Pei Yan looked at Little Vlad with suspicion, feeling that he might be exaggerating the truth. Seeing his expression, Little Vlad chuckled lightly, "Even setting aside the difference in bloodline hierarchy, in terms of actual strength, I am no match for my father. Oh! I shouldn't say it like that." He paused hesitantly, "If I use the Divine Artifact given by my teacher and receive full cooperation from the three Round Table Knights, I might have a sliver of hope to win, but it's very slim! Pei Yan, after gaining these abilities, I once thought of challenging my father, but when I saw him again, I realized how foolish my idea was. This sense of helplessness, apart from my teacher and father, I only felt on you, but that's only after our clash! Before we fought, although I knew I would lose, I never thought it would be such a miserable defeat. But facing my teacher and father, I didn't even have the courage to strike. That wasn't just the psychological pressure of the father-son hierarchy built over the years; it's a real difference in strength."

"Oh?" Pei Yan perked up immediately, interested in her sincerity. He clapped his hands and asked, "Then in your eyes, who is stronger between me and your father?"

"Do you want me to be honest?" Little Vlad tentatively asked.

"Of course, speak honestly without reservation," Pei Yan replied straightforwardly.

Little Vlad shrugged helplessly, "If you asked me this question before, I would definitely laugh at your overconfidence. But now, I can't be sure. Your performance in the arena clearly held back. However, if you insist on knowing who would win, I still think it's my father."

Little Vlad faced the disdainful gazes of some people in the room, with eyes determined and proud, "His strength is second only to my teacher in my heart. I know you disdain this, but our Blood Race has our own ways to deal with enemies. And…" At this point, Little Vlad looked at Pei Yan playfully, "Consider this my advice: don't underestimate those who ally with Blood Slaughter. From what I know, what you've seen is just the tip of the iceberg. Including my father, the top figures among several major dark forces have undergone secret transformation by Blood Slaughter. Otherwise, why do you think our family risks annihilation to ally with Blood Slaughter?"

"You don't need to remind me; I've never underestimated them." Despite this, Pei Yan and the others kept this critical information in mind. Then, Pei Yan grinned and teased, "After all, you're still father and son. No matter how dissatisfied you were with your father previously, in your heart, you still admire him greatly. To protect your father, you've even concealed the method to break the curse. Aside from the two methods you mentioned, isn't there another way? If the Curser dies, the Blood Curse will be naturally lifted, right?"

Little Vlad's face turned pale upon hearing Pei Yan's words. He quickly realized something and turned angrily towards Du Guangyuan, "Did you tell them? Haha! It seems you really stop at nothing for revenge. But didn't you tell them the risks involved? Indeed, someone who betrays once will betray a second time!"

These words left Du Guangyuan, the inexplicably implicated party, in confusion. Even others in the room became immediately alert. Pei Yan exchanged glances with Gu Shenghui, Ye Ruozai, and others, all recognizing the hidden meaning in Little Vlad's words. Pei Yan controlled his emotions, pretending to be calm, and asked, "What's wrong with this plan?"

"Of course, there is!" Little Vlad said, showing a rare sarcastic expression to mock Pei Yan, "Didn't expect even you, Pei Yan, would be too smart for your own good, taken as a tool for revenge. Yes! Killing the Curser can lift the Blood Curse, but that's if you can do it before they react. Do you think you can silently kill my father, a top expert of the Blood Race? You cannot! Even a Lord of the Plane can't do it!"

As Little Vlad spoke, the expressions of those in the room gradually became stiff. Seeing this, Little Vlad became even more proud, "If you can't achieve it, then let's go down together. If pushed to the brink, my father will directly trigger the Blood Curse's explosion. No matter how you freeze time, it won't help."

"If this person is sealed across planes, can your father still trigger the Blood Curse?" Pei Yan asked with a dark expression, his voice lowered.

"If you think you can evade the Blood Curse's disturbance by crossing planes, then you underestimate my family. We are considered, among the four major planes, one of the most untouchable and troublesome families. This Blood Curse creates a bloodline link between the Caster and the cursed, it transcends space! Otherwise, why do you think we kept Du Guangyuan's child? Is it just for revenge? No, by relying on his bloodline, we can use the Blood Race's Secret Technique to locate Du Guangyuan, regardless of where he is, through the bloodline. But later we found out that Du Guangyuan was arrested and imprisoned by your Investigation Department, so a direct confrontation wasn't worth it, and this plan was temporarily shelved."

"So, do you understand now?" Little Vlad said, bracing himself against the wall to stand up, walking to Pei Yan and pointing behind him at Du Guangyuan, "You got played! He doesn't care about your companion's lives; he just wants to use you to trigger a fight between the Investigation Department and our family, ensuring your friends die regardless of who wins! Get it?"

"But it was your teacher K who told us about the method to lift the Blood Curse." Pei Yan remained silent for a while, after a debate with the one inside him, he raised his head, looked at Little Vlad, and sneered, "It was your teacher K."

"What?" Little Vlad was eager to see Pei Yan angrily deal with Du Guangyuan after exposing his plot, but hearing this left him a bit dumbfounded, suspecting he'd heard wrong, he couldn't help but ask again.

"The one who assisted us in sealing Ye Jiumu's body was your teacher K. The one who told us about the Blood Curse's characteristics and how to break it was also your teacher K. He told me that as long as your father is killed, the Blood Curse will naturally be lifted. Now, do you understand?"

After Pei Yan pointed at his chest, telling the truth word by word, Little Vlad's expression became dazed, he stepped back a few steps and slumped against the wall, murmuring, "How, how, how is this possible?"

Not paying attention to the dumbfounded Little Vlad, Pei Yan, knowing the truth, paced back and forth in the room. Finally finding nowhere to vent, he kicked a chair beside him, swearing, "Damn it, almost fell into his trap, got hit by his one-stone-three-birds scheme!"

It wasn't just Pei Yan who was cursing; Lin Junzhao inside him, having heard Little Vlad's confession, was equally in a state of rage.