Chapter 136: Romaro the vampire The vampire was named Romaro. He was a Martial Saint before he found the ultimate path of becoming stronger, far stronger than his current strength, to break through his limit even without possessing a spirit soul. Yes, he had found the path of becoming a slave of a great entity from the upper realm. One night,he was trying to rape a girl, but a cultivator was passing by that alley on that night. He pummelled him very badly. Even though he was a Martial Saint, he couldn’t hold a candle in front of that cultivator. That man broke all of his bones and left him on the verge of death. Even the girl he wanted to rape kicked him before leaving that place. He was infuriated.He wanted nothing more than to kill that cultivator and violate that girl in the most brutal way. He hated himself for being too weak and not able to fight that cultivator. On the verge of death, he performed a ritual with his soul as the bargaining chip to gain the favor of someone from the demon realm or anyone from the upper realm. He learned that ritual process from a dilapidated house, whose owner was a cultist. He never dared to perform that ritual before, but when death finally knocked at his door, he performed that ritual. He wanted to see a miracle. And bingo. A portal opened in front of him. He could see a grand figure sitting on a grand throne. He couldn’t see his face though, but the pressure he felt was like the entire world pressing him down on the ground. He then heard the divine being’s commanding voice. "I can grant you what you desired for your whole life, power, absolute power. But you have to exchange something else besides your own soul to reach that level." He immediately agreed. He didn’t even bother to ask the terms and conditions. And instantly, his soul had formed a pact with that entity. A vast amount of death energy gushed out from that portal and entered his body, and his entire being changed. Evolved from a mortal to something far stronger. He became a vampire, the king of the night. All he had to do was to offer a soul every night. The more souls, the more power he would have. He even got two ghost servants as a parting gift. Then from onward, he started massacring town and village after village. Then he found out that cultivator and killed him by eating his flesh while he was still alive. He enjoyed that agonising scream of that man. He also killed that girl, after raping her 10 days continuously. She was just a mortal girl. He fullfilled all his nasty desires after getting the powers he yearned for. He started to like the massacre as he could swallow the flesh and blood of his prey. His two ghost servants could take their vital energy, and he could offer the soul to his master. His master preferred virgin women the most, then young women, virgin or not, and after that, children. In just three years, he reached this level of power. From a puny Martial Saint to becoming an existence even the ancestors of the top sects might not be his opponent. Besides, he was still getting stronger every day. It was an ultimate cheat. Today, his two servants told him a new specimen had come here. It was an extremely handsome young man with tremendous vitality, probably a Martial Saint prodigy. He licked his lips. He reached the base of the inn and the two receptionists bowed to him. "Master, he is in the VIP room. Master, can you let us play with him a little bit more today? Please master." They both smiled seductively. Romaro just tore off their dresses and started pressing their breasts and smirked. "You nasty little sluts. You are ghosts, still you are so horny. You can play with him, but don’t you dare do anything out of the line. I want his flesh and blood intact." The receptionists just smiled even more seductively. "Sure master." "Let’s go." The three of them reached in front of the VIP room. One among the ghost went infront of the door and knocked. "Mr. we have something important to tell you. Can you open the door?" Ethan was watching this three pieces of trash from the room and just smiled when he heard the door knock but didn’t reply. The ghost knocked again but still no reply. She became angry. That little bastard didn’t eat the food yet? How can he sit still after hearing the seductive voice of a young maiden after taking that much aphrodisiac? Romaro retreated his hand from her breast and had a serious look on his face. "Something is wrong. Break the door." The ghost immediately kicked the door, but it didn’t even budge. "What the hell? With my power, this entire town can be erased in a single blow. How come this door didn’t break?" The ghost was full of confusion. Romaro came in front of the door and punched. The entire building was blown away, except that VIP room. It was still standing as good as ever. Besides, the whole building was turned into dust, so the room was literally floating in the air. Romaro’s face changed immediately. "We are facing something unusual. Stay on your guard." Then he roared at the room. "Why don’t you come out and face me if you are so capable? Why are you hiding in that room?" Ethan didn’t say anything. He just increased the range of his domain. Instantly, all three of them were captured inside the domain. Romaro immediately found out that his connection with his master was lost. As he was not a true cultivator, he depended on his connection with his master to use his spirit energy. The energy reserve in his body was very little. Romaro started panicking a bit. He heard the sound of the door opening. Then the door was opened all of a sudden. A man slowly came out from that room with a hum. Ethan looked at Romaro and said, "You are not a real vampire, are you? How the fuck did you become an abomination?" He had a curious look on his face. The moment Romaro heard this, his face changed from his little unease to extreme anger. He roared at Ethan, "Bastard, don’t talk bullshit. I am a real vampire. Romaro Reon. You will die a horrible death for your audacity." "Oh? You think you are worthy to say such grand words, you filthy abomination?" Ethan taunted him again. This was Romaro’s life’s one and only regret. He could not become a true vampire. The true vampires were a noble race,he heard. He was just an abomination created by his master for his test. He tried to ask his master many times if he could become a real vampire or not. His master said,if he served him well for the next 50 years and fullfill his duty, not only he would become a real vampire,but also a high ranking one. A vampire Lord.