Revelation of the Way of Heaven

Qin Xiaochuan met Han Kexin in the lobby.

When Qin Xiaochuan first saw Han Kexin, his impression was that she was aloof and beautiful. She looked to be no more than 20 years old, the age of youthful vitality, and should have been wearing bright and sunny clothes to highlight her youthful charm. But she was not like that. She was wearing a deep purple dress, which not only showed off her perfect figure to the fullest, but also carried a kind of inexplicable mystery.

She had a small, oval face with delicate features. Her nose and mouth still gave off a youthful feeling, which was in line with her age. What impressed him most were her eyes, but not her appearance. Although her eyes were naturally beautiful and large, what he cared about was the expression in her eyes. It was a kind of coldness that was almost devoid of emotion, an indifference that should never appear in the eyes of a 20-year-old girl.

"You've finally arrived, Qin Xiaochuan." These were the first words Han Kexin said to him upon seeing him, and before Qin Xiaochuan could speak, she added calmly, "My name is Han Kexin."

Although the girl seemed a bit cold at first glance, for some reason, all the coldness vanished instantly when she spoke. Seeing that she didn't seem to have any ill intentions, Qin Xiaochuan felt much more at ease and directly asked her, "Who are you people? Why are you arresting me?"

"We are the Blood Witch Clan. We brought you here to become the Blood Witch King," Han Kexin told him directly, revealing her identity.

Qin Xiaochuan was stunned after hearing her words. What the heck? Why couldn't he understand her at all? He blinked and asked, "Blood witch? What's a blood witch?"

"I can't explain it to you clearly in a short time. I will send you some information when you get back. For now, this is the only way I can explain it to you. The so-called Blood Witch Clan is called zombie by Easterners, vampire by Westerners, and also undead or blood clan, but our real name is Blood Witch Clan."

"What?" After hearing her explanation, Qin Xiaochuan didn't know whether he should believe her or not. If he didn't believe her, the driver's behavior just now was too strange. He clearly did nothing, yet he was unable to speak or move his hands and feet. If he did believe her, someone like him who had received more than ten years of atheistic education really couldn't accept it for a while.

Seeing that he was standing there with his mouth open but not speaking, Han Kexin said, "It's probably hard for you to accept telling me all this all of a sudden."

Qin Xiaochuan nodded.

Han Kexin smiled when she saw this. She was also very beautiful when she smiled. Just as Qin Xiaochuan was surprised that she would smile at him, she suddenly opened her mouth and he saw two sharp teeth in her mouth.

Qin Xiaochuan's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously took a step back. She tapped his sleeve with her right index finger, and with a "hiss" sound, a palm-sized flame rose from his left short sleeve.

This really startled him. He quickly reached out to put out the fire while shouting, "Even if it's real, you don't have to do it!" As soon as he finished speaking, the flames on his sleeve suddenly went out again, and he saw that there was a big hole in his new T-shirt.

"Now you can believe me, right?" Han Kexin said calmly. At this moment, she had resumed her indifferent and beautiful image, but she didn't care at all about the hole burned in his clothes.

"I believe you, I believe you," Qin Xiaochuan quickly replied. After learning her identity, he had to be extremely careful. Just kidding, she was a zombie, and his life was in her hands. But speaking of which, it was a pity that such a beautiful woman was a zombie.

"So you've agreed now?" Han Kexin asked.

"Promise what?" Qin Xiaochuan was completely baffled and didn't understand her words at all.

Han Kexin glared at him angrily: "Didn't I just say that we brought you here to be the Blood Witch King? You shouldn't have any objections now, right?"

"Oh, right, that's what you just said to me, asking me to be that kind of... "

"What?" Qin Xiaochuan suddenly understood what she meant. She wanted him to become a zombie, and a king at that! What was going on? Was she kidding him? Why didn't he understand at all? Was he dreaming? What kind of bizarre things had happened today?!

Thinking of this, Qin Xiaochuan secretly pinched himself hard. He actually felt pain; it was all real.

Of course, his little actions did not escape Han Kexin's notice. She frowned slightly, but said nothing, and asked him again, "So, have you agreed now?"

"Can...can I refuse?" he asked cautiously.

"No." Han Kexin answered decisively, and Qin Xiaochuan immediately shut up, thinking to himself, this shouldn't be considered a multiple-choice question.

"Why?" Han Kexin paused for a moment before asking coldly.

"Do you even need to ask why? I'm a perfectly healthy person, in the prime of my youth. Only someone with a screw loose would agree to become a zombie." Qin Xiaochuan thought speechlessly, but he certainly didn't dare say it aloud. Seeing the other person's face suddenly turn cold, Qin Xiaochuan immediately smiled apologetically and said, "It's nothing, I just feel that my abilities are limited, and I'm really not qualified to be your king or anything. I'm doing this for your own good. You said you should be more careful when choosing someone to be your king. Look at someone like me, how could I possibly be your king, right?"

He felt that his words were absolutely convincing. Although he didn't know what had gotten into the other party that made them want him to be their king, asking him to be a zombie was a joke; he would never do it, not even if he were beaten to death.

After hearing Qin Xiaochuan's words, Han Kexin seemed a little angry, but she tried her best to suppress it. Her chest heaved twice, but she suddenly smiled slightly and gently told him about the benefits of being the Blood Witch King, such as immortality, superpowers, and marrying a rich and beautiful woman.

When she mentioned the phrase "rich, beautiful, and fair-skinned woman," she puffed out her chest, took a step closer to Qin Xiaochuan, and gently tugged at his collar, asking, "How about it? Aren't you tempted?"

"Gulp," Qin Xiaochuan couldn't help but swallow hard, feeling as if his heart was about to leap out of his chest. He stole a glance at Han Kexin's face, and she was looking at him with tenderness. Resisting the urge to look down, he stammered, "I...I want to..."

"What are you thinking about?" Han Kexin suddenly asked gently, and at the same time took another step closer to him. At this moment, her body was almost pressed against his. Qin Xiaochuan could even feel a warmth on his chest, which made his heart beat even faster. He felt dizzy and his tongue was completely out of his control, and he could no longer utter a word.

"Did you agree?" Han Kexin asked softly again. Her stunningly beautiful face was right in front of him, and her fresh and elegant breath brushed against his face once more. Qin Xiaochuan could no longer bear it, and his vision went black as he fainted.

When Qin Xiaochuan woke up, he found himself sitting on a sofa, with Han Kexin standing beside him, her face dark, and a red bloodstain on her clothes.

Han Kexin didn't seem to notice the bloodstain at first, but when she noticed Qin Xiaochuan's gaze, she seemed to become very sensitive and immediately looked at her chest before discovering the bloodstain.

Then she glared at Qin Xiaochuan and immediately wiped the bloodstains with her hand. Only then did Qin Xiaochuan feel some discomfort in his nose. When he wiped his hand, he found that his hand was covered in blood. Damn, he had a nosebleed. Qin Xiaochuan felt ashamed. Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind and he realized that the bloodstains on Han Kexin's clothes... were actually his own.

He looked at Han Kexin in disbelief, while Han Kexin glared at him fiercely because the bloodstains couldn't be wiped away, and asked sharply, "So you agree now?"

Qin Xiaochuan forced a smile at her and said, "I still feel that my abilities are really not suitable..."

"Uh~" Qin Xiaochuan suddenly exclaimed, a sharp pain in his chest forcing him to swallow the rest of his words.

Han Kexin placed one foot on his chest, then bent down, staring intently into his eyes with a murderous look, and coldly said to him, "I'll only give you two choices: either agree to become the Blood Witch King immediately, or agree to become the Blood Witch King only when I've tortured you to the point of no return."

Is this what you call a choice? Qin Xiaochuan realized that this woman, whether human or from any blood witch clan, was always unreasonable. He felt like crying, but he was under someone else's roof and had to bow his head. Besides, at this moment, he had no choice at all, because Han Kexin had begun to slowly increase the pressure on his feet. He only felt his chest hurting more and more, and becoming increasingly suffocated...

"I promise!" he shouted immediately.

"What did you promise?" Han Kexin asked coldly.

Qin Xiaochuan felt a tightness in his chest, so he took a deep breath and shouted, "I want to be the Blood Witch King!"