Fang Qingyan stood at the door of the library.
It was only when Elizabeth's carriage disappeared from his sight that he shook his head and turned around to walk inside.
He had always been a person who would not wake up early without benefits.
Getting closer to Elizabeth was not beneficial to him, but there was no harm in it either.
Just go with the flow.
Fang Qingyan returned to his room. The power of blood and Qi surged, and the surface of his body glowed with a golden light.
He continued to bathe in the sunlight and cultivate the power of extreme yang.
……
The white horse flew through the crack.
Time flew by, and six months passed.
The life of a bookkeeper was very leisurely.
The city was as peaceful as ever.
Elizabeth would come once a month to take a love story away. She would also ask him every time,"Have you learned how to dance?" Unfortunately, Fang Qingyan's answer was always that he was too stupid and could not learn.
In fact, he didn't learn it at all.
……
During this period, a few major events happened in the other clans.
One of the big pieces of news was that the patriarch of the Bruch clan, Marquis Bruch, had given birth to another son!
Yes, after Count Marston was killed, the Bruch clan fell into a predicament without a successor.
However, Marquis Bruch worked very hard. After years of hard work, he finally succeeded!
As soon as the child was born, he was designated as the sole heir of the Bruch clan. Moreover, the ancestor of the duke of Bruch crawled out of the coffin and personally named the child. Adam Bruch.
The name implied 'the son of God'.
This meant that this child would be carefully nurtured by the duke from a young age and would become a future marquis!
The vampires had too much Yin energy, and the higher their realm, the harder it was for them to give birth.
Therefore, the birth of Adam Bruch brought hope to the entire clan.
……
There was also another piece of big news…the war was about to begin again.
Yes, the war between the Beastmen and the Blood Breeds had reached a critical point.
However, this time, it wasn't Azeroth who initiated it. Instead, it was the seven royal families of the Nikara Kingdom who decided to go out and fight against the orcs!
A few years ago, the orcs had crossed the Draenor Mountains and captured dozens of cities in the Kingdom of Nikara. All seven clans had suffered losses.
This time, in order to recover their lost territory and drive away the orcs, the Nikara Kingdom was preparing for a big operation.
Rumor had it that the seven dukes had decided to join forces!
The authenticity of this news was still unclear, but it still caused a sensation throughout the country.
A single stone stirred up a thousand ripples!
This was because in the past, in the tens of thousands of wars between the Blood Breeds and the Orcs, the seven Duke ancestors had never truly stepped onto the battlefield.
Some of them had been in seclusion for thousands of years, while others had been in seclusion for tens of thousands of years. They were no longer interested in worldly disputes. The only goal in their hearts was to break through the shackles that no Duke had broken through in hundreds of thousands of years-the Twelve-winged Bloodlord.
That was the Prince!
It was also because of this that no matter how badly the Blood Breeds suffered or how the Beastmen bullied them, the Grand Duke would not bother to intervene…unless the Beastmen went too far.
One could imagine how shocking the news of the seven Blood Tribe Dukes coming out of seclusion to join forces to attack the Beastmen was.
Most people did not believe it.
……
Other than the two pieces of news, there were only some gossip among the nobles, such as a certain count cheating on another count, a certain princess getting pregnant before marriage... and so on.
Fang Qingyan did not pay too much attention to it.
Creak--
The lid of the coffin was lifted gently.
Fang Qingyan straightened his body and took a deep breath. The violent power of blood and Qi gradually calmed down and lay dormant.
Feeling the blood essence in his body, he shook his head and muttered,"Just a little more. I need at least ten more drops of Duke blood essence to become a six-winged marquis.”
In six months, he had absorbed more than 30 drops of the Duke's blood essence.
However, his Vitality was still far from being saturated and full.
There were dozens of marquises in the Nikara Kingdom, but only the heads of the seven great clans could reach the six-winged level!
One could imagine how difficult the journey from four-winged to six-winged was.
Moreover, even the leaders of the seven great clans had to rely on the blood essence of the Duke's ancestor to break through to the six-winged realm.
A heaven-defying talent and an endless stream of resources were both indispensable!
Fang Qingyan's cultivation speed was actually already a miracle.
……
By the window, Fang Qingyan stood straight and looked at the moonlight expressionlessly.
It had been six months since Pettia had returned.
Ever since he had given Petia three drops of blood essence, he had flown away and had yet to return.
He was a little worried.
Could that fellow have failed his breakthrough, suffered a backlash, and died in some remote corner of the mountain?
"Sigh ~"
Fang Qingyan sighed faintly.
He didn't know much about the advancement of magical beasts. The only thing that could help Pettia was to give it its blood essence. The rest would have to be done by itself.
He had learned from a book that the highest level of the night falcons recorded in history was the 'war beast', and it was almost impossible for them to advance any further.
"Patasha, if you can't keep up with me, then we can only part ways…you better fight for me and come back alive.”
Fang Qingyan whispered to herself.
After saying that.
He turned around and went downstairs. His spiritual power had already sensed that Elizabeth had brought her maid Joanna back.
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