Good Pregnancy Quick Transmigration: The Overly Charming CEO with No Heirs

The electronic eyes of the 996 work schedule keep spinning:

For ordinary vampires, even a single touch of this thing would be half their life.

Xi Yao didn't speak, but simply extended her right index finger and gently touched the golden light curtain in the air.

Then, as if no one was around, he walked right through it.

The temple's guards were useless to her.

The knights in their silver armor didn't even notice anything amiss before they silently collapsed on the stone steps.

Xi Yao walked down the corridor in her high heels, the crisp sound of her heels hitting the ground echoing in the empty hall.

"who!"

The Holy Lord deep within the temple suddenly looked up.

He was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties, holding a scepter and with a solemn expression.

The white holy robe embroidered with golden runes on his body moved without wind, and a dazzling light shone from him, illuminating the entire hall as if it were daytime.

As Xi Yao stepped into the main hall, the moment the light touched her, it seemed to be swallowed up by something, silently dissolving within three feet of her.

"It's you!" The Holy Lord's pupils shrank as he recognized the newcomer, "The vampire princess, Audrey Xiyao."

His voice carried a clear hint of fear, but he quickly regained his composure and sneered:

"You have quite the nerve to come here alone."

Xi Yao tilted her head slightly, her gaze falling on the enormous statue of the God of Light in the very center of the hall.

But quickly, she looked away, glanced at the Holy Lord, and spoke casually:

"I heard you went to great lengths to kill me. Why bother? I'll settle things with you today. What do you say?"

The Holy Lord's expression darkened, but he did not deny it: "The existence of vampires is a threat to the world, especially a prince-level vampire like you. Our Holy Society has been passed down for thousands of years, taking it as our mission to protect all living beings and destroy darkness..."

"Speak like a human being," Xi Yao interrupted him.

The words stuck in the Lord's throat, and his face turned pale and then flushed.

He took a deep breath, a sinister glint in his eyes: "So what if you're a vampire prince? Back then, you interfered in the affairs of the Ryan family, causing my Holy Society's plans to fail at the last minute."

"Audrey Xiyao, do you really think you're powerful enough to stand against the entire Light Realm? You haven't had any fresh blood in all these years; your power must have deteriorated considerably, hasn't it?"

Xi Yao smiled slightly, "Yes, without compatible fresh blood, even if I am a vampire prince, I will still weaken. Since that's the case, why do you still want to use a sacred artifact to deal with me? Just come and find me directly. What are you afraid of?"

"What am I afraid of?" The Holy Lord sneered, a dazzling ball of light appearing in his palm, the power of light surging wildly within it. "Of course, I'm aiming for a single, decisive blow to eliminate any future troubles."

Xi Yao twitched the corners of her mouth but didn't say anything. She simply took a step forward.

The Holy Lord's expression changed, and the ball of light in his hand suddenly blasted towards Xi Yao.

The orb of light carried a terrifyingly scorching aura, distorting the air wherever it passed; this was a power of light specifically designed to counter vampires.

However, the moment the ball of light approached Xi Yao, it seemed to have hit an invisible wall, exploded with a bang, and dissipated into countless points of light.

The Holy Lord's expression finally changed completely.

"Impossible." He took a step back in disbelief. "The power of light restrains vampires; this is the law of nature. You couldn't possibly..."

Xi Yao's figure disappeared from the spot.

The next second, she was already standing in front of the Holy Lord, her right hand slowly extending out, her five fingers gently gripping the Holy Lord's neck.

The Holy Lord's power of light erupted wildly, the dazzling light almost overturning the entire hall.

However, when those forces surged into Xi Yao's palm, they vanished without a trace, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

"How... is this possible..." The Holy Lord's eyes widened, the color draining from his face, his voice broken and fragmented: "What exactly are you...? A vampire couldn't... couldn't possibly possess such power..."

He lived for over sixty years, ruled the Holy Council for over thirty years, saw countless vampires, and even personally killed vampire dukes and marquises.

He knew the vampires' weaknesses and limits better than anyone else.

But the power of the woman before him was completely beyond his comprehension.

It felt as if she didn't belong to the rules of this world at all.

The power of light had no right to resist her.

"You've colluded with certain members of my vampire clan, trying to use them to get rid of me, haven't you?"

Xi Yao's tone was calm, and her gaze remained unwavering.

"What promises did those people make to you? Or did you promise them power within the vampire clan after it was all done?"

The Holy Lord's pupils trembled violently; he neither denied it nor could he deny it.

He did indeed secretly collude with several dukes among the vampires.

Those old fogies have long been dissatisfied with Audrey Hee-Yao's strong rule and want to use the power of the Holy Council to get rid of her.

After the vampire prince is destroyed, he can use the power of light to rise above the vampires.

At that time, whether they are vampires or humans, who wouldn't submit to him?

His plan was flawless.

Audrey Hei Yao has been asleep for too long, and after waking up, she has not drunk blood for many years, so her strength must have been greatly reduced.

With the Holy Order and the vampires working together from within and without, and with the sacred artifacts at their disposal, their chances of victory are extremely high.

But he never expected that this woman would be this powerful.

He was so powerful that even the thought of resisting seemed ridiculous to him.

"That sacred artifact," Xi Yao's voice rang out again, tinged with a hint of nonchalance, "is useless to me too."

The Holy Lord stared wide-eyed, his lips moving slightly as if he wanted to say something, but he found that he couldn't even make a sound.

Xi Yao's fingers tightened slightly.

A crisp cracking sound.

The Holy Lord's head drooped limply, and the light around him seemed to have lost its source, quickly dissipating and dimming.

A deathly silence fell over the main hall.

Xi Yao released her grip, and the Holy Lord's body slowly slid to the ground.

The light emanating from the holy robe gradually dissipated, becoming ordinary and unremarkable.

The voice of 996 cautiously echoed in my mind:

[Host, you just killed him like that?]

"What else?" Xi Yao turned and walked out of the hall, the sound of her high heels creating a soft rhythm in the night. "Should I invite him to dinner before killing him?"

No, I'm just curious. Logically speaking, the Holy Lord is the representative of the God of Light on Earth, so how could he die so easily?

Moreover, the whole world is not reacting at all. Isn't something wrong?

"Perhaps the God of Light can't come out at all."

Xi Yao stepped out of the temple gates. The night wind blew her long hair, and the moonlight stretched her shadow long.

996 paused for a moment, then muttered something unintelligible.

[I'm getting more and more confused. Could the big shot have done something?]

Xi Yao did not respond, but only slightly curled the corners of her lips.

Outside the temple, the night sky was clear and the stars were shining brightly.

In the distance, the faint cries of night birds could be heard.

This ancient temple, which has stood for a thousand years, remains solemn and sacred under the moonlight, but from tonight onwards, its master has changed.

Hopefully, the next leader will be more sensible.