117: Ivy recognizes her master

Ivy looked at the newcomer and spoke unhurriedly in broken Dragon Country language, "A Martial Arts Grandmaster of Dragon Country?"

She instantly understood that the visitor was a Martial Arts Grandmaster on the same level as an S-rank powerhouse.

"Martial Arts Grandmasters are rare; any who have emerged cannot be nameless." Ivy muttered to herself, her eyes scanning Ling Xian as she thought of the intelligence she had gathered.

"You are King of the East Sea, Mr. Ling?" Ivy gasped, instinctively taking a few steps back.

Although she had only awakened a few years ago, she placed great importance on intelligence. The most popular figure in Dragon Country recently was none other than King of the East Sea, Mr. Ling.

"What King of the East Sea? I think he's just a joke." Pierce sneered, then showed his strength to Ivy.

Ling Xian's gaze swept over the two and finally landed on the unconscious Feng Yixue on the sofa.

Seeing that Feng Yixue was safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the prominent fangs and pale complexions of Pierce and Ivy, Ling Xian couldn't help but chuckle.

"Vampires?"

"Respected Mr. Ling, please allow me to introduce myself. I am Ivy, a Marquis of the Blood Tribe. This is Pierce, a Viscount of the Blood Tribe.

We are not so-called Vampires; that is a bit offensive."

Unfortunately, as soon as Ivy finished speaking, Ling Xian's eyes emitted a faint golden light, scaring Ivy into taking several steps back.

"Sorry, I've never heard of you, and I'm not interested in you!" Ling Xian said indifferently, his voice filled with chilliness. "I'm just here to take back my person and, while I'm at it, teach some blind fools a lesson!"

"Your person? This is our food." Pierce was furious. He bared his fangs and claws and lunged at Ling Xian.

"Let me see if you have the ability to take her back."

Pierce had long suspected that there was someone with even sweeter blood behind Feng Yixue.

And not only did Ling Xian appear, but he was also a Martial Arts Grandmaster.

He even suspected that if he absorbed Ling Xian's blood, he could advance to Earl without Ivy's help.

Five Beasts Fist, Tiger Fist!

Ling Xian's offensive was as swift and violent as thunder. The wind from his claws whistled, breaking wood and crushing stone wherever it passed.

Just by brushing past him, a claw mark appeared on Pierce's chest, and blood flowed freely.

Pierce turned pale with fright. He retreated several steps in pain, his face filled with horror.

"Miss Ivy, let's attack together!" Pierce shouted.

Ivy nodded. She also understood that she alone could not contend with Ling Xian and could only join forces with Pierce, a veteran S-rank powerhouse.

"Alright!"

Ivy gave a delicate shout, her figure flickering as she charged toward Ling Xian.

However, Pierce did not choose to coordinate with Ivy's attack; instead, he chose to flee.

That right, he was running away!

Ivy was stunned. Had she actually misjudged Pierce?

Having just awakened, she didn't know much about Vampires. Only now did she realize that everything Pierce had shown in the past was a facade, driven by profit.

When it truly came to a life-and-death moment, he would reveal his true colors.

"Ah!"

However, before Pierce could get far, Ling Xian performed the Cloud Dragon Transformation. His speed soared, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Pierce.

"Impossible!"

Then, with a Bear Fist strike, Pierce was smashed back into the villa on the spot, spitting out black blood.

Then, a series of Dragon Capturing Hand and Five Beasts Fist strikes were unleashed, finally beating Pierce to death.

During the process, Pierce tried to beg for mercy, but as soon as he opened his mouth, punch after punch would land on it, cutting him off.

"Vampires' vitality is indeed tenacious; he's even more resilient than Shangguan He," Ling Xian commented, shaking his hands.

He finally killed Pierce on the spot.

Shangguan He was a Gu Master, and his physical fitness was quite a bit weaker than that of a normal Grandmaster.

Pierce was different. He had cultivated for over a hundred years and absorbed countless amounts of blood. If his bloodline hadn't been only at the Viscount level, he would have long since been promoted to an SS-rank Blood Tribe powerhouse.

"You... you... killed Pierce?" Ivy was terrified. She knew clearly that Pierce was a standout among the Blood Tribe's S-ranks, yet he was defenseless against Ling Xian.

The young man before her could not be treated as an S-rank, but rather as having the combat power of an SS-rank powerhouse.

Ivy thought of the golden pupils from earlier; it was a form of pressure coming from the bloodline.

This kind of bloodline-level suppression was something even a Blood Tribe Duke could not achieve.

Perhaps only the Vampire Progenitor could do it.

The Blood Tribe's bloodline hierarchy was strict. The Primogenitor, naturally, was supreme.

Below that, in order, were Duke, Marquis, Earl, Viscount, Baron, and some low-level Blood Tribe members, and so on.

She understood that she was no match for the person before her, whether in terms of strength or bloodline.

Flee?

Pierce was the example.

"Respected Mr. Ling, Ivy is willing to be your servant and serve by your side, only seeking your forgiveness," Ivy pleaded subserviently.

In her view, being able to become Mr. Ling's servant was not shameful; on the contrary, it was an honor.

Just as Ling Xian was about to ask some questions, Feng Yixue slowly woke up.

"Ling Xian?" Beyond her confusion, Feng Yixue was even more excited. She stood up and hugged Ling Xian tightly, her voice somewhat choked, yet no tears fell.

She didn't want to make Ling Xian worry about her; this was her stubbornness and her pride as the eldest young lady of the Feng Family.

"It's okay, it's okay. It's all in the past. Don't leave anymore; stay in the villa," Ling Xian comforted her.

"No, I don't want to be a burden to you..." Feng Yixue was naturally not the kind of weak girl, and she didn't want to be a mere ornament.

Ling Xian was helpless, but as his own woman, what could he do? He just had to dote on her.

"By the way, Yixue, how about I find a powerful servant for you?" Ling Xian suggested.

The servant mentioned here was none other than the Blood Tribe's Ivy.

First, Ling Xian needed to know the purpose of these Blood Tribe members coming to Dragon Country and their intentions toward Feng Yixue.

Second, he needed a powerhouse to protect Feng Yixue.

Ivy was the perfect candidate.

"Ivy, sign the contract!" Ling Xian spent ten thousand villain points in the system mall to exchange for a contract.

Violators would be doomed eternally.

Unless a powerhouse beyond the Ninth Rank broke the contract.

But currently, there was no such level of existence on the entire Blue Planet.

"No, I refuse, Mr. Ling. I am willing to follow you and become your servant," Ivy refused. "As for this lady, she is not worthy."

In Ivy's view, Ling Xian's bloodline and combat power were at least not to be underestimated, but the Feng Yixue before her was just an ordinary human. How could she order around a noble Blood Tribe member like herself?

"Humph, ungrateful!" Ling Xian was furious and directly used the Undead Divine Fire to burn Ivy.

Ivy screamed, feeling the intense pain of her riddled soul, and gritted her teeth to endure it.

One second, two seconds... half a minute passed. For Ivy, it felt like years of torment, and she was in agony.

"Mercy, mercy, My Lord, I was wrong!" Ivy pleaded incessantly, begging bitterly, "I am willing to become this lady's servant."

She gasped for air, feeling the intense pain vanish. Still shaken, her gaze then fell upon Ling Xian, filled with awe and adoration.

"My Lord, I have one more request," Ivy said cautiously and anxiously, fearing Ling Xian would refuse. "I hope to recognize you as my master at the same time."

Hearing this, Ling Xian did not refuse; it was a matter of indifference to him.