The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

Yang Qiu decided to let go of everything around him and truly relax for once.    

    

There were still less than two months left until the trip to Fuxi Divine Palace. During this period of time, he would spend some time with the people around him.    

    

Yang Qiu had a feeling that all the mysteries would be explained and solved by the Trip To Divine Palace this time.    

    

The things that happened around him were getting weirder and weirder, and it was getting out of his control. This feeling was extremely unpleasant.    

    

The Blood Clan, Evil Ghost Clan, Martial Artist Alliance, and Cultivation Realm were all old monsters that lived in seclusion. All of them were entangled together. He had no idea what was going on.    

    

The feeling of constantly fleeing and being plotted against, being killed, or even wanted to kill made him feel very tired. He needed to relax and truly relax.    

    

His current status was not low. In Jiangnan, he was the undisputed number one. The entire Qing Gang and all the wealthy families surrounded him.    

    

It was the same in Beijing. He was the center of Qin family, Zhu family, Qing family, and even Number One Department.    

    

It was the same in Hong Kong. The Hu family had completely listened to his orders. Even the Rothschild Family had become his.    

    

With such a status, a single word from him could cause the entire world to go crazy. How glorious was that?    

    

However, Yang Qiu didn't have the slightest feeling of glory. His body and mind were constantly tensed, and he didn't relax at all.    

    

Because behind all of this, there was still a big hand that couldn't be seen or touched. It was holding a sword all the time. It was hanging above his head. He didn't know when it would fall down and cut off his head.    

    

Tomorrow was his trip to Hong Kong with the woman beside him. Before this, he didn't think about anything else. With the three laws, no matter how much Jiang Liufeng jumped around, he wouldn't be able to overturn the heavens.    

    

There was still one more thing on his hand that he needed to resolve.    

    

Arthur and Satan, these two loyal killers, Yang Qiu was ready to make them his true confidantes.    

    

There was also Situ Benlei from the Hong Sect.    

    

The entire Hong Sect had been cleansed. Jiang Liufeng had completely lost control of the Hong Sect. However, Situ Benlei wasn't the Sect Chief after all, and his strength was just too weak.    

    

During this period of time, he didn't have the time to care about Situ Benlei. He just threw it to Ji Qinghee. Now, he finally had some time to spare.    

    

He called Arthur and Satan over from Shang Hai and brought them into Hollow Jade Palace.    

    

Yang Qiu looked at their shocked eyes and said with a smile.    

    

"Arthur, Satan, I am very satisfied with your performance during this period of time. So, I am prepared to give you two choices. First, I will give you two complete freedom. You can take what I have given you, restore your freedom, and live the life you want. "    

    

Arthur and Satan exchanged a look at the same time.    

    

To be honest, they were still somewhat unconvinced when they were subdued by Yang Qiu in the beginning, but as things happened one after another in front of them, they had completely become Yang Qiu's most loyal servants.    

    

Being able to obtain freedom was naturally a good thing. However, for people like them, the exciting life was their real purpose in life.    

    

Their previous wealth was already enough for them to spend their entire lives extravagantly. Why did they continue to be assassins?    

    

Wasn't it just for excitement?    

    

Satan did not speak, but Arthur said with some dissatisfaction:    

    

"Dear boss, are we no longer of any help to you?"    

    

Yang Qiu smiled faintly and continued to say:    

    

"This is only one of the options. There's another option. I'm a cultivator, and I'm sure you all know about it. However, I can't turn you all into cultivators as well. So, are you all willing to become. . . Vampires? "    

    

Arthur and Satan were flabbergasted.    

    

Vampires?    

    

This kind of legendary monster, as Westerners, was simply too unfamiliar to them.    

    

Yang Qiu saw their expressions and guided them.    

    

" Don't be afraid. The vampires in the legends are different from the ones in the real world. The Blood Clan treats you like the ordinary people and cultivators of eastern world. They are not evil. They are extremely powerful and have a long lifespan. As long as you are willing to become the Blood Clan, you can live for at least a few thousand years. "    

    

Arthur and Satan were ordinary people after all. Even though they had witnessed the miraculous means of Yang Qiu and the people around him, they were still able to live for a few thousand years. They were naturally afraid of vampires.    

    

At this moment, a strange voice suddenly sounded in the room. Griffith and Gladius appeared at the same time. Two Blood Mists rolled up the two of them and soared into the sky. Arthur and Satan stood in the air blankly. In front of their eyes, two giant bats with a wingspan of more than a thousand meters suddenly appeared. Then, they carried a very strong blood Qi, which was incomparably powerful. It was incomparably majestic, yet it also carried an evil and terrifying aura.    

    

Before the two of them could realize what was going on, Griffith and Gladius had bitten their necks at the same time. As Blood Gods, a drop of their blood essence had been injected into their bodies.    

    

The descendants of vampires did not rely on procreation, but on this strange method. Of course, if a vampire killed just to absorb blood, it would not make an ordinary person a vampire. Instead, it had to be fed back a drop of blood.    

    

Ordinary vampires wouldn't waste their own blood to develop their descendants.    

    

Arthur and Satan had obtained the blood essence of two Blood Gods. This would allow them to at least become Blood Gods in the future.    

    

The two drops of blood essence had completely changed their bodies. Their blood, bones, muscles, tendons and even hair and marrow had been completely wrapped by the blood essence. Their hearts had suddenly turned into a blood machine. The violent beating rate had reached a terrifying extent.    

    

The output of the blood was simply like a torrential river. The clothes on the two of them, which were originally top-grade defensive artifacts, exploded at the same time. Countless smelly black, dirty sweat flowed out of their bodies, and a brand new body seemed to have been reborn amidst this dirty sweat.    

    

Arthur and Satan howled miserably. Their strength rose rapidly from the lowest baron of Blood Clan to the duke, and then to the prince. Finally, they stopped at the peak of the prince and were about to break through to the emperor realm.    

    

Arthur and Satan instantly understood. They looked at each other in shock, and then their muscles and bones felt numb.    

    

Whoosh!    

    

On their backs, a pair of wings that were a hundred meters long spread open at the same time, and most of them turned into huge golden wings.    

    

These two men were the descendants of the Twelve Blood Gods. According to their seniority, they were the fourth generation of the Blood Clan. Even Solomon had to call them 'ancestors' when he saw them.    

    

All the information about the Blood Clan appeared in Arthur and Satan's mind. They spent more than half an hour to digest all the information. Then, both of them knelt respectfully in front of Griffith and Griffith at the same time.    

    

"My great ancestor, my father, what orders do you have?"