Chapter 118: The Great Intergenerational Heredity
Chapter 118: The Great Intergenerational Heredity
This was the manifestation of yet another type of instinct.
Just like when she had been hacked down by her very own son, she simply couldn’t bear to hurt her own child.
“Run…” Song Jiafang turned her bloodshot eyes to Li Jiankang and blurted, “Run… leave us… run!!”
It was almost as though he had only just realized what kind of monstrosity he had raised.
“When we were still alive, we let go of him when we should’ve been holding him close… So now… what’s the point of holding onto him any longer?”
“Let go… let go!!” Despite the disparity in strength, Li Cheng’s explosive strength caused by the manifestation of his extreme hunger was still extraordinary. Song Jiafang refused to manhandle Li Cheng, while Li Cheng’s strength only grew with his escalating desperation for food. Finally, with a shrill shriek, Li Cheng wrested free of Song Jiafang’s grasp and charged towards Li Jiankang madly.
“I’m… coming…”
Li Cheng’s gaping wide mouth and rows of sharp teeth quickly closed in on Li Jiankang. Li Jiankang instinctively motioned to put up a defensive posture. Yet in the very next second, as though something came over him, he held back and simply closed his eyes.
It was the sickly sound of crunching bones.
Li Cheng had clamped his powerful jaws down onto Li Jiankang’s neck, and he was now sucking and drinking from Li Jiankang’s thick, red blood.
It’s finally over…
My sins… have they finally been paid in full…?
His pupils grew dilated, and his body started to shrivel up. He lifted his hands slightly, before finally letting it fall limply.
Crack…
Li Cheng’s head had been completely ripped off his body. But his head didn’t fall down because his jaws were still clamped down tightly onto Li Jiankang’s neck. Their heads remained next to each other.
Qin Ye slowly unsheathed his saber.
But in his eyes, everything was fully justified and stood to reason.
The final act of the Li family incident had finally drawn to its close. All that remained was Song Jiafang, the single most innocent person in the entire incident.
She appeared not to have heard his words. Yet, three seconds later, she let out a slight whimper.
Ghosts knew grief too.
She leaned heavily on Li Jiankang’s body. Their three heads were all clumped together, with Li Cheng’s severed head resting between his two parents’ heads. It was almost akin to a family portrait.
Vampires can only be destroyed by way of decapitation. Although Song Jiafang was still able to display some measure of instinct and spiritual intelligence, who was to say this would be the case in a few years’ time?
“Don’t worry, I’ll keep your soul safe and send you to a good place. You… have been a good mother.”
In the very next second, scarlet markings appeared on the bodies of both vampires. It was akin to a revelation of an ancient seal or talisman powered by their bloodlines.
“It has begun.” Arthis flew in front of Qin Ye and continued, “The reason why the Great Intergenerational Heredity is so rarely seen is because the onerous conditions must be precisely met.”
“Secondly, this ghastly progenitor must also be a mother, and she must have been pregnant when she turned into a ghost. This will allow her to pass down her ghastly bloodline. Just like the humans’ research into DNA, ghosts are also able to conceal their latent DNA within the cells of human beings as well.”
Arthis nodded her head, “That’s right. The third condition is that someone in the latter generations must naturally possess a Yin vein, and thereafter be transformed into a ghost while he or she is still alive. This will then trigger the phenomenon of the Great Intergenerational Heredity.”
“Transformed into a ghost while he’s still alive… are you saying…”
“It was Li Jiankang who had mistaken him for dead and begun to raise him as a vampire… Take a look at his coffin. There’s simply no way of unlocking it from the inside. Li Cheng… had died of suffocation only as a result of Li Jiankang’s attempt to raise him as a vampire.”
Isn’t this divine retribution?
Sss!!! With two loud cries, the red sigils on the vampire’s body suddenly glowed with a brilliant luster that engulfed the room with a scarlet light. It was like the blossoming of a red spider lily. Just then, the two vampires who were locked in a tight embrace began to be peeled apart by the red light.
“What’s going on?” Qin Ye stared at the inferno in bewilderment. The inferno was approximately one meter high. Even though it was an inferno of flames, it felt as cold as ice. Most of all, Qin Ye could sense the Yin energy belonging to a vengeful apparition brewing in the heart of it all.
As though she could read his mind, Arthis calmly explained, “This isn’t creation. Creating, especially the birth of man, is something that is accessible only by gods, and perhaps only King Yanluo. What’s happening now… is merely the revelation of something that had previously been hidden.”
Qin Ye didn’t ask anymore.
It was an illusory figure.
Though dead, her features were still just as clear as day. She appeared to be approximately eighteen or nineteen years old, and she presented with short, neatly groomed hair. Her body could only be described as beautiful. Her curves were in all the right places, and there was a heavenly charm about her.
Qin Ye was stunned.
However, Arthis simply chuckled bitterly, “What’s this? She’s just a little prodigal wench.”
Qin Ye blinked his eyes curiously, before suddenly probing Arthis with some measure of mischief, “Why do I sense some measure of hostility emanating from you?”
Understood in an instant.
“With all due respect… as a normal, healthy male, I do find her rather… ahem… could you not give me that kind of death glare? You might cause a misunderstanding and give me the impression that you’re coveting my otherworldly beauty… Alright, alright, you’re the most beautiful, and she can hardly hold a candle to you!”
Qin Ye coughed dryly. His face flushed, and he tapped his fist against his lips as he suggested, “King Yanluo’s harem?”
Qin Ye felt goosebumps all over his body. Your entire body is just a head. What do you mean… no, we’ve gone well off the tracks. The point is, I’ve never even considered the possibility of something so outrageous to begin with!!
“No… how could you be harbouring such thoughts? Wake up! It’s time to stop dreaming! The generation gap between us runs as deep as the Straits of Malacca. How could we possibly be compatible with each other?!”
“Bloody hell… how do you even know things like ‘submission’... and can’t you be a little bit more reserved? Who the hell has ever said anything about riding on your body?! Isn’t this just a declaration of your own fantasies?!”