Upon hearing those words, Ye Xi’s eyes gradually became blurred, and a wave of weakness slowly spread through her four limbs.
“How can a scumbag like you actually awaken a Talent?”
Mo Wenxin sneered.
“What? Did you not expect me to be a Third Evolution?”
Ye Xi bit the tip of her tongue, resisting the surging Drunkenness.
When a member of the Blood Race reaches the Third Evolution, they are granted a chance to awaken a Talent.
The Talent she had awakened was called Blood Mist, which allowed her to condense the energy within her body into the form of a blood-colored mist.
It could not only be used to regrow flesh on bare bones but could also permeate and attack enemies through every possible opening.
However, while treating Shen Ji, she had nearly exhausted all the energy in her body.
Now, facing Mo Wenxin, she could clearly feel her strength failing as she tried to resist.
Mo Wenxin slowly approached Ye Xi, covering half of his face with one hand as he said, “I wonder what kind of expression that Shen Ji you keep talking about will have after a scumbag like me gets his hands on you?”
“You…”
“Oh, that’s not right. He probably doesn’t care about you at all. But don’t worry, from now on, I will take good care of you in his place.”
At the mention of the name ‘Shen Ji,’ a vein popped on Ye Xi’s originally fair neck.
A hint of killing intent actually flickered within the depths of her hazy eyes.
“Jie jie jie, are you going to kill me?”
Mo Wenxin waved a hand toward Ye Xi.
The dazed look in her eyes intensified, and the killing intent that had just ignited was instantly suppressed.
Among the crowd, a rough-looking man let out a sigh before speaking.
“Tsk tsk, what a pity. **[Drunkenness]** was originally a useless ability, but when used in a place like this, it really makes it impossible for people to defend themselves.”
The short woman sitting across from him gritted her teeth and said, “A scumbag like that—I’ll definitely destroy him once I leave this place.”
“Now, young lady, that’s a Third Evolution. You’re just a small First Evolution; how dare you speak such arrogant words?”
“So what? I just can’t stand having such a scumbag among the Blood Race!”
Mo Wenxin had no time to worry about the discussions in the crowd.
At this moment, he seemed to be driven by lust. Licking his lips, he began to close in on Ye Xi.
Just as Mo Wenxin’s hand was about to reach out to her, a loud crash of breaking glass echoed from the entrance.
Mo Wenxin frowned and looked over.
In the darkness, a pair of eerie blue eyes swept coldly over everyone present.
Every person who met that gaze felt a sliver of oppression.
Furthermore, this pressure seemed to target the Blood Race lineage within their bodies specifically.
Even more surprising to them was that although the man before them carried the aura of the Blood Race, he possessed none of their physical characteristics.
Only the small First Evolution woman’s eyes lit up, staring fixedly at the figure as it became clearer.
As Shen Ji approached step by step, the First Evolution Blood Race members were forced to manifest their Blood Tribe Form.
Only the Second Evolution members were still suppressing the restlessness of the energy within their bodies.
“Ye Xi, it’s time to go home.”
Ye Xi, who had been eroded by **[Drunkenness]** until she was as weak as mud, felt the familiar aura.
She rubbed her head painfully and stood up, casting a complex gaze back at him.
Inside the dim Quiet Bar, a beam of light happened to shine directly onto the path Shen Ji was taking.
As the shadow behind him lengthened, people finally saw his appearance clearly.
Shen Ji’s eyes were still an eerie blue.
He wore a black shirt draped casually over his shoulders, leaving the white bandages wrapped around his abdomen naturally exposed.
Mo Wenxin forced himself to remain calm as he met his gaze, but he received only a contemptuous glance.
He wanted to strike first, but the oppressive aura emanating from the other man forced his body to stiffen.
‘What on earth is this creature? Is he Blood Race? But where are the signature Blood Race traits?!’
Furthermore, the pressure coming from the man felt as if he were a natural superior within the Blood Race.
Shen Ji unhurriedly pulled some bandages from his pocket.
As if afraid of dirtying his own hands, he began to wrap them around his fist, one loop at a time.
“Now you have two choices. Either leave one hand behind yourself, or… die right here.”
As he finished speaking, a tangible killing intent erupted from Shen Ji.
Accompanying that killing intent was an even heavier sense of oppression.
Mo Wenxin was forced back half a step.
He could no longer suppress the frantic energy in his body and finally transformed completely into his Blood Tribe Form.
Mo Wenxin’s crimson pupils were filled with wariness, but he remained stubborn.
“You want to kill me? Do you think my Third Evolution was gained for nothing?”
Shen Ji let out a cold laugh and said indifferently, “A mere Third Evolution dares to be so insolent in front of me? Do you really think you’re something special?”
The small woman in the crowd could no longer hide the excitement in her eyes.
She ran toward Shen Ji, shouting, “My respected King, why waste any more words with him? Just take his head as a sacrifice to commemorate your return!”
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present was stunned.
This included Shen Ji. Originally, he only wanted to use his special Blood Tribe Form to intimidate the opponent and force him to retreat.
He had even prepared for the worst before coming here, having informed Liu Yao in advance that a large number of Blood Race members were gathered here.
After a moment of silence, Shen Ji didn’t care what the woman meant by those words and naturally picked up the thread.
“Him…? He isn’t worthy of being a sacrifice under my hand!”
Mo Wenxin was stunned by the bluff.
‘What? King? Sacrifice?’
‘Could it be that the identity of the person before me really has a great origin?!’
The surrounding crowd couldn’t help but let out a series of sharp intakes of breath.
“Hiss—I wonder if you’ve heard the legend concerning the King Seed?”
“King Seed? What is that?”
“Legend says there is a lineage of the Blood Race that is seen as both the natural nemesis of our kind and the heaven-chosen King of the Blood Race.”
“It’s because they are born with a suppressive effect on other Blood Race members. Some can even directly strip the bloodline from within another, turning them into a completely useless human.”
“In that case, is this blue-eyed kid the so-called King Seed?!”
The two voices weren’t loud, but in the cramped space, they were exceptionally piercing, alongside the thud of the short woman kneeling on the ground.
Everything was telling Mo Wenxin that the man in front of him was dangerous—definitely not someone he could contend with.
Mo Wenxin swallowed hard, trembling as he spoke.
“I do not know where I have offended you, but please, give me a chance.”
Shen Ji narrowed his eyes and walked straight to Ye Xi. Ye Xi stared blankly at the man before her.
The corners of her mouth curved up slightly, though the expression quickly flattened out.
What she cared about was never Shen Ji’s identity.
What she cared about was how he had managed to find her here while dragging his injured body.
At this moment, Shen Ji had no idea what Ye Xi was thinking.
He continued to maintain his mysterious and overbearing persona, picking her up in a princess carry.
Then, as if declaring his sovereignty to the surroundings, he said, “She is my woman.”
The room erupted into an uproar.
Ye Xi was stunned for a moment before she completely buried her head in the man’s chest.
This was the first time she had heard Shen Ji acknowledge their relationship.
Even if he was just acting for the occasion, she, Ye Xi, was willing to keep acting with him forever.
Suddenly, Shen Ji felt a warm, wet sensation at his collarbone, followed immediately by a piercing pain.
Shen Ji’s face twitched slightly.
‘Is this woman a dog? No matter the time, she always has to take a bite.’
What no one noticed, however, was that blood-colored mist had begun to drift and scatter from Ye Xi’s body.