After Signing in for Fifty Years, I Became a Blood Clan Boss

　　It cried out with joy.

　　Fang Qingyan stared at it and muttered to himself: "It doesn't seem to be very smart, and it doesn't match the description of Ye Falcon in the book. Is it a mutation?"

　　"Let me give you a name, how about 'Petricia'?"

　　"Chirp!"

　　The young falcon patted the tender meat wings and seemed very satisfied with the name.

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Chapter 23

　　Days passed by.

　　The return of Count Carstein, the promotion of the castle's chief steward... These things are just small episodes.

　　Fang Qingyan returned to a peaceful and comfortable life.

　　Qi and blood have reached the peak of the earl. Before accumulating enough blood of the marquis, all Fang Qingyan can do is to cultivate his spiritual power.

　　Petsya is also growing up day by day, and the hair grows everywhere, but unfortunately she can't fly. Every day, like a little chicken, she follows her master one by one, inseparable.

　　Even when Fang Qingyan was lying in the coffin to sleep, it was obediently lying on the lid of the coffin, alert to the surroundings.

　　Occasionally signed in to get the blood of the orcs, and Fang Qingyan gave it to Petsha to eat.

　　In this big castle, only this young falcon is loyal to Qingyan, which relieves him of some loneliness.

　　……

　　Fang Qingyan helped Count Castine manage the castle well.

　　His life is also repeated practice, sign-in, practice, sign-in...but it doesn't feel boring.

　　The only bad thing is that Count Carstein's health is getting worse and worse.

　　...in the blink of an eye, a year has passed.

　　"Ding! Sign in successfully, congratulations to the host for getting Marquis blood essence x1!"

　　The sound of the system sounded in my mind.

　　Fang Qingyan's spirit was shocked, his eyes burst out with blazing light, and he couldn't help clenching his fists.

　　"Finally, we can make a breakthrough!"

　　In the backpack, twenty drops of the dazzling Marquis blood were lying in it.

　　This is the resource he has accumulated for more than a year.

　　Ordinary vampires may only need a drop or two of Marquis blood essence to break through successfully, but it is far from enough for the other party Qingyan.

　　Similarly, once he breaks through to the Marquis, he will be much stronger than vampires of the same level.

　　Accumulated and thin hair!

　　Fang Qingyan thought for a while, then raised his hand and snapped his fingers crisply.

　　"Wow—"

　　The loud eagle's cry cut through the sky.

　　A full-grown eagle pierced through the clouds like a sharp arrow and flew into Castle Kasstein.

　　fluttering--

　　Petricia flew in from the window and landed on the table in front of Fang Qingyan.

　　It has gorgeous and beautiful purple feathers all over its body. It has an elegant and handsome figure, majestic and handsome, a pair of eagle eyes that are sharp and cold, and its long beak is extremely sharp. It exudes a noble and cold temperament.

　　There are three colored dull hairs on the top of its head, which is its pride.

　　If the seven clans are the royal family among vampires.

　　Then Petricia is the royal family among the birds.

　　In one year, Fang Qingyan fed it countless orc blood essence, even a drop of beast king blood essence, which made it complete a super evolution!

　　This night falcon has already evolved to the war beast level, and it can fight against the earl!

　　Just looking at the appearance, no one can recognize that this is a night falcon.

　　"I'm going to retreat and break through. You help me guard the surroundings and don't let anyone approach this room."

　　Fang Qingyan exhorted.

　　Petricia nodded, flapping her wings and flying to the roof.

　　A pair of falcons glanced sharply around, and any creature that might pose a threat to the master's breakthrough would be mercilessly torn to pieces by it!

　　……

　　Inside the ornate coffin.

　　Fang Qingyan adjusted his state to the best, and then took out a drop of the blood of the marquis exuding terrifying life energy.

　　Take it.

　　Rumbling--

　　The violent energy rages and roars in the body, like an uncontrolled mad dragon.

　　But soon, this mad dragon was completely suppressed by Fang Qingyan's terrifying power of blood.

　　and refined a little bit.

　　Feeling the transformation that was taking place in his body, Fang Qingyan focused on breakthroughs without any distractions.

　　……

　　in another room.

　　Count Carstein's wrinkled face was lifeless, his eyes clouded and out of focus.

　　His eyes are already blind, not only his eyes, but many organs in his body have been necrotic.

　　On the battlefield that year, he was severely injured by a terrifying "general" level orc, injured his origin, and destroyed his vitality.

　　The blood race has a very powerful recovery and self-healing ability.

　　Even if the earl-level blood race is beheaded, it will not die, and can rely on the power of qi and blood to grow back.

　　But once the source is injured, even if the body is intact, it will gradually die.

　　Just like when Fang Qingyan killed Marston, using the power of the sun to burn his blood, even the earl will lose his self-healing ability.

　　The origin of vampires is blood!

　　And the attack of the strong beast enemy contains poison, which can erode blood and make it decay.

　　Only the ancestors of the Dukes can save him, even the Marquis is helpless.

　　"Ah~"

　　Castan sighed in frustration because of his old age.

　　He could feel the passing of his life, like the withering of autumn leaves, which will eventually sink into the dust and turn into fertilizer.

　　dong dong dong-

　　The fingers tapped on the coffin board tremblingly.

　　Immediately, the attendant who was guarding the door came in, waiting for the count's orders.

　　"I'm going to the Bruch clan, help me up."

　　……

　　Boom! ! !

　　The shackles on the top of the head were smashed away, as if the heavy cloud was pierced, and the moonlight shone from it.

　　Fang Qingyan's body trembled violently, and every muscle and bone made a tearing sound. Life was sublimating and evolving!

　　The blood in the body is like the vast Wang Yang, roaring.

　　Finally, evolution is drawing to a close.

　　When everything calmed down, the former earl had become a new marquis!

　　Supreme Marquis!

　　Fang Qingyan found that his mental power had suddenly increased tenfold, and he could clearly sense earthworms wriggling in the soil dozens of kilometers away.

　　Not surprisingly, he awakened a new superpower.

　　But the effect of this ability is quite surprising!

　　"This is……"

　　Fang Qingyan was shocked.

　　In his eyes, the world seems to have become different, and there are "lines" of distinct colors cruising in the space, densely packed and countless.

　　These lines are like creases on paper, clearly visible and layer upon layer.

　　This is the "space line" connected by the "nodes" of space.

　　Fang Qingyan has a strong premonition... He can manipulate these lines at will, changing the original appearance of the space.

　　And the result of this is...

　　laugh--

　　Fang Qingyan's body instantly disappeared from the coffin and appeared by the window.

　　Teleport! ! !

　　The change of position has no movement process at all, it is not that the speed has reached the limit, but the space has changed.