The three holy golden guardians were successfully converted into Holy Worshippers of the Holy Blood Cult.
An Lin was quite pleased and bestowed upon them a milliliter of blood each.
The three sisters were instantly over the moon, making An Lin suspect whether they had actually ever been loyal to the Blood Tribe at all.
"Holy Leader, can we come out now?" Ada's expression was filled with anticipation.
An Lin nodded with a smile. "Of course you can."
They had already established slave contracts with him, and his holy blood presented a lethal temptation to all of them, so the three sisters were extremely obedient toward him.
For some reason, An Lin suddenly thought of Emperor An Mang.
Emperor An Mang was the only Blood Tribe cultivator who had managed to withstand the temptation of his blood. An Lin felt like he was quite an admirable man. At the same time, he was wondering if Emperor An Mang had recovered yet…