Nine Yin And Nine Yang/C41 Son of the Blood Race
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C41 Son of the Blood Race

When Carl's blood essence entered Yang Feng's body, it did not transform Yang Feng's heart into a heart core. Instead, it was forced out of's blood vessels by his heart, and entered into Yang Feng's body, which was then absorbed by the golden silkworm. Finally, it merged with the Yin Qi that surged out from Yang Feng's body, and in the end, even mysteriously fused into Yang Feng's blood wings!

Yang Feng's current consciousness was extremely clear, but he was unable to control his own body, and watched as his body slowly floated into the air while flickering with blood light. Afterwards, he felt a sharp pain from his back, and a pair of fleshy wings spread out behind him.

Yang Feng was already numb to the strange things that happened to his body, but he never thought that he would actually become a vampire, then wouldn't he have to drink blood everyday?! Furthermore, he would be afraid of crosses, garlic, and sunlight! Just as Yang Feng was lost in his thoughts, he heard Carl say loudly, "Damn, Blood Wings!"

Yang Feng heard Carl's voice and looked towards Carl, only to see his entire face filled with shock. even saw Carl's body trembling, and was getting more and more powerful, however, he was unable to stop this kind of trembling, as if he had met his natural enemy.

Right now, Yang Feng really wanted to beat Carl up violently, but he didn't have the strength to do so. His body was still undergoing the transformation from the fusion of Carl's vital blood and Yin Qi. Carl's blood essence contained an extremely pure yang energy, and this yang energy was originally an unparalleled tonic for Yang Feng's previous injuries, but it was too much. In the end, the tonic turned into poison, and started to wreak havoc within Yang Feng's body, but luckily, the yin energy that Yang Feng had absorbed from the acupuncture points earlier surged out, healing the damaged parts once again. Afterwards, this yang energy and yin energy had mysteriously fused together, forming Yang Feng's blood wings, and continued to transform Yang Feng's body.

After an unknown period of time, Yang Feng finally no longer felt any pain in his body, and his two hands once again gained power. His body that was floating in the air slowly descended. After landing on the ground, Yang Feng felt the powerful strength in his body, and had a desire to vent. His target was naturally Carl, so he charged towards Carl in a flash!

"Marquis Carl greets the Holy Son!" Just as Yang Feng was about to rush to Carl's front, Carl suddenly knelt on one knee and said to Yang Feng. This etiquette was considered the highest among all the Blood Clans, he never thought that Carl would actually use it on him.

When Yang Feng saw Carl kneeling in front of him, he was stunned and did not know what to do. He originally wanted to give Carl a good beating, but he did not know where to run to.

"Holy Son?!" "What is it?!" Yang Feng asked Carl dumbly, his mind filled with suspicions.

"Look at what's behind you!" Carl's attitude towards Yang Feng had a hundred and eighty degree change, the way he treated Yang Feng with respect was exactly the way a servant treats his master!

Hearing Carl's words, Yang Feng looked behind him and was immediately dumbfounded. Although he knew that he had grown a pair of wings on his back and that he had become a vampire, he didn't know the appearance of his wings, but he could clearly see it now.

A pair of blood-red wings appeared on Yang Feng's back. When he looked back, the wings unfurled with a swish, and each of them was also about two meters long. Yang Feng thought that it would be great if he could get a closer look, but in the end, when this thought appeared in his mind, that pair of meat wings automatically closed in front of Yang Feng.

The thin, web-like wings gave Yang Feng an indescribable feeling. Looking at the pair of blood red wings, Yang Feng felt that it was extremely strange, why wasn't his own wings the same as Carl's? Carl's wings were black, and there were even profound runes decorating them, making them look pretty nice. Why didn't he have those patterns on his wings?!

"Carl, what's going on with me, can you explain it to me?!" Yang Feng released his wings and asked Carl.

"Actually, I'm not too sure either, but what I can tell you is that the blood wing you're carrying on your back is something that our Blood Clansman's ancestor should have had. However, those who possess Blood Wings are the holy son of the Blood Clan recorded in our Blood Clan's Codex of Darkness. They will lead us to the greatest glory! " Carl explained to Yang Feng.

"Son of God?! This seems to be a very high status, it should be of use to me, right?! " Yang Feng thought in his heart after hearing Carl's explanation.

"Carl, let me ask you, after I become a vampire, will I be afraid of crosses, garlic, sunlight or something like that?!" Yang Feng asked Carl.

"Uh, who did you hear that from?! Humph, it must be those hypocrites of the Holy Church who are slandering us. Humph, cross, garlic, you bastards of the Holy See, just you wait, now that we have the Holy Son, you can just wait for death! " After Carl heard this, he became extremely excited and roared loudly.

"Uh, Carl, calm down, calm down, impulsive is the devil!" Seeing how excited Carl was, Yang Feng immediately tried to persuade him, and upon hearing that he didn't need to absorb the blood anymore, Yang Feng heaved a sigh of relief. Just thinking about how he would need to depend on his own blood to survive, Yang Feng felt a burst of cold sweat.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Lord Holy Son. We are a great and noble race of blood, so we cannot be so impulsive. However, when I think of those hypocrites slandering us, I feel especially unhappy. I hope you can forgive me!" Carl said to Yang Feng.

"Haha, Instructor Carl, can you not be so courteous to me? I am not used to it! It's better if you talk to me like you did before! " Yang Feng looked at how respectful Carl was to him, and to be honest, he was a little uncomfortable.

"Uh, about this, I don't want to do this either, but your wings are stretched out like this, and the pressure from them makes me have no choice but to be respectful to you!" Although Yang Feng could not feel the suppression from the pair of wings on his back, Carl could feel it very clearly. That kind of pressure was directly acting on the depths of Carl's heart, causing him to have no choice but to feel respect for Yang Feng.

This was a common phenomenon among the Strigoi. The Upper Bloodline Race held absolute power over the Lower Bloodline Race, and the Lower Bloodline Race had to submit to the Upper Bloodline Race and wait for their orders. The Blood Wings on Yang Feng's back was something that only the Blood Clan's ancestor should have possessed, so he naturally belonged to the upper class. He was one of the most powerful Blood Wings on the top of the Blood Clan, and that was why Carl was so respectful when facing Yang Feng's Blood Wings.

Hearing Carl's words, Yang Feng looked at the wings on his back and thought of retracting them. But no matter how many times he tried, he couldn't, so he asked Carl, "Carl, why can't I retract my wings?! "What's going on?!"

"Transforming requires a mnemonic chant, I'll tell you right away!" After hearing Yang Feng's words, Carl immediately told him the incantation for the Blood Clone's Transformation.

Yang Feng chanted the incantation in his heart once, and then he felt something shrink behind his back, and the pair of wings was retracted back into his body. After that, he recited the incantation once more, and the pair of wings appeared again very naturally, but what was different from Carl was, when Yang Feng transformed, a red light surrounded him, and Yang Feng's mouth did not even grow any fangs!

After familiarizing himself with the transformation chant, Yang Feng kept the last of the wings back into his body. Thinking that he could rely on these wings to fly freely in the sky in the future, Yang Feng felt that this feeling was not bad!

"Oh right, Carl, why don't I have any fangs after transforming? Furthermore, my wings are not as beautiful as yours. Look at your wings, they have many patterns on them, but not mine! " Yang Feng asked Carl.

Carl was speechless after hearing Yang Feng's words, but he was a saint after all, so he couldn't do anything to him. She had to answer his question, and he could only say helplessly, "I don't know why you don't have fangs, I don't even know why you would possess the Blood Wings to become the saint of our Blood Clan! I only gave you blood essence so that you could be my subordinate and work for me. I didn't expect you to become the Holy Son of our Blood Clan. I don't even know if I'm lucky or not! I gave my blood essence to you, a Chinese man, so when I went back, I would definitely be punished. However, I accidentally created a Holy Son, I don't know if I should be punished or rewarded?! "

Since Yang Feng retracted his Blood Wings, the pressure that was being emitted from them had already disappeared. Naturally, Carl was not affected by the Blood Wings, and did not sound very respectful when he spoke.

"As for the runes on our blood clan's wings, they are not for the sake of looking good. They help us absorb the essence of the moon to increase our strength. You're still the lowest level of barons right now, when you reach the viscount level, those runes will appear on our wings!" Carl then explained to Yang Feng the uses of the runes on the Blood Clan's Wings!

Hearing Carl's words, Yang Feng could only awkwardly smile and did not say anything. With a calm expression, he followed behind Carl and left the island.

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