"Aahhh!"
Hun Yuanzi struggled in agony.
Gu He drove a rune into his brow.
"From today onward, you are my Soul Slave."
Hun Yuanzi's eyes turned vacant, and he then respectfully knelt on the ground.
Gu He nodded in satisfaction.
"Master."
He then sat upon the main seat of the great hall.
"You four will remain at Soul Hall headquarters and continue concealing your identities."
Long Ting's temples throbbed. Did this kid sneak out? Sure enough, children were the most terrifying—they loved playing in filthy gutters.
If he drank this whole bottle, he would definitely lose consciousness and might even end up in the hospital.
Although they immediately released their spiritual energy to protect themselves, the impact carried by the Alchemy Furnace fragments was far stronger than they had anticipated.
They had previously suspected the Jin Family, but the Jin Family had fallen, and his younger sister showed no intention of avenging them at all. It was truly baffling.
No matter who it was, no matter how strong they were or how high their status, the sect's rules still had to be obeyed honestly.
As a Kabaneri, regularly replenishing blood was necessary. However, Qin Tianci had yet to find a suitable blood donor in this derivative world, so he could only use horse blood as a temporary substitute.
Thus, nearly the entire world had fallen into an extremely terrifying situation. Only a small number of clear-minded people knew that this phenomenon had to be stopped.
In his view, one was the eldest uncle and the other was the eldest aunt. An elder brother was like a father; a younger brother's children were their children. That was President Huang's own way of thinking.
So after hearing these theories, Ning Fuchen did everything he could to commit them to memory. Yet reality