After reincarnation, the girl traveled through thousands of worlds to make up for her mistakes

"I'm going to be sad again when Shushu wakes up, oh~"

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There will be another chapter later, it should be posted before 1 o'clock~

Chapter 70: The Second Bloodline Promotion Method

The capital of the blood clan.

As the largest city in the known world, the Blood Empire uses a large amount of alchemical magic materials to improve the quality of life of city residents.

The blood clan who have ruled for thousands of years naturally do not hesitate to spend some money to improve their quality of life, so the permanent population of the entire city is less than three million, but the area is more than twice the size of Peter City, and the average area is very high.

Coupled with the support of various human alchemical tools, the amount of magic stones consumed by the entire city every day is an astronomical figure.

But no one knows how much wealth the blood clan has accumulated in the world, and no one knows how many years they can support the operation of the imperial capital.

The Imperial Palace.

Originally the residence of Queen Aislia, it has now become the territory of the blood prince.

"Alas~ We failed after all. Recently, the Queen has been appearing in the area of ​​the Hundred Nations Alliance, slaughtering those blood-eaters to increase her strength. Our people can't find her at all."

"Looking at the Queen's recent increase in strength, it won't be long before she has the strength to fight against us."

An old man sat in front of the desk where Queen Ais used to work. Looking at the alchemical tools that the Queen often used, he suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart.

With a slap, all of them were swept to the ground, and the sound of ping-pong filled the ground.

"What's the point of getting mad at these dead things now?"

A strong middle-aged man suddenly appeared in the room, exuding the aura of a peak ninth-level human.

These two princes were the two veteran princes who were chasing Aislia in Peter City.

Their strength is also among the best. As two tribes that have been in close contact for thousands of years, they naturally joined forces to occupy the imperial capital and control a large amount of wealth after the queen was beaten to the point of death.

The moment he saw the burly man, the old man quickly stood up, his expression and actions completely lacked the calmness and composure of a top prince.

"How is it? Did the fortune teller Vivian predict where the Queen will appear next?"

"No."

Prince Fucoli replied calmly, found a seat and sat down casually, with no sign of disappointment on his face.

"Why not agree? Isn't he afraid of us?"

The old man was very angry. It was obvious that Vivian was his only lifeline.

All kinds of strange skills and tricks are prevalent in the Hundred Nations Alliance, and Vivian is a lone man in the Hundred Nations Alliance. It is not known whether he has inherited the ancient heritage, but he inexplicably has a very strong divination skill and instantly became a guest of honor in various countries.

With all kinds of resources at his disposal, he had already reached the life level of a high-level magician.

Unfortunately, in front of these two top princes, he was just a slightly larger ant and could be manipulated by them.

"already dead."

Prince Frederick seemed not to want to chat with the old man about these meaningless things, so he added an explanation.

"I don't know what magical means Aisilia used to kill Vivian. When I went to look for her, she was already dead."

"During this period of time, I have also been looking for Vivian's successor."

At this point, Prince Ford spread his hands and said, "Indeed, it was found, but unfortunately, the heir is not even at the intermediate life level, so there is no possibility of predicting the whereabouts of Aisiliya."

Hearing this, the old man immediately sat back in his original position dejectedly, his hands trembling slightly, not knowing what he was afraid of.

"I would have known earlier if I had known. I would not have gone after Queen Aisi. With so many tricks, there is no chance of catching her."

"There is no need to strive for the promotion of an unconfirmed bloodline... It's too late. It only takes one year - no, it doesn't take one year for the Queen to have the ability to kill us."

"What if I still have a way to fight against the Queen?"

Frederick interrupted the old man's dejected murmur.

"really?"

Prince Adolf suddenly raised his head, and a gleam of light flashed in his cloudy old eyes.

He didn't have much time left, but even though he had consumed a lot of blood power in the hunt for Queen Ais that day, he still had several hundred years to live. No one would be willing to watch the Queen recover her strength and kill him.

"Of course, Colin has already deciphered another path to bloodline advancement, which no longer requires the blood of Queen Ais."

"Another way to get promoted? What is it?"

Adolf asked in confusion. Although they rescued many ancient secret books from the collapsed and reopened secret realm, no one could recognize the strange characters used on them.

They could only rely on some ancient books and some predictive magic to translate bit by bit. The progress of each prince was not much different. I didn't expect Colin to have such a major breakthrough.

Soon, Frederick's magic message entered Adolf's brain.

"This, this, this."

After Adolf understood the principle of promotion, he was so shocked that he stammered several times and couldn't speak.

"This is really harmful to the clan. This, this is simply incomprehensible."

"Oh, what's the point of having a clan or not? It just so happens that the descendants of the princes who were killed by Ai Si are useless. They have enjoyed the benefits of the empire for generations, and it's time for them to pay back."

Frederick sneered, then stood up and walked to Adolf to persuade him.

"If you want to save some of the vampires you have connections with, we have no objection. As a participant, you have this right, but it can't be too many. A maximum of one thousand vampires."

Participants?

Adolf's head was in a mess. When did he become a participant? He only now knew about the second way of bloodline advancement and he has not yet recovered from that evil way of advancement.

"Let me think about it, I——"

"We can't think about it anymore! The time left by Aisilia is running out for us. We urgently need a prince with the blood of the original ancestor to stand up and fight against the queen."

"As long as there is no bloodline suppression, the Queen will not be able to compete with us even if she recovers her strength in another 20 years. By then, if we can capture the Queen, we can all have the bloodline of the ancestor through the first bloodline promotion method."

As Frederick spoke, his expression became more fanatical.

"And those compatriots who were sacrificed will be remembered by us forever. At worst, after we are promoted to the ancestral bloodline, we can get more blood food to increase the number of our few vampire compatriots."

"So, Adolf, are you willing to join us? Step into that level of life with a long lifespan! We will completely become the rulers of the world, instead of having a Queen Ais hanging over our heads!"

"Okay, in that case I agree!"

A fanatical expression also gradually emerged on the old man's face, and he grasped Frederick's outstretched hand.

They are right. There is no point in caring about someone who has no blood relationship with you. What you really need to care about is your own life.

But beneath the old man's fanatical appearance is a cold heart.

"You want to use me as a gun? I will definitely not be the first one to advance to the ancestral bloodline. Even if we capture the queen, who can guarantee that the prince who advances to the ancestral bloodline will be willing to share it with us instead of using it to strengthen his own ancestral bloodline again?"

After all, no one would have reached the pinnacle of strength and then support several competitors with the same potential as himself.

Unless it's the Virgin Mary!

But obviously, none of the old princes who have survived to the present day are saints, and Adolf is no exception.

"Haha, let's see who has the last laugh."

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[Trigger conditions, release hidden tasks]

[Please convey the relevant information to the mission target - Aisilia within 100 world days. You will be rewarded 1% to 20% of the mission progress according to the speed of delivery.]

When the scary mechanical voice rang in her mind, Bai Yaoyao immediately began to regret why she let Shushu kiss her so casually.

Only after I heard the content of the mechanical voice did I breathe a sigh of relief.

"I was really scared. I thought it was going to be some kind of electric shock punishment."

Bai Yaoyao has formed a conditioned reflex. When the mechanical sound is heard, it is most likely something bad will happen. And she hasn't encountered the so-called hidden mission for many years, so she has forgotten about it.

The next second, before Bai Yaoyao could digest the information in the mechanical sound, a stream of unfamiliar knowledge poured into her mind.

It hurts a bit because it swells.

It's far worse than what Miss Aisi transmitted.

He pulled the unconscious little girl in his arms back, hugged her tighter, and began to digest the information in his mind.

"My goodness, are these blood princes crazy?"

Bai Yaoyao couldn't help but open her mouth wide after digesting the information. Is this a plan to build a blood pool of the vampires to extract the subtle ancestral aura of the vampires themselves, and then upgrade the bloodline level?

"Oh my god, how many vampires will it take to kill this?"

As a member of the First Embrace vampire clan with the original bloodline, Bai Yaoyao clearly understands how powerful and rare the original bloodline is.

And the aura of the ancestors among those ordinary vampires... emmm...

"By the way, what's the meaning of the system suddenly releasing this hidden mission?"

Bai Yaoyao was confident about this task. She could chat with Ai Si every week, so it was not difficult for her to pass on first-hand information. She then began to figure out the purpose of the system.

"This hidden mission is rare. Could it be that if the information is not delivered this time, it will have an unimaginable impact on Ai Si?"

"But this is not right. I will have to bear the consequences. What kind of saint is this system?"

Bai Yaoyao seemed to have discovered something strange. It seemed that the system did not really want her to go to hell and suffer eternal torture.

But...you want her to save those ex-girlfriends?

Otherwise, there would be no reason for this system to shield her from pain, and it’s an upgraded version that can be used casually.

And the system was created by God, maybe it was God's handiwork.

"Ah, I don't want to think about it anymore. My head hurts. I don't even have enough redemption points to increase my IQ. How can I think of something with such a high IQ?"

Silly Yaoyao shook her head and stuffed all these messy thoughts back into the depths of her mind, planning to take them out and ponder them slowly when her IQ is higher one day.

What we need to think about now is how to properly convey the message to Miss Ais under Winnieve's nose.

"Well, you still have to think about it carefully. You have a week, so take your time."

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Ask for a monthly ticket~

Chapter 750: Class Discrimination of the Blood Clan ( monthly tickets plus more)

"Ah, Shushu your hand!"

After Lin Shu woke up from her coma, just as Bai Yaoyao had expected, she soon discovered the wound on her left arm.

Then he opened his mouth and started to cry softly.

"It's okay, don't cry."

Bai Yaoyao quickly hugged the little girl to her arms and coaxed her like a child: "I am just like you, I just have some flesh cut off every day. You didn't cry when those people cut your flesh, but why did you cry when they cut my flesh?"

"But I feel bad."

Lin Shu's eyes were red and she bit her lips helplessly. Her clear pink eyes looked sadly at Bai Yaoyao's left arm where a piece of flesh was missing.

He moved his body very carefully so as not to touch Sister Yaoyao's wound. He got up from Bai Yaoyao's arms, then knelt beside her and looked at the wound worriedly.

"You'll get used to it. Shushu is such a strong child, so don't cry easily."

Bai Yaoyao reached out and wiped the tears from the little girl's eyes, and said softly: "This is the trophy of the enemy's victory over us."

"Promise me that you won't cry easily in the future, okay?"

"Ok!"

Looking at the beautiful sister in front of her who was comforting her softly and gently, Lin Shu nodded heavily, and then for some reason, her soft and cute face was stained with a faint blush.

"Then Sister Yaoyao, can you kiss me, I——"

Before Shushu could finish speaking, the girl's pink lips were imprinted on Linshu's face.

Lin Shu smiled foolishly, then quickly reacted and kissed Sister Yaoyao on the face.