Idols

"No! We surrender! Please spare my sister! We surrender!" Blood Pool struggled to his feet, a trickle of blood running from the corner of his mouth. Qin Ye's kick had knocked out two of his teeth.

At the same time, the referee immediately announced the result.

"I declare the winners of this match to be the Seven Hearts Combination!"

"Woohoo! The Blood Night Combination finally lost!"

"Exactly! Those two kill people in the doubles matches every day. Their opponents don't even get a chance to surrender. I never thought they'd see this day themselves."

"Justice will prevail! Justice will prevail!"

Hearing the shouts from the audience, Blood Pool wished he could find a hole to crawl into.

He had not merely lost; he had suffered an utterly crushing defeat. Although Qin Ye had support from his teammate, Blood Pool knew that Ning Rongrong was more of an accessory than a teammate. Even if Qin Ye had stepped into the arena alone, Blood Pool would have had no confidence in defeating him.

This man's attacks were far too bizarre.

When Blood Pool raised his head, intending to take Blood Garment away to rest, he suddenly noticed that Qin Ye had not lowered his weapon. That chilling blade still rested against Blood Garment's neck.

"What are you trying to do? We've already surrendered! What more do you want?" Blood Pool shouted in agitation, advancing on Qin Ye as he roared.

"Stop." Qin Ye's emotionless command immediately rooted Blood Pool to the spot.

"When I said surrender, I wasn't talking about this match. What I want is your loyalty. Either you submit to me, or I'll rid the people of a scourge today and send you two murderous fiends to your deaths."

"You've killed so many people in the Soul Fighting Arena who wanted to surrender. Did you really think that when your own turn came, those two paltry words would save your lives?" Qin Ye took a White Jade Porcelain Bottle from his Soul Tool and casually tossed it to Blood Pool.

"Drink it, or I'll kill your sister." As Qin Ye spoke, he pressed his blade a little closer to Blood Garment, leaving a faint red cut across her fair neck.

Blood Pool uncorked the porcelain bottle and saw the murky black liquid inside. His instincts told him it was poison, but reason told him that if he refused to drink it, Qin Ye would definitely kill Blood Garment.

As long as the two of them had yet to leave the platform, Qin Ye was entitled to kill them.

"I'll drink it." Blood Pool took a deep breath, raised the porcelain bottle, tipped back his head, and swallowed every drop in one go.

"Tch!" A puckered grimace spread across Blood Pool's face, his brows knitting together until he looked like an old man covered in wrinkles.

Qin Ye smiled faintly at the sight, then lifted Blood Garment with one hand and tossed her to Blood Pool. "Catch."

Blood Pool hurriedly caught his unconscious sister in his arms and looked at Qin Ye in confusion. "You...?"

"Remember the decision you made today." Qin Ye paid Blood Pool no further attention and turned to leave the platform. "I don't like people who break their word. If I need you in the future and you dare refuse me, you know what the consequences will be."

"Rongrong, let's go."

"Coming! Wait for me, Brother Ye!" Ning Rongrong jogged over and took Qin Ye's arm, nuzzling against it coquettishly. "You're amazing, Brother Ye! I didn't even have to do anything. I just stood on the platform cheering you on, and we won. Looks like this Silver Soul Fighter medal isn't as hard to get as Dean Flender said. Hehe, but it's all because you're amazing. You're the strongest, Brother Ye!"

"Heh." Qin Ye smiled and stroked Ning Rongrong's head. When it came to winning affection, Ning Rongrong was a seasoned veteran. Otherwise, the two Titled powerhouses back home would never have spoiled her to the heavens.

"Don't say that. You actually helped me quite a lot. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's amplification truly is unmatched on the continent. Without you, that fight would have been much harder."

"Then I did really well?" Ning Rongrong blinked her big eyes, cute enough to melt anyone's heart.

"Yes." Qin Ye nodded, immediately taking the hint. "You'll get a share of tonight's reward too. Everyone did very well."

"Yay! You're the best, Brother Ye!"

Blood Pool watched Qin Ye and Ning Rongrong's affectionate retreating figures. They looked like a real brother and sister too. "This Qin Ye is so strange."

Blood Pool silently carried Blood Garment away, pondering the deeper meaning behind the bottle Qin Ye had given him. It had not contained poison at all, but aged vinegar sour enough to kill someone. When Blood Pool drank it, he had nearly had his tongue soured clean off.

"Why is he so certain Blood Garment and I will submit to him? Just because of a single display? I don't understand." Blood Pool shook his head in bewilderment.

"You don't understand?" An unfamiliar voice suddenly appeared in Blood Pool's mind.

"Who's there?"

Blood Pool's hair instantly stood on end, and cold sweat broke out across his back. He immediately looked around, but saw no one suspicious nearby. "Am I imagining things?"

"You're not imagining things." The heart demon's voice rang out again. This time, Blood Pool's consciousness was likewise pulled into that dark space, and his sister Blood Garment was there too.

Blood Garment was half-kneeling on the floor like a docile kitten, holding up her two catlike paws in front of her and repeatedly hissing at Qin Ye.

"It's you!" Blood Pool looked at the Qin Ye formed by the heart demon, and that terror from the depths of his heart surged back. "What exactly do you want?"

"I want your loyalty. Nothing more." Qin Ye raised his arm, and a gray-white domain instantly enveloped everything around them! It felt like a layer of icy steel needles piercing Blood Pool's heart, crushing him until he could barely breathe!

"This is... the legendary Divine Slaughter's Domain!" Blood Pool dropped to his knees like a subject kowtowing before an emperor, pressing his forehead firmly against the floor as cold sweat poured off him.

At that moment, Blood Pool submitted completely.

This was the genuine Divine Slaughter's Domain, and Qin Ye was a true Slaughter God of Slaughter City!

Slaughter City was the place the siblings yearned for most, and Slaughter Gods were the idols they worshipped above all others! Now that he had witnessed a living Slaughter God with his own eyes, Blood Pool felt he could die without regrets.

"This lowly one, Blood Pool, pays his respects to Lord Slaughter God!" Blood Pool kowtowed to Qin Ye over and over with heartfelt sincerity, not even caring when his forehead broke open.

"Enough. Get up." Qin Ye withdrew his domain. "I see that you siblings have decent talent and are worth putting to use. From now on, you'll follow me."

"Yes! This lowly one, Blood Pool, will obey your commands, my lord!" Blood Pool said, cupping his fist.

"Yay! Big Brother has joined Lord Slaughter God's side too! We can hunt together again. Meow." Blood Garment held up her paws and acted coy, looking as though Qin Ye had already trained her well.

As Qin Ye looked at the adoring siblings before him, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved upward. With these two fine blades, I'll have another layer of assurance whenever dirty, grueling work comes up.