I'm 100 Million Stronger Than the Ancestor

Emerald City Private Hospital, a young girl dressed in gothic Lolita fashion, stood at the door of the hospital room.

Bodyguards surrounded her, and faint sobbing could be heard from inside the room.

Olivia Smith's eyes lowered slightly, a flash of red quickly disappearing from her gaze. Ignoring the bodyguards, she walked straight into the room, a faint, sweet metallic scent wafting past everyone's noses.

The bodyguard questioned, "Who are you? Do you know whose room this is?"

Before the bodyguard could touch Olivia, Hayden Thomas, who had been in a vegetative state for ten years, suddenly opened his eyes. He had been waiting for his savior.

Hayden shouted, "Don't touch her!"

The room was filled with Hayden's descendants, all looking at each other in confusion. His eldest grandson, Joshua Thomas, frowned and asked, "Grandpa, who is she?"

Joshua curiously examined Olivia.

The girl looked no older than eighteen or nineteen, definitely not an illegitimate child. Her features were strikingly delicate, her figure slender, with bright red lips and pale skin that gave her an almost otherworldly appearance. There was a faint scent of blood around her, but it wasn't repulsive.

Olivia ignored the people around her and walked straight to Hayden. She bit her fingertip, and under the astonished gazes of everyone, a drop of blood fell onto Hayden's lips.

Joshua was shocked and quickly pushed Olivia away. "If anything happens to my grandpa, I won't let you off!"

"Grandpa, are you okay?"

"Grandpa!"

"Great-grandpa!"

The room was filled with Hayden's descendants, all extremely anxious, some even crying.

The Thomas family, being the wealthiest in Emerald City, held immense power. Since Hayden became a vegetative state, the position of the family head had been vacant, and everyone wanted to claim it. But as long as Hayden was alive, no one dared to act recklessly.

Hayden controlled the economic lifeline of the Thomas family.

Hayden glared at Joshua, feeling Olivia's blood enter his mouth, his breathing gradually warming up.

Olivia was pushed aside by the crowd. She leaned lazily against the wall, her expression indifferent.

Hayden got up from the bed, and when Joshua tried to stop him, he was pushed away.

Hayden walked up to Olivia, his eyes filled with reverence as he looked at her still youthful face, tears welling up.

Then, in front of everyone, he slowly knelt, his voice respectful. "Hayden Thomas, fifth-generation blood servant of the Thomas family, greets the master."

Joshua was stunned and immediately tried to help him up. "Grandpa, how can you kneel to a young girl like her?"

"How dare you!" Hayden took a deep breath.

Olivia watched from the side, not even letting him get up, and sneered. "Hayden, it seems your descendants aren't as smart as you were in your youth."

Hayden replied, "It's my fault for not teaching them well."

Everyone was bewildered.

Olivia's posture was lazy, but she didn't let him get up. Instead, she said calmly, "Hayden, your life wasn't supposed to end. Why did you call for me?"

Hayden replied, "Everyone, leave. Chase Thomas, stay."

The people in the room looked at each other, their eyes filled with impatience and reluctance, but they had to leave due to Hayden's authority.

After the door closed, Olivia finally allowed Hayden to stand.

Chase helped him, the shock in his eyes still not dissipated.

Hayden stared intently at Olivia. She looked the same as before, except her skin was a bit paler, with no other changes.

Hayden said, "Master, I have found the second progenitor with whom you established a blood contract."

Olivia's eyes darkened, and she smirked. "Really? Where is he now?"

Hayden replied, "He's an illegitimate child of the Taylor family, Christopher Taylor."

Olivia pondered for a moment, then lazily said, "You can live for another year. We haven't seen each other for almost eighty years. Find me a place to stay."

Hayden replied, "Yes, I'll arrange it immediately."

Olivia nodded and looked at Chase, whose expression was complicated.

Chase was twenty-three, dressed very maturely, like an old-fashioned man. He wasn't too flustered upon seeing her.

Olivia asked, "Is he the heir you trained?"

"Chase is the most stable of this generation of the Thomas family, the most suitable candidate," Hayden answered, beckoning Chase over.

Chase stepped forward and bent down. "Great-grandpa."

Hayden looked at him kindly and said, "Good child, this is the secret our Thomas family has guarded for three generations. I will tell you more in time. Have you prepared everything I asked for?"

Chase answered, "Yes, everything is ready."

Hayden nodded. "Inform the Thomas family that in three days, we will return to the Thomas Mansion to choose a new head."

Chase agreed, unable to help but glance at Olivia. No matter how he looked at her, she seemed like a young girl. How could she command such respect from Hayden, who even called himself her servant?

Moreover, what shocked him the most was that even the most famous doctors in Emerald City had no solution for Hayden's condition, yet Olivia had revived him with just a drop of blood...

Was Olivia immortal?

How could there be an immortal person in this world?

Olivia just smiled and turned to Hayden. "Did something happen to Christopher that made you use your last years to call me back?"

Hayden sighed and shook his head, raising his hand to signal Chase to speak. "Christopher suddenly fainted. The hospital found no issues, and even the masters from the Metaphysics Sect couldn't find anything wrong. It's been over three months."

Chase added, "Christopher's mother begged great-grandpa. After visiting the hospital, great-grandpa also fell ill."

"Is it serious?" Olivia asked Hayden, "You've learned a lot from me. You shouldn't be helpless."

Hayden replied, "I can tell his soul is missing, but I can't retrieve it. There's also a highly malicious magic array cast on the Taylor family. If not for their generations of good deeds, they would have been..."

Olivia understood. She told Hayden, "You go rest. I'll take a look."

Hayden agreed and instructed Chase to take good care of Olivia. He bowed and then left.

Throughout, Hayden's attitude remained respectful.

Chase helped Hayden back to bed, then opened the door and left, heading for the elevator, with Olivia following behind.

Before entering the elevator, Olivia's cold voice reached his ears. "Don't take this. Use the stairs."

With that, Olivia headed straight for the stairs.

It was ten floors down, and the stairwell was empty. Olivia said calmly, "Your destined partner is coming. If you regret it now, there's still time. I won't force any of you."

Chase stopped, enduring the cold air, and asked her, "Why can't the heir marry or have children, and must remain chaste?"

This was what Chase couldn't understand. All the children of his generation followed this family rule, not engaging in any relationships until the head was chosen. He didn't understand why.

Olivia suddenly looked at him, their eyes meeting.

Olivia's pupils were entirely blood-red, her fangs slowly growing. Her voice was ethereal and distant. "Because, to form a blood contract, the other party must be completely pure, without any taint."