"You won't be targeted, and you'll live a much better life, one beyond your wildest dreams. The only difference is that you'll be my subordinates; otherwise, your lives will be just like normal." Mo Fan reassured Liu Xian.
He wasn't lying.
If the two sisters became vampires with his demon blood, they would spend the rest of their lives enjoying life. There would be no need for intense training or resources—they would grow stronger simply as Mo Fan grew stronger. The only catch was that they would become his servants.
"Can I do it alone?" Liu Xian asked.
Mo Fan shook his head and cut her off, "No."
The reason he sought out these two sisters in advance was because they came as a pair.
After all, what man doesn't dream of having twin sisters?
Especially when they're practically identical. Though they weren't what one would call stunning beauties, their foundation was solid.
"I'm willing!" Liu Ru suddenly declared.
Liu Xian was taken aback.
But when she looked at Liu Ru, her sister said, "Sister, haven't you had enough of living as a powerless ordinary person? Like Mo Fan said, we were saved this time, but what about the next?"
Their parents had died in an accident when they were young, leaving the two sisters to fend for themselves. Although both wanted to study magic, they simply didn't have the means. Even the university Liu Ru was attending was funded by her sister's hard work and sacrifices.
But this world wasn't a peaceful one.
As ordinary people, and somewhat attractive ones at that, they were constantly in danger.
Liu Ru was tired of being helpless. If gaining power was an option, she was more than willing to take it.
Liu Xian listened to her sister's words and stopped trying to persuade her otherwise. Deep down, she knew Mo Fan was right—after being repeatedly drained of blood without any way to recover, she was becoming weaker and might not have much time left. And what would happen to her sister once she was gone? Even if she tried to hide, how could Liu Ru escape the clutches of people like Nie Dong?
"I hope… you'll treat us well." Liu Xian said, closing her eyes as a tear slipped down her cheek. It was a tear of resignation, a surrender to reality, and perhaps a gamble on what was to come.
Liu Ru didn't believe that Mo Fan would hurt them. If he wanted to, he could've done so already. Besides, it was clear to her that offending a mage, even a novice, was something ordinary people like them could never afford.
Satisfied that the sisters had made their decision, Mo Fan signaled, and his summoned Flame Wolf carried Nie Dong over to them.
The sisters were still frightened at the sight of the large wolf and were confused as to why Nie Dong was still alive.
"Don't be afraid. The vampire ritual requires him to start it." Mo Fan explained. "Once the ritual is complete, you'll undergo a transformation, ascending beyond what you can imagine."
Nie Dong, hearing this, thought to himself, So I was right.
But he cooperated fully. He believed Mo Fan didn't know the intricacies of vampire rituals.
They relocated to a quiet, empty place, and Nie Dong began the ritual. With Mo Fan, a mage, guarding the area, Nie Dong had nothing else to worry about and could focus on performing the ritual.
Inside an abandoned warehouse, a steady dripping sound echoed through the dark space, creating a rhythmic beat. In the center of the room were two round, half-hollow tables, upon which lay the two sisters, their bodies perfectly aligned as if prepared for some ancient sacrificial ceremony.
Their wrists had been cut, and the source of the dripping sound was the blood slowly trickling from their veins.
The blood pooled on the floor, forming a strange symbol, flowing through carved grooves and forming a continuous loop.
As more blood was shed, the eerie aura emanating from the blood symbol intensified, surging into Liu Xian and Liu Ru's bodies, corrupting and transforming them. Liu Ru's lips parted slightly as her canine teeth began to elongate into fangs.
A human body can only lose so much blood before it becomes dangerous, and the sisters had no idea how much blood they had already lost. However, they could clearly feel the transformation—though their blood flowed into the strange symbol, it returned to their bodies as something else, something that altered them at the core.
The pain was unbearable, as if their bodies were being submerged in toxic fumes. If Mo Fan hadn't been there, reassuring them that this was simply the price of gaining power, they might not have endured.
After the ritual ended, Nie Dong was noticeably weakened and needed to recover.
But before he could do anything, Mo Fan's blood beast boots activated, and with a powerful kick to Nie Dong's jaw, two sharp vampire fangs fell out of his mouth.
"AHHHH!" Nie Dong screamed in agony.
For a vampire, losing their fangs was equivalent to a death sentence.
Apart from being destroyed by someone stronger, losing their fangs was one of the only ways to kill a vampire.
Nie Dong never expected Mo Fan to suddenly strike, nor did he think Mo Fan knew about the importance of his fangs.
"You—"
Before Nie Dong could finish, Mo Fan's flaming fist struck him square in the chest.
"Fiery Fist: Exploding Heavens!"
The fiery punch sent Nie Dong flying out of the warehouse, and with a loud "boom," his body disintegrated into ashes in a massive fireball.
Having dealt with Nie Dong, Mo Fan collected the vampire essence and picked up the two fallen fangs—another two million in his pocket.
The sisters, meanwhile, had heard the commotion. They thought Mo Fan would spare Nie Dong, but it turned out his only purpose had been to complete the vampire ritual.
With Nie Dong gone and the vampire fangs in hand, Mo Fan helped the two sisters to their feet.
Though both were slightly fearful, when Mo Fan pulled them closer, they felt an overwhelming urge to kiss him.
Their bodies were cold, chilled to the bone, while Mo Fan's was warm. His heat radiated from his shoulder, neck, and face—drawing them in.
"Don't hold back. Go ahead. Just make sure to prepare me some food to replenish my blood after." Mo Fan said. He could tell they were trying to resist, but this final step couldn't be avoided. He reminded them gently.
Hearing this, the two sisters leaned in on either side of him.
Mo Fan immediately felt the sharp pinch of their fangs sinking into the veins of his neck. It didn't take much guessing to figure out what was happening—they were completing their transformation.
After a moment of feeding, the sisters' rational minds returned, and they released their hold on his neck.
Mo Fan had expected the first feeding to take longer, but it seemed less intense than he had imagined.
(End of Chapter)