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Ling Yun looked at the two. They stood there quietly with slight nervousness and a twinge of antic.i.p.ation, waiting to be Embraced. A thought suddenly crossed his mind.

Isn't this just like doing an ancient DNA test? Ling Yun thought to himself. It was really quite similar now that he thought it through.

The method of dripping blood was the same.

Soul power… blood power.

Ling Yun lowered his head to look at the Dark Storm in his hand, his expression turning solemn.

Ling Yun was confident that his soul power was stronger than that of any leader of the Blood Clan after he underwent the Tribulation Stage. That would be true even when compared against the invincible King Dinast.

A cultivator would undergo the Period of Great Accomplishment and become an Earth Deity after the last tribulation. Then they would be able to fly into the sky and become a real immortal.

Moreover, Ling Yun had already possessed strength equivalent to that of an Earth Deity in the Fusion Stage. This was before the Tribulation Stage. His soul power was even stronger than that of his physical body. That was why Ling Yun had full confidence that his soul power could overwhelm that of the Dinast.

However, his divine sense was still lacking, which limited his soul power. Ling Yun had condensed his divine sense even when he was at Physique Tempering Stage Seven, which was partly due to the power of his divine sense.

That was why he gave up the idea of burrowing his divine sense into the Dark Storm to fight against the sealed soul of Dinast. It was too early for that.

Blood power was more complicated. Ling Yun was an orphan in the Cultivation World, so he didn't know what bloodline was he from. He might be a descendant of the Ling Family now, but he didn't know how strong the Ling Family's bloodline was.

Lost in his thoughts, Ling Yun forgot about the two descendants of the Blood Clan in front of him.

"Honorable Boss, what are you thinking? Could it be that you're not willing to give us The Embrace? Don't worry, both Chester and I really want to become your servants. Eternally loyal servants to follow you for life…"

Chester, on the other hand, was staring at Ling Yun, muttering under his breath, "Oh my G.o.d, could Honorable Boss have been attacked by the soul of King Dinast? This sword shouldn't be touched by anyone who isn't at least a Viscount…"

Ling Yun finally raised his head and gave Paul and Chester a smile. "Are you two really set on following me?"

"Of course, I'm definitely willing. I believe the omnipotent Satan guided us through this ocean we are floating in to come to you so that we can follow you…"

Chester flattered Ling Yun, his expression as though everything he said was real.

"I'm definitely willing. Honorable Mister Ling, I can feel a strong and special force in your body. This power makes us want to be conquered by you and not leave…"

Ling Yun didn't know if they really meant what they said. However, it would save him a lot of trouble if he could control these two descendants of the Blood Clan. At least he didn't need to bring them around everywhere he went.

He smiled casually. "Alright, I'll carry out The Embrace on you two since you're willing. Let's see if my blood power is strong enough…"

Ling Yun didn't waste another breath. He brought out the Dark Storm and used it to make a small wound on Paul's arm. The wound started to bleed slightly.

Paul trembled involuntarily and violently from the cut as the light in his eyes radiated both fear and surrender!

Ling Yun deliberately waited a while to observe Paul's wound. It wasn't big and should have healed immediately, but it was as they said — Paul's wound showed no signs of healing. They weren't lying.

Ling Yun made a small wound on the index finger of his right hand. He then squeezed a drop of blood out of it and dripped it onto Paul's wound.

It was only a drop. Ling Yun had reached the pinnacle of the 14th minor realm of the Stellar Condensation Technique and the pinnacle of Physique Tempering Stage Nine. His body was no longer afraid of poison, fire, or water, and every drop of blood contained his exuberant vitality.

If what they said was true, Ling Yun felt that one drop of blood would be enough.

That drop of blood disappeared immediately into Paul's injury!

What shocked Ling Yun was that the fear in Paul's eyes disappeared immediately, leaving only his devout surrender and an expression of indescribable pleasure and intoxication.

This was the process of The Embrace. Ling Yun might not be a member of the Blood Clan, but the Dark Storm seemed to have enabled the effect of the blood oath.

The process of The Embrace was too wonderful. It was short, so it ended quickly, but that was just the start of everything!

Chester then saw something he would never ever forget in his life!

First, the wound on Paul started to heal miraculously!

Next, Paul's eyes became redder. That was the sign of leveling up!

Paul didn't level up immediately though. The most alarming thing was that Paul's ghastly pale face had a blush of red!

"W-What's happening?" Chester was unable to hide his shock!

"Temperature! It's temperature! Oh my G.o.d, Paul's body has temperature now!"

As members of the Blood Clan, their bodies were cold. That was why Chester was especially sensitive to the rising temperature in Paul!

Was he still a member of the Blood Clan?

"Sisisi…" The tuxedo exploded into pieces!

Paul finally started his transformation. His body was expanding rapidly. He grew at least forty centimeters, and his body became double its previous size. Paul's fangs grew long, and his fingers turned thick and strong!

The color of Paul's eyes changed again. This time, they became purple!

"Flap!"

A huge pair of black wings, nearly three meters long and six meters wide, extended out of Paul's body. They had a metal texture, and as they flapped behind him, the air circulated rapidly.

"Thank you, Master. Viscount Paul will give everything of myself to you!"

Paul stood quietly in the same place, flapping his newly grown wings. He gave Ling Yun a western servant's bow.

"Oh my G.o.d… Oh. My. G.o.d… This is a miracle, a miracle… How is this possible!"

Chester was going crazy. He didn't know what to say. Paul's lineage was as rubbish as his. They didn't become true members of the Blood Clan even after more than eighty years. And yet he turned into a Viscount the instant he was Embraced by Ling Yun!

A Prince's Embrace wouldn't turn a normal human being into a Viscount immediately. It would already have been a miracle for him to become a Baron immediately!

Even so, one drop of Ling Yun's blood could make the lowest ranking descendants of the Blood Clan into a Viscount immediately!

There were three other key points!

First, Paul's ghastly white face had a slight blush. That meant that the vessels and capillaries in his body had started to function normally again!

Second, Paul's body had a temperature. Temperature! Every member of the Blood Clan was a part of the walking dead. What did having temperature mean?

Most importantly was that Paul's eyes became purple. Purple!

Legend had it that the Original Holy Blood King had purple-golden wings, eyes, and a pair of horns.

Legend had it that the G.o.d Level Blood King had purple-silver wings, eyes, and a pair of horns.

Finally, legend had it that the first generation of the Blood Clan had purple wings, eyes, and a pair of horns!

Paul possessed the purple eyes now, and this was just the start of his transformation!

This was simply too incredible. Could Ling Yun have created a Blood King lineage with just one tiny drop of blood?

"Oh, G.o.d, no, Satan, Three Pure Pellucid Ones, Jade Emperor, Amitabha… What did I see, what did I see? Is this real? Am I dreaming…"

Chester totally forgot the gentlemen pretense with his exaggerated poses.

Ling Yun was a little speechless. No wonder Chester and Paul's mandarin was so good. They even knew about the Three Pure Pellucid Ones. It seemed like they had a deep understanding of the Huaxia culture.

"Oh, Honorable Boss, quick, give me The Embrace now. I want to become your eternal servant. Give me two drops of blood, just two drops of blood…"

Chester shook Ling Yun's arm madly after jumping around like a crazy person.

"Please, don't get physical. Maintain your gentlemanly posture, alright?" Ling Yun said with a grin.