Fang Xin’s delicate body trembled, her chrysanthemum tightened, and her basket shrank.
Her hand, reaching into the ring,
clearly felt a cold hand press against hers, interlocking fingers with Fang Xin’s.
A chilling aura swept over her.
Fang Xin was enveloped in this icy presence,
as if she had fallen into the Avici Hell.
Gusts of cold wind blew out from the blood-red ring.
A confused, hoarse voice emerged from within.
“Who is summoning me?”
Fang Xin steadied her mind.
After a brief thought, she pulled towards herself.
The first thing to emerge was a powerful arm covered in bloodstains.
Immediately after, the other party’s shoulder and head successively emerged from the blood-red ring.
As Fang Xin pulled, half of the other party’s body came out.
It looked around in confusion.
Fang Xin pulled again.
The other party was completely pulled out of the blood-red ring.
Fang Xin looked at the undead in front of her.
It was about two meters tall.
Its physique was robust, like an iron tower, its expression blank, long hair draped over its shoulders, wearing tattered armor, with four short halberds on its back and a shield strapped to its arm.
“Did you summon me?”
Fang Xin looked left and right, “There doesn’t seem to be anyone else here!”
The undead looked at Fang Xin, somewhat speechless.
Fang Xin got back to the point, “First, introduce yourself! What’s your name, where did you serve, what is your Talent, and what is your realm?”
The undead said in a deep voice, “My name is Mo, one of the Thirteen Tiger Guards under Marshal Taishuxiong! SS-rank Berserker Talent, peak eleventh-level combat power before becoming an undead!”
Fang Xin pulled out her zhilian device, “Hold on, I’ll check!”
Logically, such an impressive figure should have appeared in history textbooks.
Fang Xin checked, and the introduction only had a few lines of text.
“Taishuxiong, Marshal of the White Robe Army, participated in the internal strife of the Church after The Chaos of the Gods, opposed the Royalist Faction, ultimately failed, and his whereabouts are unknown!”
Fang Xin scratched her cheek, “Oh my goodness, a single sentence describes a person’s magnificent life!”
However, details such as the Church’s internal strife and opposing the Royalist Faction were untraceable.
Many things in current history textbooks had been secretly erased by behind-the-scenes manipulators.
Fang Xin then checked the Thirteen Tiger Guards under Taishuxiong.
The introduction was also concise.
“The Thirteen Tiger Guards, personal guards personally created by Taishuxiong, composed of thirteen Awakened with SS-rank Talents! They achieved many miraculous feats for Taishuxiong!”
Fang Xin then checked the Thirteen Tiger Guard Mo.
The screen jumped and displayed a line of text.
“The Thirteen Tiger Guard Mo, one of Taishuxiong’s personal Thirteen Tiger Guards!”
Fang Xin was amused by this search result.
Stuffing the zhilian device back into her pocket, Fang Xin looked at Mo, whose expression was somewhat blank.
“Did the White Robe Army also participate in the battle of The Chaos of the Gods in Xingquan City?”
Mo said in a deep voice, “The White Robe Army played a crucial role in The Chaos of the Gods.”
But why were there no records of the White Robe Army’s role in The Chaos of the Gods?
The reason was obvious: Taishuxiong had participated in the internal strife of the Church and had chosen the wrong side, so he was removed from the record of merits.
Taishuxiong disappeared after The Chaos of the Gods.
This Mo, who died in The Chaos of the Gods, asking about those details was pointless.
However, speaking of which, this one in front of her was indeed good. Having gone through the baptism of war, his combat literacy must be very high.
The upper limit of the combat ability he could exert was eleventh-level, but how much he could actually exert was still linked to Fang Xin’s strength.
The moment the other party was pulled out of the blood-red rune ring, he had already signed a contract with Fang Xin, becoming a glorious working soul under Fang Xin’s command.
“How much strength can you exert now?” Fang Xin asked.
After a few seconds of silence, Mo replied, “My combat power is linked to your blood energy and mental power. Through resonance with your condition, I can exert fourth-level combat power for ten minutes, fifth-level combat power for five minutes, and sixth-level combat power for thirty seconds.”
Fang Xin observed the somewhat transparent and eerie being in front of her. Fang Xin’s current Strength Talent combat power was fourth-level, but her Slaughter Talent combat power was fifth-level, so it was reasonable for Mo to exert sixth-level combat power for thirty seconds.
But thirty seconds...
What, do you have an opinion?
What’s wrong with thirty seconds? Thirty seconds is already very strong! This is what a real man should be like!
“Are there any other companions of your Thirteen Tiger Guards on the ancient battlefield of Xingquan City? Or are there any stronger than you?” Fang Xin asked again.
“Among the Thirteen Tiger Guards, only I am here! The stronger undead here have already entered reincarnation.”
“You haven’t entered reincarnation, so your obsession must be quite strong, right?”
“Yes, the Thirteen Tiger Guards all bear the mission of bringing peace to the world. As long as the world is not peaceful, we will not enter reincarnation!”
Fang Xin’s eyes lit up upon hearing this, “Then how many other Thirteen Tiger Guards do you know who died in battle?”
“I know of two others! They are on other battlefields! Do you wish to sign contracts with them?”
“No?”
For the first time, Mo showed a hopeful and pure smile, “This humble general looks forward to fighting alongside them again!”
“Tell me their locations, and I’ll go when I have time!”
“Zhen is at Gu Yuan Ridge, and Ali is at Chu King Ancient Ferry.”
Fang Xin silently noted it down, then raised her hand and gestured towards the blood-red rune ring still suspended in the air.
The ring spun, getting smaller and smaller, and landed in Fang Xin’s palm. Fang Xin’s palm faced Mo.
Mo immediately turned into a wisp of smoke and entered Fang Xin’s palm. The rune ring disappeared into her skin, showing no abnormality.
Fang Xin activated her Slaughter Talent, releasing Mo again, and repeated this several times.
Mo looked at Fang Xin with a straight face, “My Lord, if you truly have nothing to do, go find a job!”
Fang Xin laughed out loud, “I didn’t realize you could joke!”
Mo said seriously, “My Lord, This humble general is not joking with you!”
Fang Xin raised her hand and put Mo away.
Fang Xin could continue to sign contracts with such soul generals. Her Divine Springs were not just one, completely capable of handling the consumption.
However, it seemed that only three SSS-rank Talent soul generals could be contracted, she wondered if it was related to her having only three Divine Springs.
If she had many soul generals, it would simply mean that the combat time of each soul general would be shorter during battle.
If there were ten soul generals, those ten soul generals could collectively exert sixth-level combat power for three seconds.
Fortunately, she had just devoured Ximen Boguang’s Talent, and her Divine Springs, with more cultivation, could still grow much stronger. It was not impossible for thirty seconds to become three minutes by then.
But this contract signing was quite taxing on both physical and mental energy.
Fang Xin rested for over an hour before she sat up, full of vigor.
It was nighttime, and those Stranger were out and about.
If Fang Xin wanted to develop her own power, Stranger, especially those without strong backgrounds, were the best choice.
Tomorrow, after returning to Sky Shield Academy, she could let her Slaughter General continue to scout for good prospects outside. The next time she came out, she could gather them all, and with this snowballing effect, her power would grow stronger and stronger.
Fang Xin left the hotel.
Walking through the streets shrouded in night.
Fang Xin scanned around with her zhilian device.
Picking suitable targets.
Scanning around, the highest Talent level among these Stranger was only a B-rank Berserker Talent.
This Talent allowed one to completely convert the energy absorbed from fierce beasts into one’s own strength.
Having spent a long time in the Ninth Division, Fang Xin always had a subconscious notion that everyone had excellent Talents.
B-rank it is then. A Slaughter General who receives a divine bestowal will also gain the Slaughter Talent and can quickly improve their strength through fighting and killing in the future.
Fang Xin’s gaze locked onto that B-rank person.
This B-ranker had committed some unknown offense.
He was currently sprinting madly in one direction.
Fang Xin followed for a while and then realized that this B-ranker was being pursued by three people.
This B-ranker was only at the peak of second-level combat power.
Among the three people chasing him, although their Talents were not as good as his, their combat power was one third-level and two second-level.
Ten minutes later.
Fang Xin stood on the B-ranker’s inevitable path.
When he got closer, she could clearly see the person’s appearance: curly hair, a face full of wrinkles, looking like a Shar-Pei dog that had become a spirit.
“Oi!” Fang Xin shouted.
The person looked at Fang Xin, “Oh your mother’s head!”
After speaking, he changed direction and ran.
Fang Xin was amused and immediately chased after him.
The person was clutching something and running very fast, but in front of Fang Xin’s Divine Movement skill, his speed was somewhat slower, and his stamina was much worse.
Fang Xin ran alongside the person.
“I see you have extraordinary bones, a martial arts prodigy. If you follow me, I’ll help you solve your troubles, and I can even make these people chasing you follow you too, how about it?”
The person glanced at Fang Xin, emitting a scornful sneer from his nostrils.
“You haven’t even grown your hair out and you dare to say such things to me, your grandpa? You really think highly of yourself! Even if I get hit by a car today! Even if I get beaten to death by them today! I will absolutely not follow someone who hasn’t even grown their hair out!”
