New Ability Every Ten Days: Becoming a Vampire Made Me Too OP

When the night fell, Yu Xian sat outside his tent, basking in the moonlight. Past midnight, dark clouds gradually obscured the moon, and a thin layer of mist rose from the ground. Unable to bask in the moonlight anymore, he put his phone into his pocket, flipped upside down, and began doing handstand push-ups.

After joining the Wickedness Purging Squad under Qilin's banner, he was theoretically safe from assassination attempts by the Blood Race. Furthermore, as a vampire, he had an endless lifespan. As long as he dutifully basked in the sun, he could indeed live a life as relaxed as a "salted fish."

The issue was that while his name spelled backward read like "salted fish", he himself was not someone who merely sought pleasure and comfort. [1] Over the past two days, he had been reflecting on how he should live the rest of his life and what he should live for. Because his father had died of illness, he was terrified of death. Yet precisely because of this fear, he cherished and loved life more than anyone else.

Scenes from the school flashed through his mind. Students who once studied diligently, loved to fool around, were shy and quiet, or were cheerful and outgoing—all of them had become mutilated corpses in the end. Their faces still bore expressions of terror, faint traces of tears visible amid the bloodstains. All of it seared deep into his heart.

After reading through a vast number of case files, he felt as if he could see the heroes silently protecting the ordinary lives of the people, and young lives falling one after another in pools of blood. Jin Sheng had chosen to trust him unconditionally because his predecessors had used their very lives as cautionary lessons to pave a path for him.

An answer had crystallized in his heart. He wanted to become a beacon of light. He wanted to dispel the fear gripping everyone's hearts and protect the smiles on everyone's faces. To achieve this, he needed strength, overwhelming strength. Therefore, he had to become stronger, stronger, and stronger still!

Supporting his entire weight on a single finger, Yu Xian rapidly executed fingertip push-ups in a handstand position. "One thousand and five... one thousand and seven... and ten... and twenty..."

Right then, Jin Sheng returned, carrying a few oversized rats larger than adult countryside dogs. He stopped and glanced at Yu Xian. He waited for Yu Xian to switch hands, then stepped forward and gestured behind him, toward the school's sports field. "How about we head over there and spar a few rounds?"

Yu Xian's eyes lit up as he smiled. "Does this count as an internal training session?"

Jin Sheng smiled warmly. "You can look at it that way. Are you game?"

Yu Xian immediately flipped back onto his feet and clapped the dust off his hands. "Of course."

After handing the rats to the soldiers, Jin Sheng walked into the school grounds alongside Yu Xian. As they spread out across the sports field, Jin Sheng said, "I'll restrict my strength to that of the Insect-rank. Come at me."

Yu Xian nodded. "Then watch out, Captain."

He flicked his fingers in unison, sending a mass of silver threads rocketing toward Jin Sheng. Jin Sheng stood his ground, his fingers flaring with a faint golden light. As the silver threads closed in, he tapped them with precise timing, effortlessly deflecting every single one.

Eyeing the way Yu Xian's fingers manipulated the silver threads, Jin Sheng remarked, "Are those finger movements necessary? They are too obvious."

Yu Xian controlled the silver threads with his hands, making them whirl as their tips shot rapidly toward Jin Sheng. At the same time, he said, "This gives me better control over them. Silver threads fired from different parts of my body actually vary in agility. Those from my fingertips are the most agile, followed by the palm, wrist, forearm, elbow, and upper arm. Anything else is much harder to control."

Because he had limited Silver Blood, he had to focus the threads where he had the most control. This was exactly why his combat strength had plummeted after Zhou Tai severed his right arm. In the heat of battle, the difference between an agile silver thread and a stiff one was massive.

Jin Sheng casually dodged the incoming silver threads while talking without skipping a beat. "That's purely due to your lack of mastery. I've seen Marcus use the same ability. His silver threads were ever-changing and impossible to predict. He could even wrap himself in them to form a suit of silver armor. He's way ahead of where you are now."

Yu Xian’s eyes lit up. Defense really wasn't a vampire's strong suit. If he could weave the silver threads into armor, it would provide excellent protection. Maybe I should learn how to knit. In theory, it should be pretty much the same thing.

But right now, his priority was forcing Jin Sheng to make a move. Up until now, Jin Sheng had done nothing but defend, stopping his every attack with a single finger. Facing Jin Sheng didn't bring the overwhelming pressure that Zhou Tai did, but it vividly highlighted the massive gap in their actual combat experience.

Yu Xian continuously tested different angles to breach Jin Sheng's defense, but it was as if Jin Sheng had eyes in the back of his head. No matter where the attack came from, Jin Sheng effortlessly blocked them.

Realizing that continuing would only waste his energy, Yu Xian swiftly recalled all his silver threads. After a brief thought, he wove the silver threads around his hands, molding them into a pair of crude silver gauntlets. Then, he lunged at Jin Sheng. Whether it was ranged combat or close-quarters brawling, he wanted to extract as much knowledge from Jin Sheng as possible.

Jin Sheng smiled. "Good thinking."

He started taking things seriously. A faint golden light pooled in his palms, and he easily blocked Yu Xian's punches. The two traded blows across the sports field, though every exchange invariably ended with Jin Sheng tapping a single finger between Yu Xian's brows.

Mid-fight, Jin Sheng asked, "Have you studied martial arts before?"

Yu Xian replied honestly, "I've learned some online, but it doesn't seem to be very useful."

"The techniques on the internet are all meant for ordinary humans." Jin Sheng smiled. "We possess supernatural powers, so most moves aimed at weak points don't work on us. That's why you think they're useless. You have a long lifespan ahead of you, so you should absorb everything you can. As for technique? It's just a matter of grinding over time. You'll get there."

Through their sparring, Jin Sheng had already keenly noticed that Yu Xian was fundamentally different from ordinary vampires. Most vampires were incredibly weak during their first century. They could bully ordinary humans well enough, but compared to the vast majority of supernatural beings, they were no different from weaklings. That was the price they paid for immortality.

But Yu Xian was different. The sheer force behind every single one of his punches was absurd; fighting him felt like a head-on collision with a rhino.

Yu Xian's raw strength and speed had already reached the lower Ant-rank. He didn't look like someone who had just become a vampire at all. Instead, he felt more like one of those old monsters who had lived for two or three hundred years.

Jin Sheng parried Yu Xian's jab and smiled. "Alright, I've got a solid grasp on your strength now. Watch yourself."

The hairs all over Yu Xian's body stood on end. Danger!

He instantly threw himself backward. However, Jin Sheng seemed to have anticipated his every move, keeping up with Yu Xian as he retreated, refusing to let the gap between them widen at all. Then, Jin Sheng's fists blurred into a rapid barrage. Yu Xian saw the punches coming, but he simply couldn't block them.

One punch after another landed. At the end, Jin Sheng executed a brutal uppercut that launched Yu Xian into the air. "Tiger Style Fist Ultimate Technique, Lion's Majesty Aura!"

In mid-air, golden particles erupted from Jin Sheng's body, coalescing into a massive golden lion. With a single swipe of its paw, the lion slammed Yu Xian toward the ground.

Following a deafening crash, Yu Xian violently crashed into the ground. His bones were shattered, and he was unable to move.

1. 咸鱼 (salted fish) is read as xiányú in Chinese, while 余贤 (Yú Xián) is the character's name. When reversed, it sounds like "咸鱼" (xiányú). ☜