Rebirth: City Sovereign

Ye Ning said as he knelt on one knee and clasped his fists.    

The Great Ancestor nodded, opening his mouth and speaking in a thunderous voice, "How does the secret technique of the Hades Palace feel?"    

Ye Ning stood up, and the corner of his mouth curled as a cold smile appeared on his face. He slowly raised the two Mechanical Arm s and black ripples appeared on his hands.    

"It's simply too good to be said. According to this cultivation speed, catching up to the White-Clothed Sword Immortal is just around the corner. Rather, I can't wait to break my wrist with White-Clothed Sword Immortal and wash away my previous shame. "    

"Yes." The Giant Demon Clan ancestor nodded, but his expression was still solemn.    

"There's something I think you should know."    

Ye Ning laughed, then opened his mouth and said: "I heard from Ye Family scouts that my Ye Family was destroyed by the White-Clothed Sword Immortal, and my Ye Xuan was crippled?"    

"That is merely their arrogance. If I had to say, they deserve it."    

Ye Ning was raised as an assassin with Ye Family and grew up in an environment that was isolated from all those with Ye Family. He entered the Hades Palace before fifteen and lived as a top assassin. Regarding Ye Family, Ye Ning did not have any sort of sense of belonging to a family.    

The giant ancestor just shook his head and said.    

"No, what you don't know is that two days ago at Clear Cloud Mountain, White-Clothed Sword Immortal defeated a generation of three hundred year old Protector, Loong Qingyun!"    

Hearing the Great Ancestor's words, Ye Ning was stunned, he stood on the spot, unable to say a word.    

Other people might not know Loong Qingyun's abilities very well, but when Ye Ning was young, he had heard quite a few stories about the person with the strongest China, Loong Qingyun, from old man Ye Jinxuan.    

A trickle of cold sweat flowed down Ye Ning's forehead as he squeezed out a smile and slowly said this.    

"Even Loong Qingyun, who was at the peak of the Spirit Force, could defeat him? I didn't expect him to grow so much during this period of time. Although it's a bit difficult to defeat him, it's not impossible. "    

The Great Ancestor didn't speak for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh. He said: "When Loong Qingyun was confronting the White-Clothed Sword Immortal, his strength had already reached the level of a living Earthly Immortal."    

"How is this possible?"    

Ye Ning's remaining sense of steadiness had also disappeared. His five senses were twisted together and his head was covered with cold sweat as he shouted out. His terrified voice echoed in the main hall of the King of Hell Palace.    

"I had observed that White-Clothed Sword Immortal at close range, and at that time, he was merely a mere Elemental Core Stage of Heavenly Master. Loong Qingyun was someone who had met with great luck in the China, and he had also spent a total of three hundred years before stepping into the Earthly Immortal Stage. He was an orphan with no one to rely on, and he did not have any power behind him. Could he become an Earthly Immortal in twenty years? "    

"Pay attention to your words and actions, Ye Ning."    

Ye Ning's expression stiffened and returned to normal, then he kneeled down once again with his head lowered.    

"Yes."    

The Giant Ancestor raised his hand and a small scroll flew out from his Mechanical Arm, landing in front of Ye Ning.    

"This is the information we received when White-Clothed Sword Immortal and Loong Qingyun were fighting. Take it back and have a good look."    

Ye Ning quietly kept the scroll back into his waist, his face gloomy, and when the Great Ancestor saw it, he asked.    

"You know that the White-Clothed Sword Immortal is stronger than Loong Qingyun, do you also want revenge?"    

"Of course, how could I, Ye Ning, give up just because of such a small setback?" Ye Ning answered straightforwardly as he clenched his hands and spoke slowly.    

"Right now, I am no match for him. It doesn't matter, I can endure it."    

"One year, ten years, fifty years, a hundred years … One day, I will cultivate to a realm even stronger than his. I will chop off his four limbs, cripple his meridians, kill the people closest to him, and make him regret living in this world!"    

Seeing Ye Ning's bloodshot eyes, the Great Ancestor felt gratified in his heart.    

After the news that the White-Clothed Sword Immortal had defeated Loong Qingyun, many assassination organisations had given up on taking revenge on the White-Clothed Sword Immortal. Even the killer members in the hundred-year-old Hades' Hall had become radicals and conservatives when it came to facing the White-Clothed Sword Immortal.    

Fortunately, the strength of the White-Clothed Sword Immortal did not extinguish the flames of vengeance in Ye Ning's heart.    

The giant ancestor was silent for a moment before he slowly said, "Perhaps we will not have to wait that long. We will have a chance to help you now."    

When Ye Ning heard it, he asked subconsciously.    

"What?"    

"The American Los Angeles, the Blood Ancestor is about to awaken."    

"Blood Ancestor?"    

Ye Ning repeated the word, and then he seemed to remember something and asked.    

"Is it the vampire race that's about to go extinct?"    

"Yes, just a day ago, we received news that the Blood Clan was awakening in the Blood Ancestor."    

"Blood Ancestor is different from me and Fox Ancestor. Under the guidance of the Blood Clan technique, every time Blood Ancestor absorbs blood essence to revive, their strength would rise by a step."    

"According to our investigations, after waking up this time, the strength of the Blood Ancestor would probably be on par with and maybe even higher than that of the Chinese Protector!"    

Hearing the Giant Ancestor say that, Ye Ning was startled at first, but then revealed a gloomy and cold smile.    

"Great ancestor's meaning is, you want me to build a good relationship with the Blood Clan, join hands with them, and fight against the White-Clothed Sword Immortal together?"    

"That's right."    

The Great Ancestor nodded, he admired Ye Ning's intelligence the most as he said with a smile.    

"Even if Blood Ancestor doesn't defeat White-Clothed Sword Immortal in the end, he will definitely be heavily injured. At that time, it will be our chance!"    

"Understood. When are we leaving?"    

"Today, the ticket to Los Angeles has already been placed on the scroll."    

Hearing the Giant Patriarch's words, Ye Ning's mouth curved into a smile, straightened his body, and slowly walked towards the main hall's entrance.    

'White-Clothed Sword Immortal, sooner or later, I will definitely let you know the consequences of provoking me, Ye Ning! '    

United States, Los Angeles.    

A black car stopped at the entrance of a hundred story building. Rodrian pushed open the passenger seat and walked towards the entrance of the building. A tall sign was erected at the entrance, and it was engraved with a row of English words in gold.    

'United States Special Investigation.'    

Just as he pushed open the door, a police officer walked towards Rodrian in a hurry, his face filled with panic.    

"Vice Bureau Chief Rodrian, there's only ten minutes before the regular meeting begins."    

"Yes." Rodrian nodded his head, his face gloomy, he walked towards the elevator with the officer following behind, looking like he wanted to speak but was unable to.    

"If you have any questions, just say them."    

The two of them walked out of the elevator and walked along the corridor, when Rodrian suddenly spoke out, smiling.    

Although this officer was not Rodrian's trusted aide, he had followed Rodrian for many years and was one of his trusted aides in the Bureau of Investigation.    

"Ah, Deputy Director, it's like this."    

The young policeman swallowed his saliva, looked around to make sure that there was no one around, then went over to Rodrian's ear and said.    

"Recently, there has been a rumour in the Special Investigation Bureau that a foreign race called Blood Clan has been mixed in."    

Ever since the appearance of Sea Scale Clan, other than the common citizens, these small police officers were no longer surprised by things like foreign races.    

When Rodrian heard it, he immediately laughed.    

"Hahaha, the vampires have infiltrated the Bureau. Are you talking nonsense because you didn't get a good night's sleep?"    

"Not to mention that the number of vampires is so low, the security measures at the entrance to the Bureau's office will be able to detect anyone who enters. It would be impossible for a vampire to sneak in."    

"Have you been working too hard recently? Let me give you permission to take two days paid leave. Have a good rest."    

When the young policeman heard this, his face lit up, and he nodded like he was pounding garlic.    

"Thank you, Vice Bureau Chief. Then I won't disturb the meeting any further."    

"Mm, go ahead."    

Rodrian squinted his eyes and said with a smile.    

When the young policeman turned around to leave, Rodrian's expression changed to one of ice right away. He walked through the long corridor in front of him and turned left.    

Behind the door, in the dusky space, a dozen of the highest ranked people from the Bureau were seated around a pitch-black oval conference table. Although there were a large number of them, there was not a single trace of life in the conference room.    

"You're late, Rodrian."    

A man sitting in the innermost area said slowly with a cold voice.    

"I'm sorry, Chief. I just had some problems and was delayed a bit."    

Rodrian laughed, pulled up a chair and sat down.    

"Mm, it's getting late. Let's begin."    

After the director had finished speaking, the dozen of people opened their eyes at the same time. Their narrow, ruby like eyes actually glowed with a blood-red light!    

Rodrian also slowly took off his beautiful eyes, revealing a pair of red eyes that were no different from a dozen or so people.    

That was the color of a vampire's eyes!    

"Blood Clan mixed in with the Bureau? "Hahaha!"    

Two fangs slowly revealed itself from Rodrian's mouth, the corners of his pale face curled up, and Rodrian laughed.    

"Of course it's not that simple. The entire upper echelons of the Bureau of Investigation have long since become members of my Blood Clan!"    

"Hmph."    

The bureau chief also laughed when he heard Rodrian's words.    

"This is just the beginning."    

He turned and looked out through the shutters at the blue sky and spoke slowly.    

"Count Dracula has already given the order, from now on, we will use all the power we have at the Bureau of Investigation to stop the White-Clothed Sword Immortal from getting close to the Sacred Altar of Blood Sacrifice at all costs!"