Blood Lord

My name is Li Yanbei, the new head of Daoxuan Sect, and I have cultivated to the realm of transformation into gods. If it weren't for my passion, my life would be extremely wonderful. I originally thought that I would never see this warm sunshine again after I died, but who knew that I finally opened my eyes. It's just that the scene that greeted his eyes seemed different from before, because the people around him were all weirdoes with yellow hair and green eyes. The funny thing is that I can somehow understand their jabbering words, and it seems that I am no longer the handsome boy with a beautiful tree facing the wind, but have become a weak little bean sprout. People here respectfully address me as Your Excellency the Second Young Master, but I can feel the disdain and disdain behind their superficial respect, because I, Your Excellency the Second Young Master, seemed to be a good-for-nothing second son who only drooled at the young women on the street. They proudly called themselves vampires, but later I learned that people outside also called us vampires. Why? Us? Since when... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.