When Noxia’s body was completely empty, the Blood Energy was just too abnormal.
What bothered her even more was Noxia’s fear of her family.
Perhaps only by visiting their home would she be able to uncover some clues.
At the same time, if she really couldn’t activate Noxia’s Bloodline, she would need to find another way.
But just now, in the alley, fighting four enemies alone while overloading her Blood Blade Secret Art, now that she had relaxed, Lorevil’s body was feeling clearly fatigued.
So Lorevil got up, sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, and tried to look inward at her condition.
The small river that once flowed with crimson energy had now dried up by half, with few fish or shrimp left in the water—a desolate sight.
Lorevil frowned, a hint of worry stirring in her heart.
If the Bloodline energy in her body dried up completely, forcing the Secret Art again would only cause backlash and damage her Blood Qi foundation!
By then, let alone advancing to Mid Third Rank, even holding onto her current strength would be hard to say.
Besides, the Violent Blood Energy she had devoured while hunting Blood Beasts before was all stored by mixing it into that small river.
She hadn’t expected a single battle to consume half of it.
It was at this moment that Lorevil remembered the meditation method Vivian had mentioned.
Unlike the deep meditation ritual during awakening, she only needed to focus her mind now and establish a connection with the residual Blood Energy in her body to slowly recover.
She could even do it while sleeping.
Once she understood this, Lorevil took a deep breath, closed her eyes, cast aside distracting thoughts, and let her consciousness sink into her body, guiding the remaining crimson energy to flow slowly through the small river, nourishing the withered Bloodline!
By morning, sunlight fell and lit up the room.
Lorevil slowly opened her eyes, feeling refreshed and revitalized.
Last night’s meditation effect far exceeded her expectations.
The depleted crimson river in her body had recovered most of its volume, with pure Blood Qi particles swirling through it joyfully.
One word—”refreshing”!
The fatigue from overloading the Secret Art earlier had been completely swept away.
Lorevil turned her head and saw Noxia still sound asleep beside her, her fair, jade-like little hand resting on her chest, rising and falling with each breath.
She must have been mentally exhausted last night, so Lorevil didn’t disturb her.
By the time Noxia woke up, Lorevil had finished washing up and was sitting at the dining table, flipping through the Blood Hunting Ground’s point exchange manual.
She had seen firsthand how formidable Blood Core weapons were—able to cleave through tough Blood Lines with terrifying power!
“Awake? I told the maid to make your favorite bloodberry pudding.”
“Mm, good morning, Lorevil.”
Noxia nodded, walked over to the table, sat down, and picked up a spoon to eat the pudding in small bites.
“Lorevil, I’ve been thinking. Since I can’t cultivate Blood Energy, then you work hard for me, okay?”
Noxia looked up, speaking seriously as she stared at Lorevil.
“Alright, I’ll train harder, reach Mid Third Rank as soon as possible, and then push for a higher Rank. But I have one condition.”
Lorevil said with a serious expression.
“What condition?”
Noxia blinked curiously and asked.
Lorevil paused, then understood Noxia’s intentions.
Since Noxia couldn’t cultivate, she was placing her hopes on Lorevil.
A sly smile tugged at the corner of Lorevil’s mouth as her gaze settled on Noxia’s slender waist.
“Once I successfully advance to Mid Third Rank, you have to wear the clothes I buy you next time.”
“What kind of clothes?”
Noxia asked innocently.
“Hehe, not telling you. You’ll find out then—I promise they’ll look great.”
Lorevil deliberately teased, reaching out to tap Noxia’s delicate nose.
Suddenly, Noxia realized something.
Her beautiful eyes widened, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she looked at Lorevil with shyness.
That’s right, Lorevil had already figured out her plan.
Earlier, the girl had heard Madam Sharon mention that the tailor shop under her name could customize all kinds of clothing.
Noxia’s white silk, black silk, and such could all be made to measure.
She could follow the styles she remembered—like Master Yixuan, Aunt Shenhe, and Ningguang—and make a few exquisite cosplay dresses.
Noxia wearing them would definitely be stunning.
Since there was still time before Academy classes, Lorevil decided to make a trip to Jingji.
After a few days away, Jingji’s headquarters had begun to take shape.
Jingji’s headquarters was still hidden in the workshop in Holy Blood City.
Pushing open the unremarkable door, passing through a corridor, and going up to the second floor, Lorevil arrived at the intelligence sorting area, then called Ira to the office.
Ira had become even more elegant.
She was already tall, and with the professional attire she wore, Lorevil’s eyes lit up.
If she hadn’t been born a commoner, Lorevil might have thought she was some noble young lady—a testament to Ira’s transformation.
“Lady Lorevil, why are you here?”
Ira asked with a hint of surprise.
“Nothing much, just checking on progress. You’ve worked hard.”
Lorevil said with a smile.
She had indeed been busy raising her strength at Holy Blood Academy these past few days, neglecting Ira’s work and the intelligence she had compiled.
Because she only had so much energy—spread thin, she could manage Holy Blood Academy but not the Thorn Group.
Fortunately, Ira was a management talent, or the Thorn Group would have fallen into chaos long ago.
“No hardship, it’s what I should do. Lady Lorevil’s strength is what matters most. Thorn needs your power to develop better! Thorn will also share your burdens!”
Ira’s words were tactful and made Lorevil feel extremely pleased.
Moreover, Ira wore the Thorn uniform, which was alluring and charming, and saying such things on top of that was simply lethal!
“Ahem…“
Lorevil touched her nose to hide her excitement.
She wondered how Noxia would look in this uniform—though she probably wouldn’t be any less impressive than Ira.
Just thinking about it made Lorevil look forward to it.
She skimmed through the compiled intelligence roughly, and her expression shifted slightly as her attention settled on one entry.
“What’s wrong?”
Ira, standing nearby, frowned her cute brows and asked.
Lorevil pointed at a piece of news and asked, quite surprised:
“Are there Blood Beasts around Holy Blood City too?”
This completely stunned her.
She had been relying on her original body’s memories all along and wasn’t aware of this.
“Yes, my lady might not know, but actually, a large number of Blood Beasts dwell in the wilderness outside Holy Blood City. Ordinary Vampires can’t even set foot there.”
Ira hadn’t expected Lorevil to be unaware of such basic knowledge, but she patiently explained.
“Even when leaving the city, the Holy Blood City guard will warn people not to approach high-risk areas.”
“I see, that’s really troublesome.”
Lorevil really didn’t know.
The original body’s memories only contained things about inside Holy Blood City—almost nothing about outside.
“The orphans our headmistress adopts are quite a few who drifted in from outside the city. It’s pitiful—some of their parents died out there too.”
Ira fell silent, her beautiful eyes dimming.
“Sorry, I brought up something painful for you.”
Lorevil saw this and spoke up to comfort her.
“That’s all in the past. Our family is very happy now.”
Ira hesitated for a moment, then responded with a smile.
“Then I’d like to know—what’s the difference between the Blood Beasts in the deep mountains and the ones in Holy Blood Academy’s Blood Hunting Ground?”
Lorevil changed the subject and asked.
“Well, the Blood Beasts in the deep mountains are far more ferocious than those in the Blood Hunting Ground.”
Ira picked up the thread, her voice turning serious.
“The Blood Beasts in the Blood Hunting Ground are mostly raised by the Academy, or controlled in some extremely special way, while the ones in the deep mountains have been—”