Running A Cemetery in North America

Even though Sun Yan, disguised as part of the Blood Race, had the lowest status, he was still seen as a lofty existence to these Bloodline.

"Mr. Pei Qi, if you don't believe me, you can have a taste of my blood, I promise this time you'll be satisfied. Please take me to the surface, I beg you."

The man rolled up his sleeve, ready to offer his arm for Sun Yan to taste.

Seeing the dense bite marks on this guy's arm, Sun Yan immediately frowned.

These Bloodline, transformed by the Blood Race, likely lived miserable days.

Though Sun Yan had never met a member of the Blood Race before, through his interaction with Elise, he was well aware that the Blood Race didn't care much for their Bloodline.

Once the blood of a Bloodline became bland, or their body lost sufficient blood-producing capacity, they would be mercilessly discarded by the Blood Race.

Killed without hesitation or left to die on their own.

Seeing this Bloodline so eager, Sun Yan, who was unfamiliar with the area's terrain, found it timely to have someone lead the way.

Sun Yan nodded in agreement: "No need to taste, I'm already full. You can go with me instead."

"Thank you, sir."

Amidst the envious stares of several other Bloodline, Sun Yan followed the man through a series of twists and turns underground, finally arriving at the door of an old-fashioned elevator.

This elevator had only a sliding iron gate; pushing the trigger would start the motor above, sending the elevator's occupants upward.

Sun Yan nodded secretly, glad he chose to bring the man along; otherwise, he would never have found his way out.

The elevator rose an unknown height before finally stopping with a clatter.

Before Sun Yan's eyes was a dark, starless night sky. At last, he had escaped from the wretched underground.

Outside the elevator, several Blood Race were intertwining with some white women, truly making the sky their cover and the ground their bed.

Sun Yan and his group's appearance immediately caught their attention.

"Pei Qi? Didn't the family instruct you to bring both humans back? Why have you only brought one out? Are you so careless that you're risking your life?"

"Don't forget, you're just a Baron. If you mess things up, even the Duke could kill you without consequence."

Some of the Blood Race were still entwined but also took the time to scornfully look up at Sun Yan.

It seemed this group was likely the guards stationed by the Morolick Clan here.

"Wait a minute! Pei Qi, what's with your clothes? And your body, have you gotten fat?"

Amidst the laughter, one of the Blood Race suddenly expressed confusion.

This precisely identified the oddities about Sun Yan.

With this reminder, the other Blood Race also began inspecting Sun Yan.

One of them immediately stood up in anger, his jaw splitting into several parts, glaring at Sun Yan sharply: "No! He's not Pei Qi! Someone's disguised as him!"

Sun Yan sighed secretly; he didn't expect things to go so smoothly only to hit a snag at this point.

He no longer conserved incense ash, directly summoning Mo Lihai Dharma, who began strumming the Jade Pipa.

Transforming into ripples spreading in all directions, causing the Blood Race to clutch their heads and kneel on the ground as blood spurted from their orifices like arrows.

Sun Yan swiftly stepped forward, striking each one with a stick, quickly killing them all on the spot, showing no mercy.

The Bloodline beside him was now too terrified to speak, unable to believe he had brought out an imposter.

Sun Yan's face changed back to its original form.

The Assistance Divine Power of the Great Saint could only change one's face, not the body, which indeed was a major flaw.

If someone paid a little attention, the disguise's flaw was easy to spot.

"Please, sir, don't, I beg you."

Seeing Sun Yan stride forward, the Bloodline quickly knelt and begged for mercy.

But Sun Yan knew that though these guys were originally human, their nature completely changed after becoming Bloodline.

They developed a thirst for blood, and without blood replenishment, they would harm others, remaining a menace in the world.

"Your death is for your own good." Sun Yan said emotionlessly, striking down with his stick.

Killing the pleading Bloodline on the spot.

"What do we do now." Looking at the corpses sprawled across the ground, Smith couldn't help but ask.

"Let's go find my companions. Whether they are alive or dead, I must see them."

Sun Yan gazed at an ancient castle on a distant hill, his eyes firm with determination.