he was so frightened that he screamed.

They didn't even have time to chant the incantation, and they died even faster.

With a "whoosh," the old man, dragged along by twenty or thirty wandering spirits, was pulled into the soul-summoning banner along with his cane.

Seeing the two vampires still stuck on the iron cage bars, Xi Ning ordered, "Stop."

The suction of the summoning banner vanished instantly, and the basement returned to calm. The two vampires also collapsed to the ground along the railing.

Xi Ning looked at the two vampires in the cage and frowned slightly: "Didn't you say there were three?"

The female vampire struggled to sit up, looking at her warily: "He's already killed you... Who are you?"

The fact that he could kill a vampire with magic shows his magical power is quite considerable. If the old man hadn't underestimated him and preemptively uttered that deadly curse, he might not have succeeded so easily.

"Tsk tsk, how pitiful." Xining gently shook her head at the two vampires in the iron cage. (End of Chapter)