Compared to those warlocks who had talent but no backing, Leilin was far more well-off.
He had the Chip as his trump card, giving him learning and operational abilities that far surpassed those of ordinary wizards.
These translated into productivity, earning him sufficient resources to supply his cultivation, daily life, and research.
So he didn't need to seek support from great families like other wizards did, obtaining necessary materials and academic knowledge from them.
In fact, because he harbored too many secrets, he had to remain as solitary as possible, hiding even more of his mysteries in the darkness.
So he had never entertained thoughts of seeking a mate. Sometimes sleeping with women was merely going through the motions, or simply to satisfy his own needs.
If Friel really tried to lure him with a Hall Gem, that would genuinely give him a headache.
But fortunately, he now had something the other party urgently needed, so he didn't need to agonize over it.
And although the
"How is it? Satisfied with the exchange?"
Kashia pouted petulantly. "If that's still not enough, then add the two of us. After all, Friel is already prepared to go all out to get the Bloodline Crystal…"
"That's more than enough!" Leilin nodded, pretending he hadn't heard the latter half of Kashia's words. "Please wait a moment, both of you!"
He stood up and turned into another corridor.
After Leilin left, the two female warlocks immediately relaxed.
Although they knew the entire
Moreover, these two women seemed to harbor a vague hope that their conversation would be relayed to Leilin through the Tower Spirit.
"Well? Feeling relieved now?"
Kashia languidly collapsed onto the soft sofa, her split lower robe faintly revealing two snow-white thighs.
"Mm!" Friel let out a breath of relief, yet there seemed to be a sense of loss lingering in her heart.
"Actually, the Bloodline Crystal can at most delay bloodline degeneration for a century, and then it becomes inevitable. Moreover, the effect of using Bloodline Crystals repeatedly will plummet — eventually becoming completely ineffective!"
Kashia seemed to be tempting Friel. "So the most reliable method is still to absorb fresh blood! And with Leilin's bloodline purity, your family wouldn't need to worry about this for the next several hundred years!"
"Why don't you do it then?" A blush rose on Friel's face, but she retorted without backing down.
"I naturally want to, but you've seen it yourself — he doesn't buy into any of that. What can I do?"
Kashia sighed, stepped forward a few paces, and lifted Friel's chin with her fingertip. "Such a beautiful, pure warlock, and that boy still doesn't fancy her. I really wonder if he's made of stone?"
"Sister Kashia isn't bad either…" A glimmer of amusement flashed through Friel's eyes as she placed both hands on the other's waist.
"Looks like I'll have to teach you a lesson this time…" Kashia grinned wickedly and planted a kiss on Friel's lips.
"…"
Watching this scene through the Tower Spirit, Leilin was rendered somewhat speechless.
These female warlocks were truly wild and knew how to have fun. They would stop at nothing to win him over.
Unfortunately, because he needed to control his own bloodline, he could look but not touch — which left Leilin feeling somewhat frustrated.
"However…" A mischievous smile appeared at the corner of Leilin's lips.
Previously he had been afraid that those female warlocks might use some technique or witchcraft to steal his bloodline, which was why he hadn't dared to sleep with them. But ever since obtaining the Quicksand Organization's bloodline synthesis research data, his understanding of bloodlines had deepened considerably.
Given a little more time, he was certain he could develop a technique to firmly guard his bloodline essence, preventing any leakage of his life seed. And paired with the Chip, even if every single one of those female warlocks was a succubus, they wouldn't get a thing from him.
When that time came, the expressions on those warlocks' faces — having lost both the lady and their soldiers — would surely be quite the spectacle.
As for now?
Watching the fiery scene on the screen, Leilin felt his blood run hot.
It seemed he would need to instruct Gubler to purchase some beautiful female slaves to cool off.
Leilin had always refused to deny himself. All pleasures had to be the finest, in every aspect.
After all, what meaning was there in eternal life if one couldn't fully enjoy its pleasures?
Though he was quite interested, Leilin still waited gentlemanly for over a dozen minutes before re-entering the parlor.
The parlor had long been tidied up. Even the clothes on both ladies were impeccably neat, without a speck of dust, and their expressions were perfectly calm — as if nothing had happened during that time, and they had simply been quietly awaiting their host's return.
Leilin smiled and slightly twitched his nose.
In the air, he caught a very particular scent — carrying a faint fragrance, along with a more distinctive aroma that he was all too familiar with.
Seeing his action, a blush crept onto Kashia and Friel's faces.
And only when he saw that Kashia was about to jump up in fury did Leilin smile, cease his silent provocation, and place a silver tray on the round table.
"This Bloodline Crystal is my last remaining stock. If I didn't lack a family behind me, I really wouldn't have been willing to trade it…"
In truth, as he spoke, both women's gazes had already been drawn by the intense blood-red glow emanating from the Bloodline Crystal.
"Thank you so much for your generosity, Leilin! May our friendship last forever!"
When it came to serious matters, all trace of Friel's earlier shyness vanished, replaced by an expression of utmost sincerity.
"Mm-hmm!" Kashia nodded approvingly from the side, then looked at Leilin with eager eyes. "Teacher
Looking at this senior sister whose eyes were practically glowing with light, Leilin could only shake his head with a wry smile.
…
"Leilin, the teacher asked me to pass along a message: be careful recently. If you have no particular business, don't leave the Ouroboros Ring's area of control…"
At the moment of parting, Kashia whispered in Leilin's ear.
"Hmm?!" Leilin was startled, then his mind raced. "Is this about the demon hunter Ganlier?"
"Yes. He is a Morning Star Wizard after all. Even if his pride won't allow him to act personally, just the hint of his displeasure is enough to draw many wizards eager to curry his favor — especially those from the City of Sin. They're absolutely insane…"
A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Kashia's mouth. "It's not just you.
"Understood. I was actually planning to rest for a while anyway. The Wizard Tower has just been completed, and there are many experiments I haven't had time to start… For the next few decades, I won't be leaving here!"
After a long silence, Leilin smiled and nodded.
"Good!" Kashia had been most worried that this junior brother might act rashly out of youthful impetuousness and stir up trouble outside, but it seemed Leilin was being perfectly rational, which put her at ease.
She gave Leilin a final embrace before leaving with Friel.
And only after watching the two female warlocks' figures disappear from sight did the smile on Leilin's face gradually fade, replaced by a sinister expression.
"Morning Star Wizard… Ganlier, was it?"
He had already been an adult before transmigrating, with experiences far richer than those of ordinary wizards. He certainly wouldn't let pride drive him to rashly venture out and invite danger — that was something only fools and hotheads would do.
When it was time to hole up, Leilin had no qualms about hiding inside a safe shell.
As for reputation and honor? When one's life was at stake, they meant nothing at all.
However, the pettiness and vindictiveness of a Morning Star Wizard still left Leilin quite displeased — especially thinking about how the other party had struck without saving face last time. If Leilin hadn't been prepared in advance and called in his mentor Gilbert as backup, he might very well have perished right then and there.
"The great Morning Star Wizard, like the stars in the sky — brilliant and radiant, seemingly eternal…"
Leilin gazed in the direction of the City of Sin, a cold smile forming on his face.
"But even a sun star has the day it will be extinguished. The demon hunter Ganlier… I very much look forward to the moment you fall from the sky…"
In his heart, Leilin had already silently resolved that once his strength surpassed the other party's, he would deliver the latter's fate of death.
…
Of course, on the surface, Leilin showed nothing. After learning of Kashia's warning, he kept an extremely low profile, holed up inside his Wizard Tower, rarely even visiting the headquarters.
On one hand, there truly was much work to be done — many experiments and tasks that needed attention. But the greater reason was still the materials in his possession.
The wizards coveting what he held were far more than just Friel.
But fortunately, he was now a Third-rank Vaporization Wizard, considered upper echelon within the organization. And with the Wizard Tower, his area of influence could rival that of a Crystallization Wizard — not just anyone could push him around.
Moreover, for the sake of a few items on the surface, offending a promising young man like him — many wizards would think twice about whether it was worth the cost.
Thus, his days passed in relative peace.
Of course, this was all because the resources he had secretly instructed Tannasha to carry had not been exposed. Otherwise, no amount of courtesy would apply — and even several Morning Star-level warlocks would make their move!
He naturally wanted to sell those things as soon as possible to avoid being coveted, since they were merely a drop in the bucket compared to his actual haul. But selling too easily would invite suspicion, so he kept delaying.
After a year, Leilin finally found an opportunity to consign the remaining high-energy biological remains and other items in his public inventory to the Ouroboros Ring's auction at a high price. In the end, Lusi bought everything.