Blood-Eyed Illusion

Having confirmed that he had become a Vampire through and through, Li Ye was not overly saddened. He even felt a little secretly delighted.

"At least with these, I finally have a bit of ability to protect myself in this world."

He knew that on the Cloud Soaring Continent, whether because of the environment or because that illusory spiritual energy of heaven and earth truly existed, people here generally possessed far better physical constitutions than humans on Earth. Any ordinary young adult could probably take on three or four Earthlings alone.

Even without cultivating, many people enjoyed exceptionally long lives under the nourishment of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

As for martial cultivators who had awakened the bloodline within their bodies and possessed Blood Souls, there was even less need to mention them.

After spending an entire night on it, Li Ye had more or less familiarized himself with those two talents.

As for the aspect of growing stronger at night, he hardly needed to cultivate deliberately. It was like an instinct—once night fell, all his abilities would multiply. But once dawn arrived and the sun rose, the effect would vanish.

However, the other talent, the Blood-Eyed Illusion, made him take notice.

"Right now, I still can't awaken the Blood Soul within me. This illusion technique is my only means of self-preservation."

At this moment, the darkness outside the window was fading, and a rising sun slowly emerged on the horizon. Feeling the strength that had once filled his body quietly recede, Li Ye shook his head.

"During the day, I am currently at most on par with a martial cultivator at Spirit Martial Rank One. Perhaps a little stronger, but I absolutely cannot compare to someone at Spirit Martial Tier Two."

According to the memories in his mind, within this little Wuzhou City, martial cultivators at Spirit Martial Rank One and Spirit Martial Tier Two were the most common. Even ordinary mercenaries outside often possessed strength beyond that.

"Within the Li Family, even clan members with the worst talent possess strength around Spirit Martial Tier Two or even Spirit Martial Tier Three. As I am now, I still cannot make those people take me seriously."

Having fused with a soul, he had likewise inherited everything from that soul. That soul held an intense obsession toward that family, and it was also influencing Li Ye's thoughts at this moment.

He knew very well that this was the other soul's influence on him, yet he did not resist it.

"Now that I have come to this world, I need to blend into it as well. Let me fulfill that wish in your heart for you."

As though he were talking to himself, the moment Li Ye finished speaking, some kind of ripple seemed to come from within his mind. It seemed like liberation, yet also like gratitude.

At last, the final trace of the lingering soul dispersed into this world.

Several days had passed since he had crossed into this world, and Li Ye had more or less grown accustomed to his new identity.

He was an abandoned son of the Li Family, one of Wuzhou City's Three Great Families. Of course, he was neither the first abandoned son of the Li Family nor would he be the last. As a great family that had developed for nearly a thousand years, all clan members found to have no potential over the years would be exiled.

It was cruel, but also helpless. A family could not support so many people. Resources had to be supplied to those truly capable of bringing development to the family, not to a bunch of trash.

Without a doubt, in the eyes of the family, Li Ye was trash.

Of course, the family still sent some money over every month, though that was only out of regard for the fact that he was the sole son of the family head, who had been missing for many years.

"To return to the family, I must let those people know that I, Li Ye, am not the trash they see, but a talent the family needs."

That day, Li Ye was already able to skillfully control his Blood Eyes to cast illusions. Against ordinary people, he could even do so without anyone knowing.

"I just wonder how effective it will be against martial cultivators."

Generally speaking, martial cultivators who had awakened their bloodlines and possessed Blood Souls had much stronger spiritual power than ordinary people. The higher their realm, the stronger their spiritual power would certainly be.

Just as he was considering whether to find an opportunity to test it on a martial cultivator, someone unexpectedly delivered himself to his door.

"Li Haoran? What are you doing here?"

The person who appeared before Li Ye was a handsome young man of about twenty, though his face was pale from excessive indulgence in wine and women. From his features, he did not resemble Li Ye, but he was indeed Li Ye's cousin in name, the grandson of the Third Elder of the Li Family.

Looking at him, Li Ye's expression turned cold. Though Li Haoran was relatively close to him by blood, he had never spared Li Ye humiliation over the years. Seeing him appear, Li Ye sneered inwardly.

"Trash, why aren't you dead yet?"

Seeing Li Ye standing before him completely unharmed, Li Haoran was somewhat stunned.

Li Ye saw every change in his expression. Several days ago, Li Ye had been carried back gravely injured, beaten half to death, yet he had not known who had done it.

Many people had thought he would not survive, and that had indeed been the case. Unfortunately, Li Ye had crossed over, possessed this body, and been reborn.

Looking into Li Haoran's astonished eyes, Li Ye was no longer the former Third Young Master of the Li Family. He immediately understood quite a few things.

"So this guy was behind it."

Of course, Li Haoran could not have acted personally. With his status as the grandson of the Third Elder of the Li Family, he only needed to reveal the slightest hint, and someone would understand his intent. In any case, Li Ye was considered famous in Wuzhou City—a tiger father had begotten a dog of a son, the laughingstock of the entire city. Even if he were beaten to death, would the Li Family really pursue the matter?

"Whether I die or not, what does it have to do with you? Was it you who was behind what happened last time?"

The moment those words came out, Li Haoran's expression changed. His gaze flickered, and he did not dare meet Li Ye's eyes directly. Pretending to be confused, he asked, "What are you talking about? I didn't do anything!"

"What an idiot!"

Li Ye was not the least bit surprised by Li Haoran's idiotic performance. In his memories, this grandson of the Third Elder was an ignorant, good-for-nothing playboy. Though already in his early twenties, he possessed only Spirit Martial Tier Three cultivation. Even throughout the Li Family, he was considered rather worthless.

If not for the fact that his grandfather was the Third Elder, he would have long since been thrown out of the family.

"Enough, Li Haoran. We both know what happened, and there is no point in saying it aloud. But I warn you, don't think I will keep swallowing my anger and enduring humiliation forever. Think carefully before making a decision next time! Don't regret it when it is too late!"

Spirit Martial Tier Three? Li Ye was no longer that weak and cowardly piece of trash. Even outside the night, he did not fear Li Haoran at all. Especially seeing how he had been hollowed out by wine and women, his feet unsteady, Li Ye truly suspected that even someone at Spirit Martial Tier Two could easily defeat this Spirit Martial Tier Three.

Li Ye's attitude completely stunned Li Haoran. In his memories, Li Ye had always been meek and submissive, without the slightest temper. Even when wronged, he would swallow his anger and endure humiliation, not daring to make a sound—a coward. That was why Li Haoran and the others had dared to bully him in the first place. He was the family head's son, after all. Who would have dared otherwise? Even though the family head was missing, his lingering might remained!

Now, seeing this weak little brat who had always been too afraid even to raise his head, whose voice had been as faint as a mosquito's, dare speak to him this way left him dumbfounded.

But he quickly recovered and immediately began cursing loudly!

"Trash! Have you grown bold? You dare speak to me like that? Do you believe I can make you spend the rest of your life in bed? As long as I don't kill you, the family will not raise any objection!"

As he spoke, Li Haoran swung a backhanded slap. Though wine and women had drained his body, he was still a martial cultivator at Spirit Martial Tier Three. If that slap landed, an ordinary person would likely be bedridden for at least ten days to half a month.

Seeing Li Haoran attack, a chill flashed through Li Ye's eyes.

In his memories, Li Haoran had relied on his status to bully him many times, even beating him viciously on numerous occasions. Yet he had been clever, never striking Li Ye in the face and always targeting places hidden beneath his clothes, ensuring no one would discover it.

It was the same now. Li Haoran's palm struck directly toward Li Ye's abdomen. With his Spirit Martial Tier Three strength, even though the strike was casual, it could crack a solid slab of granite. If Li Ye took it head-on, he would certainly suffer severe internal injuries.

"Li Haoran, you are courting death yourself! I was still somewhat hesitant, but since you insist on seeking death, I will not hold back!"

To be honest, if it had been Li Ye from several days ago—the weak trash in everyone's eyes—he would definitely have lost half his life this time.

But now?

Li Ye merely swayed slightly and directly evaded Li Haoran's slap. Though he had no Blood Soul and could not use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cultivate, as a Vampire, his reaction speed was extremely fast. Li Haoran had struck casually and had not even used a tenth of his strength, so Li Ye easily dodged it.

"Huh? Your reactions have gotten much faster than before, trash. But do you think you can escape? You actually dare speak to me like that. If I don't teach you a lesson today, what will become of you in the future?!"

Though surprised that his slap had missed, Li Haoran did not sense the danger he was walking into at all. A fierce glint flashed through his eyes as he directly raised his strength to thirty percent and viciously struck out with his palm. This was enough to kill an ordinary person!

"Li Haoran!"

Suddenly, Li Ye called out softly to Li Haoran. Instinctively, Li Haoran's gaze met Li Ye's eyes.

In an instant, he felt as though he had seen a blood-red world, and his mind was dragged directly into it.

Looking at Li Haoran, who had stopped moving, Li Ye let out a breath of relief, while joy surged in his heart!

"It actually worked!" Just then, Li Ye had clearly used Blood Eyes, one of a Vampire's two great talents, directly controlling Li Haoran with an illusion.

At this moment, saliva actually flowed from Li Haoran's mouth, and he wore an extremely **** expression, as though he were having some beautiful dream.

Having fallen into the illusion, he was now like a lamb awaiting slaughter, utterly defenseless. Li Ye walked up before him, hesitation still lingering in his eyes, but it was quickly swept away by resolve.

"I hope this guy's vital blood will give me a pleasant surprise!" As he muttered to himself, Li Ye's pupils instantly turned blood-red. He opened his mouth, revealing two sharp fangs, and bit straight into Li Haoran's neck!