The male supporting character was actually myself.

Some vampires can even receive parts of a person's memories by drinking their blood.

"So, as long as I can survive without being discovered by hunters, I'll possess all sorts of amazing abilities after thousands of years?" Edmund was astonished by the new knowledge he received. "Then... what about bloodsucking? How can I control my bloodlust? Can I live by constantly drinking animal blood?"

"The desire for blood can only be resisted by your own willpower." Jiang Chen looked at him meaningfully and said in a low voice, "You can live by relying on the blood of animals."

But that's just about survival.

Once you've tasted the deliciousness of human blood, you'll find animal blood hard to swallow.

“But humans…” A hint of pity flashed in Edmund’s eyes, “take a life for every meal? My lord, do you do the same?”

"I hunt humans selectively."

You can use this as a reference now, since there's no concept of empathy in the vampire world.

For vampires, humans are prey.

Just like the chickens, ducks, fish, horses, cattle, and sheep you eat, and the crops you harvest.

They're all food, so why is there any distinction between high and low status?

I love wandering through dark alleys, searching for those who commit evil under the influence of darkness and alcohol.

Murderers, rapists, robbers, thieves, and those swindlers who fool people—I will have a hearty meal of these people without any mercy.

If I'm unlucky enough not to encounter any evil people, I'll randomly choose some slave owners, those fat, pig-like guys who also survive by sucking human blood.

They won't take their lives, they'll just each take a bite and drink a little blood.

I have the ability to stop bleeding and remove wounds from the living without them even realizing they were ever hurt. They can only be harvested by me, one crop after another, like leeks.

Remember, you must be careful to do this in moderation.

Once a certain amount of blood has been ingested, even if you do not kill him, his weakened immune system will lead to illness. He will not only die within a few days but may also become a source of plague.

I don't recommend you do this until you've mastered the skills of bloodlust and blood-drinking.

Speaking of hunting, Edmund involuntarily swallowed.

He hasn't eaten for a day and a night since he transformed into a vampire last night.

Chapter Thirteen Night Encounter

"Tonight, you will learn how to hunt."

Jiang Chen stared at his slightly pale face and patiently explained, "You've just been reborn, and your body isn't under too much strain yet, so you can endure hunger."

In the future, after mastering various skills over time, unless they enter a long period of hibernation, they will need to eat on time every day. If they do not eat or eat less, they will find it difficult to endure, and their bloodlust will increase exponentially, even to the point of losing their rationality.

For vampires, the thirst for blood is an unavoidable and ever-present problem.

You must learn to control your desires, otherwise you'll be no different from those savage beasts.

"I will heed your teachings, sir!" Edmund's breathing quickened slightly, his heart pounding with nervousness at the thought of his first hunt.

This feeling is similar to stepping onto the battlefield with a long sword for the first time, except that the reason for going to the battlefield is to kill the enemy, while the reason for going to the battlefield is to hunt for food.

"Don't be afraid. Where would you like to start? Human or animal?"

"I... I'll start with animals. I'm not mentally prepared to hunt humans."

“Yes, that makes sense.” Jiang Chen nodded in understanding. “After all, you just successfully transformed. Before that, you were a human for over twenty years, so it’s understandable that you have this kind of psychological barrier.”

"Then come with me, let's start by hunting chickens, ducks, and geese."

Edmund was born in a poor village in a remote border region. He raised many poultry and livestock from a young age and could occasionally eat meat during festivals.

But those were all cooked food before eating. Now, to have to drink blood is the first hurdle he has to overcome in his heart.

"Sir, is this alright? Are there any other things I should be aware of?"

Jiang Chen stood a step away, looking at the rooster in his hand and shaking his head, saying, "Aside from being careful not to waste it or let the prey struggle and get blood everywhere, there are no other precautions."

Keep drinking until you can't suck out any more blood.

Of course, some blood will taste bad when it gets cold, but that doesn't affect its ability to fill your stomach.

"You are a direct descendant of vampires in my clan, so there aren't as many rules. If you don't mind, you can even consume the blood of the dead. However, drinking putrid blood might make you very uncomfortable and even temporarily reduce your abilities, but as long as you don't consume large quantities, there's no danger to your life."

Edmund nodded slightly nervously to indicate that he understood, then grabbed the crowing rooster, held its neck down, bared its fangs, and bit down.

"Ouch!" The little white cat shrank into its host's neck. "The protagonist looks really scary when he's sucking blood. He's not a gentleman at all."

The rooster quickly stopped struggling, drooped its head, and died.

"My lord, what should we do with the body?" Edmund asked, licking away the blood from his fangs and lips.

The first taste of blood wasn't as disgusting as I had imagined; on the contrary, it had a somewhat sweet and delicious flavor. However, the amount of blood from just one chicken was rather small.

Jiang Chen took the dead rooster from his hands and instructed him, "I can handle the animal carcasses, but if it's a human carcass, you'll have to find a way to dispose of it nearby."

Throw them into the canal, bury them, or simply chop them into pieces and feed them to wild dogs.

In short, we must not let anyone notice anything unusual.

Otherwise, those hunters will come running and quickly capture and kill us.

"I've remembered everything you said, please rest assured, sir." Edmund killed another chicken and drank its blood. With the experience from last time, the whole process was perfect this time, and not a single drop of blood was wasted.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Jiang Chen had him change into gorgeous clothes and the two of them went out of the manor to stroll along the bustling streets outside.

Newly minted vampires are initially trained to control their bloodlust, which includes brushing past people who smell of blood in dense crowds.

Edmund finally understood just how insane the adults' desire for blood that newborn vampires had been described as.

Even though he thought he had a strong will, when passing by other people, he would always unconsciously shift his greedy gaze to their necks.

Especially those bar girls and heavily made-up women hawking their wares on the street, their skirts almost completely expose their upper bodies, and the bluish arteries on their wrists and necks are slightly bulging, making him always want to lean over and take a bite!

"My lord, I need to rest for a while," Edmund mumbled incoherently after walking only a short distance.

His sharp fangs protruded from his lips under the stimulation, and he could only cover them with his hands as his body trembled slightly and he stopped.

Jiang Chen had already sensed his emotional change. The newborn vampire, who had barely managed to fill his stomach with animal blood, was like a mad wolf invading a flock of sheep when he entered the crowd. It was quite remarkable that he had managed to hold on until now.

He stepped forward, took Edmund's arm, and pulled him to a secluded spot in a dimly lit alley.

"Thank you, sir!" Edmund leaned against the wall, breathing heavily, trying to suppress his burgeoning bloodlust, when he suddenly heard a woman scream from afar.

"Help...help! Someone help us!"

The two, with their exceptionally keen hearing, were simultaneously drawn to the cries for help, their gazes fixed on the dimly lit slum in the distance.

It was a cluster of low, densely packed houses, one after another with small, narrow doors and windows, inhabited entirely by impoverished people who earned their living by doing manual labor.

This was a time for the wealthy to have fun. Many people in the slums had not yet returned, some were carrying supplies at the docks, some were selling trinkets on the streets to make a living, and some were drinking in cheap taverns. Apart from some elderly laundresses or children, almost every room was empty.

Those who have become numb to extreme poverty maintain an attitude of indifference towards the desperate cries for help.

"God! Please save us! Help!" The woman screamed desperately as she curled up in a corner.

The cramped room contained only a small wooden bed. A table made of a few broken planks was cluttered with various items. A little girl, about five or six years old, was hiding in a narrow gap at the foot of the bed, crying.

"Go ahead and scream, no one can save you even if you scream your lungs out!"

A burly drunkard, carrying a bottle of liquor in his right hand, blocked the doorway. He staggered and tore off his faded shirt, revealing his dark, muscular arms. He chuckled incoherently, "You shameless little wench!"

I've tried several times to get people to match you up, but you've always firmly refused.

Hehe, now I can enjoy the mother and daughter without spending any money... Hehehe, I've hit the jackpot!

"Luckily you refused, otherwise I would never have thought of resorting to force!"

After pouring the last drop of liquor into his mouth, the drunkard smashed the bottle on the ground with a loud crash, and lunged at the gaunt woman with a sinister grin.

She struggled desperately to protect her daughter, nearly screaming for help, but the silence around her was despairing.

"Save us..." The woman, powerless to resist under the overwhelming force, cried out, reaching out to grab her daughter who was hiding behind her, hoping she could escape.

No matter where she runs, as long as she can escape the clutches of the villains, she still has a chance to survive!

"Trying to run? Heh heh, none of you little wench can escape!" The drunkard grabbed her hair and slammed her onto the bed. With his other hand, he grabbed the thin, helpless, crying little girl like a pair of pliers and threw her onto the bed. He then casually unbuckled his belt and was about to lean closer.

"Waaaaah, Mommy!" The little girl, hurt from the fall, clung to her mother's arm and wailed.

Chapter Fourteen: The Legendary Night Demon

The woman twisted her body in resistance, but this only aroused the man's even stronger lust.

The door to the cramped room was wide open, and the arrogant laughter of a drunkard and the weeping of women and children filled the darkness, while the dirty, narrow street was deserted.

This scene seems commonplace to numb people.

"Damn God doesn't exist, no one can save you!" The drunkard slapped the woman's thin body and laughed wildly, "Scream! Resist! Aren't you so strong?"

If you don't let me have my fill, I'll sell you to the black market slave traders!

"Hmm, you guys are too skinny. After I've had my fill, I'll take you to a nice place. You'll get all cleaned up and just have to drink and have fun with those big men there. You can make a fortune..."

Hearing his words, the woman felt even more desperate. If it weren't for her young daughter by her side, she would have even thought about killing herself!

Just as the drunkard was enjoying the helpless struggle of his prey and laughing wildly, no one noticed that two tall figures had suddenly appeared at the doorway.

"Damn beast!" Edmund clenched his fists in rage at the sight before him.

Jiang Chen patted his shoulder and whispered a reminder: "Don't do it in the room, it will scare the mother and daughter and also expose our whereabouts. Let's find a dark corner to have a good meal. You're really lucky today."

"Yes, my lord!"

Without waiting for a second command, Edmund charged forward with the speed of a vampire and the powerful physique of a warrior, grabbed the drunkard, and dragged him away quickly.

His agile figure and movements were just like a falcon swooping down from the sky to snatch a lamb.

"Clang! Clang!"

The woman, struggling desperately, felt her hands being released, and the nauseating stench mixed with the smell of alcohol disappeared.

She quickly hugged her daughter and turned around to look—the door was wide open, and the house and the street were empty, without a single person in sight. A coin, gleaming with gold, fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Without thinking twice, she hurriedly went forward to close and lock the door, then collapsed to the ground, still shaken, and it took her a while to recover.

"Mommy, money!" The young girl broke free from her mother's embrace, picked up more than twenty gold coins from the ground, and her tear-streaked face was full of excitement. "Mommy, with so much money, we can buy food!"

The woman rubbed her eyes hard to make sure she wasn't mistaken before taking the gold coins.