National Guardian's Gone and We're Done

Chapter 316 - 315: Only With Increased Strength Is There a Chance to Survive

After the blood-red figure absorbed the very last drop of blood from the Blood Pool, the thin, crimson mist permeating the air finally vanished.

The scalp-numbing GURGLE GURGLE sound of boiling blood also faded away without a trace.

The spatial order here had just returned to normal.

The chaos of everyone crashing into each other gave way to a silence so profound you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone looked at each other in dismay. It was obvious to all

that the blood-red figure emerging from the Blood Pool was no ordinary entity.

It was terrifying—most likely an extremely powerful and bizarre Evil Spirit.

Lately,

the unfathomable power and strangeness of the Rainbow Welfare Institute had become legendary across the Black Continent Grassland.

Countless people who had come to the Rainbow Welfare Institute hoping to make a quick fortune

or seize some great opportunity had all met their end here, never to be seen again.

However, what struck everyone as odd was that,

after absorbing all the blood, the crimson figure remained standing stock-still,

staring intently in a single direction, motionless.

No one knew what it intended to do, or what thoughts might be racing through its mind.

"Mr. Chu, the outside world is still completely unaware of what’s happening inside the Rainbow Welfare Institute.

That Archbishop from the Bright Holy See is no slouch.

Don’t be fooled by how we had him on the ropes; from what I know,

he hasn’t even unleashed his full power yet.

And those monks from the Great Western Heaven are also bizarrely powerful, their methods just as formidable.

If they find out about this, they’ll definitely want a piece of the pie from this Blood Pool in the Rainbow Welfare Institute.

Never mind their sanctimonious claims of being paragons of justice and light."

Seeing Chu He standing there, unmoved, Xiao Cangqing hurriedly pressed on, "In these chaotic times, our only chance of survival is to become stronger.

This era isn’t about seeking development anymore—it’s about staying alive."

"After all that, you’re still not being honest, are you?"

Chu He said with a faint smile, tearing his gaze away from the crimson figure to rest on Xiao Cangqing’s earnest face.

Xiao Cangqing fell silent, a look of confusion on his face. "Mr. Chu, you’ve already examined all the information in my mind.

Shouldn’t you know whether I’m lying?

How can you still suspect me at a time like this?

If we can’t trust each other, it will be easy for others to drive a wedge between us,

and our alliance will be as fragile as paper."

As he spoke,

Xiao Cangqing’s expression became exceptionally sincere, as if he wanted to rip open his own chest

and show Chu He his heart to prove his honesty.

"Are you gambling?" Chu He asked.

"Gambling on what?" Xiao Cangqing’s hands began to clench unconsciously.

"You’re gambling that I couldn’t have possibly sifted through all your memories in such a short time,

because after you obtained the Vampire Clan Ancestor’s Bloodline Power,

the inheritance you received in your mind came with a massive amount of information."

Chu He smiled faintly. "But you’ve severely underestimated the strength of my Spiritual Power.

You’ve known the origin of the Rubies in the Rainbow Welfare Institute all along.

Why is the Vampire Clan Ancestor’s Bloodline Power within you so weak?

You’ve been hitting dead ends ever since you acquired it.

You’ve known the reason for a long time; you just didn’t dare to believe it.

It’s because, years ago, some audacious fool

sabotaged the Vampire Clan’s ritual to summon their Ancestor, right when it was on the verge of success.

At the critical moment, he siphoned off the very core of the Bloodline Power,

causing the entire summoning ritual to fail.

And the members of the Vampire Clan from that generation, in order to hide this fact

and avoid condemnation or despair among their descendants, sealed away that information."

The smile on Xiao Cangqing’s face grew more and more strained until finally, he hung his head in dejection.

Yes, Chu He was right. He had indeed been gambling.

After all, that portion of his inherited memories was so vast

that it had taken him, the direct successor, several months just to process it all.

It was just that the memories concerning the blood in the Blood Pool were rather brief,

so much so that he couldn’t be certain

if the blood within the Rubies was truly connected to the Vampire Clan’s Ancestor’s Bloodline Power.

In the dead, uneasy silence, a terrifying transformation began to unfold.

The crimson shadow, at first just an ominous hue in the pool,

began to twist and swell like a waking Demon.

A pair of strange eyes slowly materialized within the bloody mist, gleaming with the eerie light characteristic of a bat’s,

like a stare from the depths of a dark abyss.

As the eyes opened, the very space seemed to warp.

A suffocating pressure filled the air,

as though an invisible giant hand were squeezing the throat of every person present.

Then, an even more horrifying scene unfolded.

From behind the crimson shadow, a pair of enormous, savage wings suddenly unfurled. They were not the wings of any ordinary creature but were forged from pure, condensed blood.

Each feather seemed drawn from an endless river of blood, shimmering with a malevolent light, like a totem of death.

The wings were impossibly vast, and each flap seemed to tear blood-red fissures in the air,

accompanied by a low, droning hum like the soul-shaking whisper of an ancient Demon.

The crimson shadow, now completely transformed, slowly rose from the Blood Pool like a fiend-god returned from Hell.

It ignored the surrounding crowd, who were frozen in terror, as if they were nothing more than insignificant ants.

Some in the crowd collapsed, while others clung to one another, weeping.

But most just stared, their eyes filled with despair and helplessness, fixed upon the terrifying figure.

Every one of its movements felt like a footstep on their very heartstrings, causing fear and despair to spread like a plague.

"Mr. Chu, help me!

This thing is trying to leave! If it gets away, I’m afraid I’ll never be able to obtain this kind of power again.

This portion of power is even stronger than the Vampire Clan’s Ancestor’s Bloodline Power that I obtained."

Seeing the crimson figure gradually moving away, Xiao Cangqing blurted out, unable to restrain himself, "As long as you help me, I can make the entire Vampire Clan serve your every whim.

The Great Jing Empire is still under my control, along with the White-Red Empire.

I can make both Empires your personal lackeys.

If there’s anything else you want, just ask, as long as it’s within my power."

It was clear that Xiao Cangqing was being driven mad with desire for the entity from the Blood Pool.

The form the blood shadow now displayed was proof enough—it was a part of the Vampire Clan’s Ancestor!