The Young Ancestor didn't understand why he felt warmth and familiarity from a human being.
In his eyes, humans were nothing but lowly creatures, crushable at will, and their blood mostly tasted average.
Yet at that moment, he experienced a craving, finding Chen Yu's body exceptionally delicious.
Chen Yu's skin, though tough, was no match for his profound cultivation. After breaking the skin, his body transformed into a fine stream of blood, quickly entering Chen Yu's body entirely.
At that moment, the Young Ancestor's internal longing grew stronger, and he also felt another emotion—awe.
This puzzled him. As a descendant of the Blood-sucking Clan, why was he feeling this in the body of a lowly human?
Mur-mur!
The Young Ancestor turned into countless tiny streams of blood, devouring Chen Yu's throughout his meridians. The taste wasn't much, yet it was extremely pure.
