Mo Fan's body was lifted off the ground crashing into the wall behind him and causing multiple cracks.
Mo groaned holding onto his stomach, blood was flowing out of his stomach, his eyes was locked into Mo Fan and he could feel something rising in him.
'No, not yet, after this I'd deal with him." Mo Fan thought with anger in his heart.
"Woah, how was he able to use the blood bullet attack despite being so young, he must be one of the Moon blessed." A girl in the background said and other people began to agree.
A moon blessed was someone who manifested their nature as a vampire immediately they left their mother's womb.
Other vampires needed to wait till they were 16 before they could begin to manifest their nature as vampires.
Similar to how a boy begins to manifest his true nature as a man on reaching 16, one couldn't really say that a teenage boy wasn't the same as a man and vice versa.
Moon blessed vampires weren't all that rare, at least 3 out of 9 people were moon blessed And Mo Fan was obviously not one of them.
Mo Fan picked himself up from the floor, barely managing to stand, he could feel his body getting weaker and weaker with each second but no one gave a damn about him.
"Weak, as expected of the son of a whore, if only your mom would agree to spread her legs for me, who knows I might have give you a brother." Zhao said taunting Mo.
'Today, all this would change, I'm sure I'd awaken a talent strong enough to destroy Zhao in a single hit.' Mo Fan thought, taking off his shirt to wrap his wound.
"Just get out of here and save yourself some dignity, you'd still be an E rank like your mother, or maybe you'd awaken a talent like your father... That is if you know him." Zhao continued forcing everyone to burst into laughter.
"That's enough, let the assimilation begin." An old man with long white hair wearing a draping robe said with a smile on his face.
Zhao nodded his head, respecting the priest, he knew he had a decent social standing but he was no one in the eyes of the priest.
The priest stared at Mo Fan and with a sigh he looked away, he could tell who Mo Fan was from the taunts of Zhao.
"Since you were born up to today, most of you were fledgelings but today everyone of you would become a vampire or a kind of vampire, but one thing shall unite us all, our blood qi." The priest started his speech.
" We have no idea where blood Qi comes from, just that it is all around us, as vampires we can manipulate blood qi, some better than us, it is what gives us our strengths, what drives us, what inspires our powers." The priest continued.
"Unlike the humans who use magic, we use blood qi, it is our only form of defense against the shadow demons and beasts.
As you all know there are 5 vampire bloodlines:
The Vanir bloodline
The Kandik bloodline
The Lu bloodline
The Irving bloodline
The Madu bloodline.
Each bloodline with it's own unique attribute, that sets them apart, for example
The Vanir bloodline for being able to shape shift.
The Lu bloodline for being able to possess and control animals and beasts.
The Kandik bloodline with the power to create illusions.
The Irving bloodline for being able to create physical constructs made of blood.
And the Madu family with the ability of advanced intelligence.
Every vampire descended from one of these bloodlines, but there is another bloodline, one who can do all.
The royal bloodline belonging to the king and his family.
Besides that, there are some of you who might be exceptions with being able to use two bloodline attributes but not more than that." The priest said and with a mere swipe of his hands a huge waterfall made of blood had appeared.
At the front of the waterfall were five floating stones and a podium.
"Simply place a drop of your blood on the podium and the stones shall reveal what bloodline you belong to, what type of vampire you are and what your qi cultivation talent is." The priest said.
Like the priest said, the stones revealed the type of vampire a person was, succubus, damphir, strigoi, ghoul etc.
Which of the families a person belonged to, The Vanir bloodline, The Kandik bloodline, The Lu bloodline,The Irving bloodline or
The Madu bloodline.
And Lastly the cultivation talent they possessed, their talent determined the potency of their vampiric and bloodline abilities; there were 6 simple talents:
A, B ,C ,D ,E ,F.
Zhao was the first to walk towards the podium and everyone paved way for him, they all knew how strong he was and didn't want any problems with him.
Zhao cut his palm, letting a single drop of blood to hit the podium, causing it to begin glowing.
Zhao turned backwards with a cocky look on his face and a confident smirk.
"Irving bloodline Regular vampire,C rank talent." Zhao declared boldly without looking at the screen, predicting his results with 100% accuracy.
"Woah, he's so powerful, he must be the most powerful in our year." People in the crowd said and others began to nod with agreement.
Others took the test, with some better than Zhao and most less than him in cultivation talent.
There were so many types of vampire classes, some were even just being recently discovered.
'I wonder if I'd see a werewolf here or something." Mo Fan thought to himself, in his old world, werewolves were the sworn enemy of vampires.
'I wouldn't mind being one, is that what you have in mind ball?' Mo Fan thought to himself, ever since that day, he had been repeatedly questioning the ball which spoke to him that day.
Soon it was Mo Fan's turn to take the test, he placed his finger which was already covered in blood on the podium, causing it to light up.
Unlike the others, Mo Fan's brightness was way more powerful, it was like comparing the sun to a flashlight.
"Could it be, have we witnessed an F ranked talent?' The priest said with a smile on his face.
But the smile quickly disappeared after Mo Fan's scores were revealed.
[SUN BLESSED VAMPIRE, A rank, Bloodline progenitor] The podium read and everyone stared at Mo Fan in confusion.
They had never heard of a sun blessed vampire before, everyone except the priest.
"Be gone from this place you foul beast, you walker of the sun, you abomination to vampire kind, be gone from this holy temple you DEMON!" The priest said and with a swing of his hand Mo Fan was sent flying through the castle walls and towards a nearby trash can.
Mo Fan crashed right through the trash can, hitting his head on the wall and forcing him to pass out instantly.