Wan Gu Master stared at Zhou Qian, his eyes seeming to pierce through his very soul. This kid was obviously the type who feared death. Two of his five disciples were already dead. Even if he successfully refined the Blood Soul Pill and got out, he couldn't be completely alone. After all, many things were inconvenient for him to do himself, and he was used to being served. What moved Liu Xiao the most, however, was that Zhou Qian could bring him more people.
"Do you truly wish to join my Blood Soul Hall?"
"Absolutely. I have already witnessed the power of the Blood Soul Technique. I am willing to serve you faithfully. As long as you leave me some scraps when you feast, that is all I ask."
"HAHA, good. I like clever ones. Eat this, and you will be my disciple."
With a wave of Wan Gu Master's hand, the ropes on Zhou Qian's body snapped, and his limbs were freed. A blood-red Pill floated before him.
