Useless blood magic

Vivian was a little skeptical, so she squeezed out another drop of blood and smeared it on Lin Feng's hand. Then, the two of them stared intently to see what would happen next. Even Muyun, who was standing nearby, was curious and leaned in.

The drop of blood, shimmering with a golden-red halo, visibly trembled and spread on Lin Feng's skin for a moment, probably just a few seconds. Then, it quickly contracted, disappearing before their eyes as if it had been absorbed, much like a water droplet touching a hot iron.

"It seems to have been absorbed," Lin Feng scratched the back of his hand curiously. Frankly, seeing the blood move like a living thing on his skin was quite startling. If he hadn't known that Vivian meant him no harm, he would have instinctively flicked it off. He hadn't paid much attention the first time, but now that he had a clear look, he realized it was real blood. "I don't feel much, just a bit itchy and a little cool at first."

"Vampire body temperature is slightly lower than that of humans, which is normal," Vivian hesitated, looking at her fingers. The small wound she had opened had already healed to the point where it was almost invisible. Then, with determination, she squeezed out one last drop of blood. "This... one last try. I can't bear it anymore."

Muyun suddenly found an opportunity to mock, "Look at you, so stingy, just one drop."

"What's wrong with just one drop! One drop is still blood!" Vivian slapped the table. "Back when I wasn't used to human food, I relied on blood to survive. I was so unlucky that almost every time I caught prey, I was hunted by vampire hunters. I couldn't even afford to keep a few blood servants. When I was at my poorest, I couldn't even bear to menstruate. You don't know how tough life is until you've come through hard times..."

Lin Feng couldn't stand it anymore and quickly stood up to change the subject before it got out of hand. "Alright, alright, let's not talk about the past. Vivian, watch your words. This is for all ages—and don't describe your tragic life in such detail. It breaks my heart to hear it..."

Muyun suddenly became cheerful. "Then, can you waive my rent for a month, landlord?"

"...What does that have to do with you when I'm talking to Vivian?" After the three of them had finished joking around, Vivian finally remembered the main point. She tried again, and this time, she used a very strange tone to softly recite a few ancient spells while applying the blood. Lin Feng felt the cold, bloody atmosphere reappear around him, but when the blood touched his skin, it behaved just like before, wriggling for a moment before quickly losing its vitality and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"The connection with the blood has also been severed," Vivian frowned. "This has never happened before. There is a fixed connection between vampires and their own blood. Unless they actively 'discard' part of their blood, this connection should not be severed."

"What do we do now?" Lin Feng scratched his face. "I was still counting on your blood to ward off evil."

"Why not try Muyun's blood?" Vivian turned to the werewolf girl. "Her blood should also be able to ward off evil."

"Huh? Can werewolves do that too?" Muyun was even more surprised. "So I'm really powerful!"

Vivian chuckled, "No, I heard from the elderly in China that black dog blood can ward off evil..."

Then, the two superheroines started wrestling in the living room again. Lin Feng couldn't stop them and wasn't in the mood to stop them. He could only sit on the sofa, watching a vampire and a werewolf jumping around in front of him. When he couldn't help it, he would shout, "Hey, be careful, if you break something, you'll have to pay for it—Muyun, remember you still owe me a coffee table, and Vivian, think about your wallet..."

This statement had a significant effect. The two superheroines quieted down instantly and started playing rock-paper-scissors to decide the winner.

Lin Feng looked down at his ordinary hands and couldn't understand how they could absorb the blood of a vampire. He had learned from various movies and novels that vampire blood was extremely powerful to ordinary people. Sometimes, just getting it on their bodies could dissolve bones and flesh. But in his case, let alone any special effects, it couldn't even compare to ordinary blood—it was absorbed directly? Although Lin Feng was now sure that the descriptions of vampires in movies and novels were mostly unreliable, the fact that "vampire blood has special powers" should not be wrong. Setting aside other things, at least human blood wouldn't shake and crawl around on its own...

"It seems that using the vampire mark is no longer effective," Vivian, after playing around with Muyun for a few minutes, finally remembered the main point. She looked at Lin Feng up and down, still not giving up. "If you trust me, I can try using vampire magic. I am a high-ranking vampire and can cast spells without the need for blood as a medium—unless it's being absorbed again?"

Lin Feng chuckled, "There's nothing to distrust. Go ahead and try."

"Ordinary people really don't trust us." Vivian shrugged, "You being so easygoing is actually rare. Normal people, unless they're naive, how could they be so cheerful about accepting magic? Over three hundred years ago, people in Europe faced my blood magic and resisted to the death. I don't know why they were so stubborn."

Lin Feng muttered to himself: Has this vampire girl been with humans for too long that she's forgotten how normal vampires deal with humans using magic?

Vivian told Lin Feng not to move and then used her fingers to draw strange and distorted characters in the air. Lin Feng stared wide-eyed at everything. This was the first time in his life that he had truly seen what "magic" was. He was naturally curious and excited. Moreover, seeing someone able to draw glowing, blood-colored trajectories in the air with their fingers was truly eye-opening. However, after watching for a while, he found it quite boring. Vivian was just constantly drawing lines of text in the air, erasing what she had written before. In essence, it was just a high-end endorsement, excluding the special effects of drawing blood-colored characters...

But Vivian's forehead was already slightly furrowed. She was writing faster and more frequently wiping away what she had written. She was almost writing a line and wiping a line. Lin Feng thought that this must be the critical stage of the spell. He didn't dare to speak at first, but after waiting for a long time without seeing any new developments, he couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Is it not ready yet?"

"In a moment, I may have written it wrong, I'm correcting it now..."

Lin Feng: ...

It turns out she was just correcting her mistakes from before! Does this vampire girl have any reliable qualities?

"Something's not right," Vivian, who hadn't noticed Lin Feng's subtle expression, stopped after continuously modifying the runes several times.

 She stopped, puzzled, shaking her head. "It shouldn't be wrong. I've already used three different effective sentence structures, but there's been no reaction... Landlord, do you feel like you want to sleep? Do you feel particularly calm or relaxed all over?"

"No," Lin Feng moved his arms. "I feel pretty calm, but it shouldn't have anything to do with your writing."

"What about that big dog over there?" Vivian turned to look at Muyun. "Don't move."

With that, Vivian waved her hand and dispersed the blood-colored characters into a constantly trembling mist. The mist drifted past Muyun, who immediately slumped onto the table with a thud, followed by a steady snoring sound.

"...The effect is too strong, how low is this guy's resistance?" Vivian frowned, then looked at Lin Feng. "I don't know what's wrong, but my blood magic doesn't seem to work on you."

Lin Feng was suddenly energized by this. He looked at his hands incredulously. "Could it be that I'm actually a very powerful person?! Is there some kind of hidden setting where I'm naturally immune to magic?"

Vivian told the truth, "It's also possible that you're just too dull. For example, idiots are immune to all kinds of mental confusion magic..."

Lin Feng: "Ahem, watch it, you owe me money."

Vivian awkwardly stuck out her tongue. "Okay, no more jokes. But being naturally immune to magic is probably impossible. I'm very sensitive to living beings, so you should be just an ordinary person. And you're not immune to the cold air I create, right? You can ask that raven12345 about the specific reasons later. I always feel that things weren't so simple when you came back from her. As for now... you should still use my talisman."

The final development was as mentioned at the beginning: all spirit blood and magic were nonsense. Lin Feng, with a wry smile, received an evil-warding treasure from a vampire: supposedly, it was a bagua mirror obtained from Mount Wutai, warding off evil and calming the mind...

When Vivian handed the bagua mirror to Lin Feng, she repeatedly emphasized and warned, fearing that her treasure would be damaged. It was clear that this peculiar vampire girl cherished her pile of treasures, which moved Lin Feng deeply.

But does that thing really work?