"Still... kinda hoping though..."
Xueluo flicked the blood off her hands onto the ground, utterly ignoring the expressions of the robed clerics ahead. She stared down at the shredded corpse at her feet with weary resignation. Only after a brief pause did she catch her own reflection in the crimson puddle.
The first thing Xueluo saw was a silver-haired girl of breathtaking beauty.
Eyes wide with shock and dawning understanding—like watching white pear blossoms unfurl—held a kaleidoscope of mesmerizing hues. Her flawless face seemed blessed by heaven itself, radiating untouchable nobility. Within those dark crimson irises, starlight fragments shimmered, brilliant and sharp.
The tattered black trench coat draped over her shoulders made her snow-pale skin glow like a moonlit lotus. Pale, alluring legs peeked through the torn fabric, whispering silent temptation.
*So I’m really a woman now...*
With a sigh that escaped before she could stop it, Xueluo muttered inwardly, *This is such a mess.*
**[HEY! What’s with that sigh?! SIGHING AGAIN?!]**
A furious roar blasted inside her skull. Clapping hands over her ears, Xueluo grumbled mentally:
*This idiot vampire—*
**[I HEARD THAT! Calling me an idiot?! You virgin bastard!]**
"What does virginity have to do with this? I’m a woman now! Thanks to you, I’m not ‘male’ anymore! I’m a grandma-aged loli vampire!"
**[OH! THAT’S WAR! You arrogant virgin! Forget losing your virginity—that’s a luxury you’ll never afford! Your fate? Being used as a flesh puppet for prison gangbangs for the rest of your pathetic life!]**
"It’s YOUR body, dumbass! If I get turned into a sieve, we BOTH die!"
Still ignoring the clerics’ horrified faces, Xueluo finished her outburst and swept her silver hair back with elegant grace. The voice in her head flared up again:
**[Look, forget that for now. You finally got a woman’s body—can’t you at least... act surprised? This is a Blood Kin body! A once-in-a-century gift! I’d even allow some... fun stuff. Just show a LITTLE excitement! Please? Or I’ll be heartbroken...]**
"Even if you say that..." Xueluo pressed a hand to her chest, tuning out the whiny voice.
"Honestly? I feel no different. Except... down there feels kinda empty. And especially here." She squeezed her chest mockingly, then deadpanned: "This size? Zero surprise. Seriously, I might skip bras forever."
**THUD!**
Pain exploded in her skull before she could react. The voice shrieked:
**[DIE NOW! YOU PERVERT! TOUCHING MY CHEST THEN CALLING IT NOTHING! YOU DESERVE TO BE DRESSED AS A GIRL AND GANGBANGED BY A MILLION MUSCLE BROS!]**
"Whoa whoa! Stop screaming in my head! YOU told me to touch it! I generously felt MY OWN chest and honestly shared my thoughts! What more do you want?!"
**[NOT EVEN SINGING CAN SAVE YOU! OR DANCING! PRISON GANGBANG! PRISON GANGBANG! PRISON GANGBANG!]**
"I’m not singing OR dancing! And how can you gangbang me when you’ve got nothing to gangbang WITH?!"
**BOOM!**
A violent blast erupted ahead. Magic shards scattered as the clerics slowly lowered their hands.
*Gone?*
They knew what they faced—a genuine Third Generation Vampire. Even if she seemed... mentally unstable. Survivors of the Holy War were exclusively Third Gen Blood Kin, descendants of the First Vampire’s grandchildren, wielding near-divine power.
*Well, this flat-chested girl might be an idiot...*
*But tossing our strongest spells should finish her. Easy. One spell if lucky, two if not.*
As that thought crossed their minds—
"Hey. I was still talking."
Xueluo waved dismissively through the smoke, clearing the air around her.
**[Arrogant zealots! Your feeble magic cannot harm me!]**
"They can’t hear you. And FYI—this body still hurts."
**[...HEY! You snarky ex-Blood Hunter! I was building atmosphere!]**
"Which they can’t HEAR! If I have to listen to your cringy monologues before every fight, I’ll kill myself! I SWEAR I WILL!"
**[...SHUT UP, MY CONTRACTOR! ATTACK!]**
**THUD!**
Xueluo felt an invisible hand shove forward inside her skull—a phantom gesture that rattled her bones.
**[NOW! THE HOUR OF NIGHT! THE HOUR... TO FEAST ON BLOOD!]**
"I’d rather order Chinese. There’s this great spot nearby..."
**[CONTRACTOR!]**
"Fine, fine..."
Xueluo cracked her neck. Under the trembling clerics’ terrified gazes, she parted her lips slightly.
"Guess I’m stuck with water today."
As she spoke, elongated fangs slid slowly from her gums.
