Giving You Benefits (Part 2)

Wumu yelped in fright, a massive dog's nose shoving its way out of the ventilation window, completely blocking the small opening. He shrieked, "Alright, old Daoist, you win! I can become this little guy's servant, I can become his follower! But, little guy, you have to promise me you won't mess with me on purpose, you won't deliberately harm my interests, right?"

Yin Xuege stood on tiptoe and gently touched Wumu's nose. Five streams of blood shot out from his fingers, and he fiercely clawed at Wumu's nose, tearing five deep bloody gashes on its tip. Amidst the spraying blood, Wumu let out a hoarse scream, while Yin Xuege coldly snarled, "Lord Wumu, if you wanted to waste time, you've succeeded!"

"People from the Great Berlin City-State could discover the commotion here at any moment. I don't want to be surrounded by their heavy troops and then thrown into a prison cell!" Yin Xuege snapped impatiently. "Do you have any other choice now? Become my follower, and then fight for me. You have no other option!"

"You damn, damn thing!" Wumu roared in anger. "Yin Xuege, you're just like your perverted mother, turning your back on people! Bastard, I knew it, how could the son of that crazy woman be a good person?"

Jiang Tuochen impatiently raised the Green Steel Sword in his hand. Just as Yin Xuege had said, the anomaly in the Blood Prison could be discovered at any moment, and he couldn't waste too much time here. After all, the Jiang family had come to the Great Berlin City-State for matters that required the help of the local powers, and he couldn't let the people of the Great Berlin City-State know that it was people from the Jiang family who had rescued a major criminal from the Blood Prison.

Sensing a trace of chilling killing intent from Jiang Tuochen's Green Steel Sword, Wumu hurriedly shouted, "I swear, I'll offer my Essence Blood right now! Damn it, can't you guys act like gentlemen? Fine, fine, I'm willing to become this little guy's follower. I'll tear apart anyone who opposes him, I'll gnaw off their heads!"

A blood droplet, the size of a thumb and covered in a faint silver glow, spurted from Wumu's mouth.

Jiang Tuochen quietly chanted an incantation, bit his finger, and rapidly wrote nine talismans in the air. These nine blood talismans emitted a dazzling glow, quickly merging into the Essence Blood offered by Wumu. They guided this drop of blood to transform into a lifelike, thumb-sized silver wolf's head, which then let out a low growl and swiftly merged into Yin Xuege's forehead.

Yin Xuege felt a powerful soul suddenly connect with his own. That soul was hundreds of times stronger than Yin Xuege's current self, but Yin Xuege sensed that as long as he had a thought, that soul would turn to dust!

No matter how distressed Wumu was, no matter what he thought, he had become Yin Xuege's person! Not just a follower, this state where his soul's life and death were completely controlled by Yin Xuege's hands meant that Wumu had actually become Yin Xuege's Blood Servant!

The so-called follower was merely a fig leaf for Wumu, allowing him to retain a shred of dignity and face.

"Now, can you let me out?" Wumu's tone became very strange, pitiful, yet with an indescribable ferocity. His teeth gnashed audibly, and a few sparks even flew from his mouth as they ground against each other!

Jiang Tuochen smiled and nodded. Two paper figures dragged the jailer, quickly opening Wumu's cell door.

A low wolf howl echoed. Wumu, over three meters tall, covered in silver fur, resembling a giant wolf walking upright, burst out of the prison cell, leaving dozens of afterimages in his wake. He leaped onto the tunnel wall as fast as lightning, running back and forth parallel to the ground on the wall more than ten times before landing joyfully beside Yin Xuege and placing a paw heavily on Yin Xuege's shoulder.

His ghastly green eyes fixed on Yin Xuege for a moment. Wumu smacked his lips and, with a sigh, licked his nose bridge with his long tongue.

"Alright, alright, just a little Sunwalker? Lord Wumu isn't at too much of a disadvantage! Let's get out of here quickly. Lord Wumu has been imprisoned here for twenty-five years, and I can't wait to breathe the air of freedom!"

Shaking Yin Xuege's slender frame vigorously, Wumu grinned widely, baring his teeth.

"So, Young Master Yin Xuege, from now on, Lord Wumu's food, drink, and all his needs will depend on you? Don't worry, Lord Wumu isn't someone who indulges in extravagance. I am a very frugal, simple, and self-disciplined person. I won't put too much financial pressure on you!"

Wumu laughed triumphantly, and at the height of his glee, he couldn't help but let out a long howl towards the sky.

Jiang Tuochen glanced at Wumu's tall physique, and his brow furrowed slightly. Wumu's strength exceeded his expectations. This garrulous, seemingly unreliable big wolf, his strength had actually reached this level?

"Kill everyone on this level of the Blood Prison. No witnesses must remain. Quickly!" Jiang Tuochen surveyed Wumu and then issued the order for a cover-up.

Angry screams erupted from dozens of prison cells simultaneously. The prisoners confined to this level of the Blood Prison were all the most dangerous and vicious thugs. Jiang Tuochen intended to silence them all, and they all became agitated, shouting and cursing.

Amidst this cacophony of curses, a withered, pale arm suddenly reached out from the prison cell next to Yin Xuege. The owner of this arm called out to Yin Xuege in a hoarse whisper.

"Hey, young disciple of the Yin Clan, have these Easterners let me out! It won't take them much time, and they still have enough time to let me out! As a reward, I can bestow upon you three drops of my Essence Blood! I am a powerful Duke, and you should know what a Duke's Essence Blood means to a young disciple!"

Yin Xuege's body suddenly trembled, and he instinctively looked at the withered, pale arm.

A Blood Demon Duke's Essence Blood?

There was no young Blood Demon disciple who could refuse such a temptation. Even Yin Xuege, even Yin Xuege who was eager to escape this Blood Prison, could not refuse such a temptation!

"Three drops? No, if you're willing to give more, and swear that you won't bother me afterward, and will never leak this matter through any means, then I can agree to your request!"

Yin Xuege's eyes had turned completely blood-red, and his heart began to pound violently. (To be continued)