Chapter 517: Finding a Rich Second Generation

Chapter 517: Chapter 517: Finding a Rich Second Generation

Previously, Yang Chen had some suspicions. After all, this guy named Gaius had a faint aura of the Blood Clan. But now it was clear that these people were indeed part of the Blood Clan, and a particularly unique branch at that. Unlike the elegant medieval aristocrats he had encountered before, these Blood Clan members were more savage and grotesque.

At this moment, the black men behind him also stood up, their malevolence exceptionally intense, like shadows soaked in the night.

Yang Chen was a bit surprised. Earlier, he had directly shattered their hearts, which should be the weak spot of the Blood Clan. These two should be dead. Could it be that these guys are not the Blood Clan after all?

The middle-aged woman, referred to as the Viscount, tossed little Harry to the hunchbacked Gaius beside her, her face showing excitement. Gaius, agile and quick, caught Harry immediately and retreated to the side, looking eager to watch the show.

"You interrupted our lovely afternoon tea and snacks. You wretched insect," the woman muttered as her right hand began to glow red. In the blink of an eye, she was holding a blood-red knight's sword.

Yang Chen had seen the Blood Clan use blood magic before, which confirmed his suspicion that these people were indeed from the Blood Clan. However, they were quite unique; even shattering their hearts couldn't kill them.

This could be a bit troublesome, Yang Chen thought.

In the next second, the Viscount's figure appeared above Yang Chen, her crimson sword thrusting straight down at his skull!

Yang Chen's left hand moved seemingly slowly yet quickly to meet the tip of the sword. The razor-sharp blood sword, which could cut through gold and jade, shattered into a burst of blood upon contact with Yang Chen's palm!

The Viscount's figure wavered, landing back in her original spot. She looked at her right hand in disbelief. Her blood sword had been shattered by a human's palm?!

"Attack together!"

The Viscount screeched, commanding the two black Blood Clan servants to pounce on Yang Chen once more. This time, she formed blood claws at her fingertips and used all her strength to swipe at Yang Chen, enveloping him like a shadow.

The Blood Clan's strength was already remarkable, and those with a title were at least centuries-old monsters. Though she was a woman, the pressure she could exert was in the tens of tons!

"Bang!"

A dull sound reverberated through the surrounding space. The Viscount's blood claws gripped Yang Chen's shoulder tightly, the violent sound resonating deafeningly.

The ground beneath Yang Chen's feet caved in, creating a large, shattered pit!

What terrified the Viscount was that Yang Chen merely looked at her indifferently, unmoved and unharmed. This stark contrast to her expectation of dislocating Yang Chen's arm left her momentarily unsure of what to do next!

"Let's see if you can still survive this time," Yang Chen said calmly. He suddenly spun around and nonchalantly kicked at the chests of the two black men who were about to attack him from behind!

Although the black men were already very fast, to Yang Chen, they were as slow as turtles. Before they could react, Yang Chen's feet had already struck their chests!

Two figures crashed into the invisible wall like projectiles, their chests caved in from the kicks, causing visible indentations. It was evident that their chest cavities and internal organs had suffered from severe trauma!

However, as if aided by special effects, the chests of the two black blood servants began to rapidly inflate back to their original state right before their eyes!

Though they spat out a couple of mouthfuls of blood, the two black men indeed recovered again and shakily stood up once more!

"How is this possible?" Yang Chen frowned. Though their power wasn't enough to threaten him, such tenacious vitality was beyond his understanding of the blood clan.

Seeing Yang Chen distracted, the female viscount thought it was a great opportunity. She opened her bloody mouth, fangs aiming for Yang Chen's neck!

"Stop dreaming."

Without even turning his head, Yang Chen unleashed a surge of innate true qi with his hand!

This surge of innate true qi was no small matter. Even though it was not even a fraction of Yang Chen's power compared to when he fought Ares, the female viscount, in her long life, had never experienced such an attack. She felt an irresistible force invading her chest, directly churning her internal organs upside down!

"Argh!"

A scream of excruciating pain erupted from the female viscount's mouth. The innate true qi caused a violent explosion inside her, grinding her already decayed internal organs to dust!

Yang Chen didn't relax. Watching as the woman gradually collapsed to the ground, it didn't surprise him when, after twenty-odd seconds, the fallen female blood clan member raised her head again!

"Damn it, you can't kill me. I'll wear you down to death!"

Seeing the ferocious face of the female blood clan member, Yang Chen's expression finally turned grim. The self-recovery ability of these blood clans far exceeded his imagination. Even after shredding their internal organs, they could regenerate. What kind of defiant healing power was this?!

Yang Chen clenched his fists. Next, he could only try to completely shatter these creatures to see if they could still regenerate.

However, before Yang Chen could make a move, the sealed barrier behind him was suddenly broken through!

"It really works," Yang Chen looked at his right hand. He had just thought of using his innate true qi to simulate a form of flame, which could be called "True Fire," and it had indeed worked.

Not far away, Lilith's Slaughter Blade gently fell, and the terrified Gaius was also taken from this world by the blood flame.

In an instant, the barrier around them was broken, and everything returned to normal.

Lilith's Slaughter Blade vanished in the blink of an eye. She walked up to Yang Chen with a smile and curiously asked, "Lord Hades, what was that blue flame just now? Some kind of spell?" As a creature over two hundred years old, vampires were incredibly curious about unknown things because there were very few things they didn't know.

Yang Chen smiled but didn't answer immediately. Instead, he walked over to little Harry, crouched down, and carefully checked his condition. As he examined Harry, he replied, "That's a form of internal energy I've cultivated. According to the martial arts of Yanxia, it's a type of innate energy. This energy inherently contains various elements, and I just transformed it into a form of flame."

Lilith nodded, half-understanding, and seeing Yang Chen examining little Harry, she pursed her lips and said, "No need to check. This child must have fainted from Manny drinking too much of his blood."

Sure enough, Yang Chen saw the tiny bite marks on Harry's neck. He frowned and channeled a bit of his true qi into the wound, allowing it to heal quickly. Such wounds were too easy for others to associate with vampires.

Seeing Lin Ruoxi and Stern still lying down, Yang Chen knew they were merely unconscious and wouldn't be in any danger. He then looked at Lilith and asked, "Those people just now were from your blood clan, right? When did your blood clan become so powerful that only blood flames of this level could kill them?"

Lilith sighed and explained, "The blood clan has been undergoing changes. Some purebloods have been experimenting with enhancing their regenerative abilities, making them harder to kill by conventional means. The only way to permanently end them is through the highest levels of blood magic, like the blood flame you saw."

Lilith's smile faded, and she rarely looked serious. "Lord Hades, please do not confuse me with these grotesque creatures. That woman, Manny, is a member of the Tzimisce clan, one of the two major clans of the Sabbat, and the most hideous."

"Tzimisce clan?" Yang Chen had a vague impression of this clan but wasn't deeply familiar with it.

"Yes, the Tzimisce clan has always been the most brutal and devoid of faith and moral boundaries, a disgrace to the blood clan. If they have any redeeming quality, it is their insatiable desire for knowledge and their ability to explore scientific fields. However, their greed for immortality surpasses that of any other clan," Lilith explained.

"Immortality? Again with immortality? What difference does it make compared to the long lives of your blood clan?" Yang Chen was puzzled.

Lilith shook her head. "It's different. The immortality the Tzimisce seek is not just a long life but also being impervious to death by enemies and retaining eternal youth."

Yang Chen was speechless. Even the twelve Olympian gods couldn't ensure eternal youth for their physical bodies.

"In fact, the scientific research of the Tzimisce clan is quite impressive. At the end of the last century, through physiological dissections and various experiments on blood clan members and humans, they became the only clan in the blood clan whose heart is no longer a fatal weakness," Lilith explained. "The Tzimisce also possess unique abilities that other clans do not. They can reorganize scattered cellular tissues to reshape their bodies. Through this method, they can crush the bodies of humans or other blood clan members and integrate those tissues into their own. This is what they call 'fleshcrafting.'"

Yang Chen sneered. "No wonder that woman said she found a good 'shell' when we first met. She wanted to kill my woman and take her form. What a disgusting ability."

"Yes, that's why the Tzimisce have always been one of the two major clans of the Sabbat. Even if they wanted to join us in the Camarilla, we wouldn't allow it," Lilith nodded, then sighed. "Over the years, although we Camarilla still dominate the blood clan world, including the Dark Council, the growth of the Tzimisce and other Sabbat clans is evident. The increasing strength of the Tzimisce alone has made it impossible for many of our members, who cannot use advanced blood magic, to compete with them. So in recent years, I've been hunting down important Tzimisce members wherever I can to curb their rampant activities."

Yang Chen understood. This was an internal issue for the Dark Council. Hearing Lilith talk about all this, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Lilith, you said Manny is from the Tzimisce clan. Which clan of the Camarilla do you belong to?"

Lilith wrinkled her delicate nose and replied, "Only now do you ask about my background, Lord Hades. You're truly a slow person."

Yang Chen rolled his eyes. He wasn't a tabloid reporter; why would he need to ask about everything?

"I'm from the Ventrue clan. My father is the current clan leader, Prince Sargeras," Lilith said proudly.

Yang Chen showed a look of realization. "No wonder you could get your hands on a magical artifact like the 'Slaughter Blade.' I was wondering, even if you are a pureblood vampire and your parents are semi-god-level third-generation vampires, it wouldn't be possible to get a magical artifact at just over two hundred years old. If I remember correctly, the Ventrue clan is the highest-ranking clan in the Camarilla, with the most noble members. Wow, I didn't see it before, but Lilith, you're from a prestigious family. If this were the human world, you'd be marrying into wealth and living as a socialite."

"Marry into wealth?" Lilith could hardly believe her ears. Was this man trying to infuriate her? She had expected a few compliments after revealing her prestigious background, but he compared her to those mundane rich girls? Even royal princesses couldn't compare to her!

Seeing Lilith's beautiful face turning red with anger, Yang Chen awkwardly smiled and waved his hand. "Just joking, don't take it too seriously. I know you're very generous, Lilith. Normally, I'd offer to buy you a drink since we rarely meet, but as you can see, I have a lot on my plate right now. I need to take this kid to the hospital, maybe even find his parents. There's a lot to do. Why don't you leave first?"

Lilith was so angry she wanted to "duel" with Yang Chen. Not a single compliment, and now he was brushing her off?

"Lord Hades, I must say, aside from your strength, you're a hopeless man," Lilith said, almost cursing, and turned to leave with a foul mood.

However, before Lilith could take a step, Yang Chen called out, "Wait! Lilith, I have something to ask you."

A devilish smile appeared on Lilith's lips. See, he knew her worth and was looking for a reason to keep her around. Acting nonchalant, Lilith turned around and asked, "Is there anything else you need to know, Lord Hades?"

Yang Chen scratched his chin, hesitated for a moment, and decided it was better to ask, "It's nothing major, really. I'm just not familiar with many places in Paris. You've been in Europe for so long and must know it well. I wanted to ask you which hospital nearby is the most affordable?"

"What?!" Lilith thought she had misheard.

"Hehe, I need to take this kid to the hospital. It's not a severe condition, just some rest needed. If his family isn't wealthy, sending him to an expensive hospital wouldn't be good for anyone. So I wanted to ask which hospital is the cheapest?" Yang Chen asked expectantly.

Lilith's pale face nearly turned black. She restrained herself from pulling out the Slaughter Blade and starting a fight, stomped hard, shattering two concrete slabs, and then disappeared from the scene in a flash, seething with anger.

Yang Chen watched Lilith's departing figure with a troubled expression and muttered to himself, "If you don't know, just say so. Why get angry? Could vampires have menopause too?"