Leng Shiqi's group of four followed the two elders into the Bloodkill Hall.
However, the four of them were still a bit dumbfounded. They were clearly still in shock at the two elders' heaven-defying abilities.
When the people in the hall saw the two elders enter, they all stood up to welcome them.
Hateful Blade and Ink Frost lowered their heads slightly. Bone Devil immediately put away the bone in his hand and respectfully bowed. The others also bowed.
Old Blockhead casually waved his hand and condensed his voice into a line to explain the situation. Then he walked to a corner of the hall.
After hearing the two elders' words, everyone's gaze fell on Leng Shiqi.
As soon as Leng Shiqi entered the hall, he felt waves of gloomy air surge through his body, causing him to shiver.
At the same time, several pairs of eyes instantly fell on him. Although they were clearly invisible, they made him feel as if there was a substantial pressure on him.
It was as if there was a large stone pressing down on his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Leng Shiqi secretly circulated his spirit energy and felt a bit better. He raised his head and saw the three people at the front. He thought to himself, "According to the booklet, those three should be the pavilion master, Hateful Blade, the vice pavilion master, Ink Frost, and the disciplinary elder, Bone Devil.
As for those people, they should be the Blood Garment Pavilion's top assassins, the Netherworld Blood Garment Assassins! "
After the four of them stood still, Hateful Blade's cold voice rang out. "You already know about what happened on Bloodmist Island. From now on, the four of you are disciples of the Blood Garment Pavilion. Furthermore, the pavilion will use all of its resources to nurture you."
Hearing this, Leng Shiqi and the others didn't reveal any joy. This was because they had a question in their hearts. Just as Leng Shiqi was hesitating about whether or not to ask, Hengming asked.
"What do we need to pay?"
Hateful Blade's face was covered by a mask, so his expression couldn't be seen. He only said one word, "Loyalty."
"Disciple Yushu greets the pavilion master."
As soon as Hateful Blade finished speaking, Yushu directly knelt on the ground and said loudly.
"Disciple Hengming greets the pavilion master." Hengming quickly followed.
Leng Shiqi and Delta Aurigae looked at each other.
"Very good. In that case, Yushu, you will be my disciple."
After Hateful Blade finished speaking, Yushu's body suddenly trembled!
He raised his head in surprise. He understood that from now on, he was the direct disciple of the Pavilion Master!
With the Pavilion Master's personal guidance and an endless supply of cultivation resources, it was as if he could already see a bright future ahead of him!
He raised his head, cupped his fists and said, "Disciple pays his respects to Master!"
Hateful Blade gently waved his hand and did not speak.
Yushu obediently retreated to the side and secretly glanced at Leng Shiqi and the others.
He knew that among the four, Leng Shiqi and Delta Aurigae were the best, but the pavilion master chose him first, which made him feel strange.
"Delta Aurigae?
This girl is fated to be with me, so she will be my disciple. "Bone Demon's hoarse voice sounded. He had decided to take Delta Aurigae as his disciple.
Delta Aurigae stepped forward and said crisply, "Thank you, Master."
The last to speak was the Vice Pavilion Master, Ink Frost Ghoul.
He first looked at Leng Shiqi and then turned to look at Hengming. He seemed to be hesitating.
Leng Shiqi was also slightly nervous at this time. He was also a little uneasy that Hateful Blade and Bone Demon had given up on him one after another.
According to the information he knew, the three people with the highest authority in the Blood Garment Pavilion were the three above.
However, four of them had come out. If no one took in two disciples, then one of them would not be able to become a disciple of the highest authority.
The remaining person would have to become a disciple of one of the Underworld Blood Garment Assassins.
Although these people were also experts who could intimidate a region, there was still a big gap between them and the three above.
However, things would always develop in a bad direction. Ink Frost Ghoul chose Hengming in the end!
Leng Shiqi was the best in the Blood Mist Island's secret realm, but no one showed any interest in him!
Leng Shiqi sighed in his heart, but his face was still calm.
He might have less resources than the other three in the future, but he had the system. This mysterious existence made him confident that he would be stronger than them!
Then again, he might have more freedom if he became a disciple of one of the Underworld Blood Garment Assassins. It was not unacceptable.
Thinking of this, Leng Shiqi's face became even more calm.
Seeing Leng Shiqi like this, Old Wood and Old Bone had a trace of admiration in their eyes.
At this time, Hateful Blade said to the six Underworld Assassins, "You guys come."
"Whoosh!"
As soon as Hateful Blade finished speaking, one of them immediately stood up. His mask was a strong green demon.
"I see that this kid's body is very strong. He's very suitable to walk the path of body cultivation. I'll take him."
At this time, the person sitting in the third seat stood up and said, "Ridiculous. Green Demon, your broken technique made you neither human nor ghost. You still want to harm others?
Young man, I'm Leng You. You and I are quite fated. Why don't you become my disciple? "
Leng You's mask faintly showed a gloomy expression.
"Bullshit!"
At this moment, a deep voice suddenly came from outside the door. Then, a slightly plump man rushed into the hall in a hurry.
The person instantly appeared in front of Leng Shiqi. He put his hands on his waist like a woman on the street who was about to quarrel. However, when he saw the two old men, he immediately bowed deeply.
Old Bone nodded expressionlessly.
The person immediately put his hands on his waist again and said to Leng You without any politeness, "He's not fated to be your disciple. I want this kid!"
At this time, Leng Shiqi also saw that there were dozens of faces with different expressions on the mask on the person's face.
Upon closer inspection, those faces seemed to be alive. Some of their eyeballs were even moving slightly. It looked very strange and a little creepy.
Leng You's body suddenly emitted a trace of coldness, and said coldly, "Wu Xiang, what do you mean?"
"You don't understand what I mean?
Brainless thing. "
Wu Xiang muttered in a low voice. However, although his voice was low, everyone present could hear it very clearly.
Leng Shiqi couldn't see Leng You's expression, but he could imagine that Leng You's expression was not good at this moment.
"Wu Xiang, you dare to be so arrogant in front of the two pavilion elders and pavilion master?" Leng You said in a low voice.
Wu Xiang waved his hand and said, "Put away your little thoughts. In the Blood Clothing Pavilion, strength is respected. I'm stronger than you, so this kid will be my disciple.
If you're not convinced, the two of us can go out and fight. "
Leng You seemed to choke. After a while, she squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth. "Hmph, you only dare to be arrogant a little when Hua Liuyue isn't here."
Wu Xiang laughed, "Haha, you're using Hua Liuyue to pressure me. You should understand that as long as the two of us are here, you'll never be able to be arrogant."
"Enough."
Leng You opened her mouth to say something, but pavilion master Hen Dao spoke first.
Wu Xiang and Leng You immediately closed their mouths and returned to their seats. Wu Xiang casually sat in the first seat. The others also didn't say anything.
"This kid will be Wu Xiang's disciple. Disperse," ordered Hen Dao.
Leng Shiqi muttered inside, "This Wu Xiang doesn't seem very reliable …"
But before he could recover, one of his arms was suddenly grabbed, and then the scene in front of him rapidly flew away.
He had been directly dragged out of the Bloodkill Hall by Wu Xiang and disappeared in the blink of an eye!