I Became the Progenitor Vampire

Bloodline Shackles??

Lide's expression froze upon hearing the system prompt.

An inexplicable and extremely vague memory emerged in his mind; the Blood Clan Ancestor seemed to have set a rule over a hundred years ago that prevented any Bloodline from surpassing his level.

The Bloodline Shackle Talent Specialization was only activated after that event.

Yet, as it was too long ago, Lide couldn't recall the exact reason why the Blood Clan Ancestor imposed this command dissolved into the Bloodline.

Perhaps the Blood Clan Ancestor at that time was too weak and feared rebellion, restricting the Bloodline's power was the best choice, or maybe there were other reasons, but they weren't important now.

Presently, the power of the Bloodline Shackles severely impeded the Bloodline's development, and it must be broken.

"No wonder issuing commands with the Bloodline Shackles last time felt odd in the Bloodline. I didn't expect it to be a command from the Blood Clan Ancestor."

Lide didn't hesitate, for the current Bloodline had become eternally loyal to him, and rebellion wasn't possible.

Thus, it was necessary to remove the shackles bound around the Bloodline's neck.

With focused intention, he chose the second option: breaking the Bloodline Shackles.

Upon confirmation, at this moment, all Bloodlines turned abruptly to look toward Lide's direction.

They felt the heavy shackles in their Bloodline being removed, like a collar taken off their neck, granting them the right to breathe freely.

Feeling emotional, whether Audis and Ivy at the border or Frey guarding the holy ground, all bowed toward Lide's direction.

Faces were filled with excitement.

Among the second-generation Bloodlines, Frey, the strongest who participated in the war with Green City a hundred years ago, clearly felt at this moment the impending breakthrough from being stuck at Level 9.

Becoming an Advanced Profession seemed just within reach.

Others besides Frey also, upon detecting the change within their bodies, eyes filled with excitement; they didn't know what was happening, but surely the Ancestor Crown had done something incredible for them.

Praise the Ancestor!

After removing the shackles that held all Bloodlines, Emi, who was still sleeping, underwent a tremendous transformation.

Through the modification by the Bloodline, the originally white hair completely turned black, wrinkles faded bit by bit, and smooth skin reappeared.

The small body also slowly grew at this moment, becoming more robust.

Lide was witnessing for the first time the process of a human converting into Bloodline, curiously kept an eye on Emi's attribute panel.

Emi Bill (Sleeping, converting race)

Converting Race: Bloodline, current conversion progress 37%

Current Status—Energy Deficiency

Success Rate 33%...

Lide frowned, Emi's attributes were completely different.

Moreover, his state was quite concerning, especially the negative state of energy deficiency gave him a bad premonition.

Converting from human to Bloodline wasn't necessarily always successful; if one couldn't withstand the corrosion and modification from the Bloodline, failure would occur.

The sole consequence of failure was death.

The value of a Level 14 Shadow Priest was undeniable; failure would result in a significant loss.

Energy Deficiency, energy deficiency, Lide muttered a few times, then his eyes brightened as if he had an idea, pulling out the Magic Blood he carried.

"Augustine, feed him the Magic Blood."

Augustine took it, half-helping the seemingly ten years younger Emi, feeding him all the Magic Blood into his mouth.

Gulp, gulp, gulp~

Instinctively swallowing, Emi's originally pale complexion instantly improved after the Magic Blood entered his stomach.

Lide looked at the attribute panel.

Emi Bill (Sleeping, converting race)

Converting Race: Bloodline, current conversion progress 40%

Current Status—Energy Deficiency

Success Rate 38%...

Unexpectedly, one bottle of Magic Blood improved the condition just a bit, the success rate only increased by 5%.

Still energy deficient.

Lide didn't hesitate and took out the remaining two bottles of Magic Blood.

"Augustine, give him all to drink."

"Harrison, go to the blood pool and bring two large bottles of Magic Blood."

"Yes, Clan Leader."

Magic Blood was more beneficial to Bloodlines than any Magic Potion, its attribute was tyrannical on Bloodlines.

As Emi was currently converting into a Bloodline, Magic Blood should have a greater effect on him.

Though a few bottles of Magic Blood were consumed, for a Level 14 Shadow Priest, several bottles of Magic Blood weren't enough.

Lide, affluent as he was, didn't worry about this small expense. A pool of Magic Blood could sustain 200 Bloodlines for three years.

Moreover, with the impending initiation of the human-bloodline sustenance plan, the blood pool wouldn't lack blood. Using the best resources on critical situations was wise investment.

For a Level 14 nearing Level 15's threshold Advanced Profession, the investment was undoubtedly worthwhile.

Emi's body underwent further changes as it got boosted by the Magic Blood, his already youthful-looking face continued to become younger, and his frail body grows stronger.

In just ten minutes, Emi transformed from an elderly old man into a middle-aged man with an estimated face age of over 50.

The once frail body now looked normal, recovering from the previous decaying old age feeling.

However, it made Lide frown again as the attributes changed.

Emi Bill (Sleeping, converting race)

Converting Race: Bloodline, current conversion progress 55%

Current Status—Severe Energy Deficiency

Success Rate 35%...

Two 100 ml bottles of Magic Blood didn't relieve Emi, but as the conversion progressed, the energy deficiency turned into severe energy deficiency, with the success rate dropping again.

Fortunately, Harrison had returned from the blood pool with two large bottles of Magic Blood.

The Crystal Bottles filled with Magic Blood contained at least 5000 ml, totaling over ten-thousand ml, and without hesitation, Lide picked up one bottle and directly poured it into Emi.

Gulp, gulp, gulp~

Lide seeing Augustine's exaggerated pouring reminded him of those childhood scenes back home of pouring water to field rodents.

Upon devouring a large bottle of Magic Blood, Emi's situation stabilized again, with the negative energy deficiency turning into energy abundance.

This way, half a Sunshine Hour, one Sunshine Hour, two Sunshine Hours.

Time flew by rapidly, during which another bottle of Magic Blood was consumed by Emi, prompting Harrison to fetch from the blood pool, this time returning with four large bottles.

In Lide's somewhat pained gaze, even the four large bottles of Magic Blood were drunk by Emi.

Conversion nearing completion, with each 1% progress requiring enormous energy consumption.

If not for the final bottle of Magic Blood being emptied with Emi's conversion reaching 100%, plunging him into slumber,

Lide truly suspected he was connected to the sewer pipe.

Not even a Blackhorn Buffalo could drink that much.

Emi Bill (Sleeping, Transforming)

Emi lost all attributes, leaving only a simple name and status bar.

Lide finally breathed a sigh of relief, after so much effort, it finally stabilized.

Getting this far meant success; the immense cost was worth it.

Those were a total of six large bottles of Magic Blood that could have promoted twice the current Mage Apprentices at the Crimson Mage Tower to become formal Mages.

This time had heavy investments.

Now, awaiting the awakening of this esteemed blasphemer.

In Lide's pained gaze mingled with a sense of expectation, he was eager to see what his first Bloodline would bring him as a surprise.