Yuan Zihao

Type: Green Gate Beast Class (Werewolf)

Stage: Pituitary Bloom (One small stage away from maturity)

Affiliation: City of Sin - Fresh Red Arena

A man with disheveled hair, standing around two meters tall. He lived in Jupiter City when he was still human, with the pure bloodline of Huaxia flowing through his veins.

He arrived at the Corner through the seam of six people, and with his robust physique and werewolf traits, he struggled his way through to the mid-level of the Corner and quickly established a foothold in the Fresh Red Arena.

However,

just as he was seen as an invincible gladiator, dreaming of the future, he lost a match yesterday.

His opponent seemed like an ordinary monster, yet completely crushed him.

Although not killed, Yuan Zihao was left with an irreversible wound, his right arm's soul suffered irreversible damage.

Defeat compounded with physical injuries meant he could no longer stay here, and all the honor he once earned was reduced to ashes.

Just when he was feeling deep despair, not knowing where to go,

a Chinese ad posted in an alleyway caught his attention.

The first line was marked in red - [Huaxia Bloodline Only]

≮Jiang Mansion Recruitment≯

"Any monster confident in their physique, as long as you possess Huaxia bloodline, can go to Jiang Mansion for selection. Once chosen, you can become a member of the Jiang Family and enjoy special privileges.

Aside from the basic member rights that other organizations can provide,

Jiang Mansion will also offer special Corpse Repair Technique, allowing perfect healing even if members have irreversible physical injuries.

Interested parties please proceed to the South Gate station of the City of Sin, where a simple initial screening will allow you to board."

Seeing the recruitment information, Yuan Zihao immediately found a target, igniting hope.

He had heard of the special Jiang Mansion organization long ago, but since he was doing well at the Fresh Red Arena, he never considered it. He didn't expect Jiang Mansion to offer special physical healing.

Moreover, the selection criteria seemed to concern only the body, of which he was most confident,

The Station Outside the City.

An old, decrepit wooden house was set up here, with a cracked sign hanging at the entrance, clearly displaying the character [Station].

As Yuan Zihao approached the station, he could noticeably feel the temperature plummet, as if an unknown danger lurked within.

Accustomed to constant battles in the Duel Arena, he instinctively revealed his claws, and the werewolf fur started to appear on his body.

Just as he approached the entrance, the scene inside made his werewolf fur stand on end.

The station hall was filled with coffins, about twenty or thirty of them. Some were already sealed with lids, having sealed Jiang family seals on them.

Others were open, urgently needing a corpse to lay inside.

At this moment,

a ghostly figure suddenly appeared behind Yuan Zihao, and his combat instincts combined with werewolf perception, made him react instantly, slicing with a claw.

Cling!

The claw that could easily tear through same-level monsters as if it crashed into an indestructible surface, the arm was slightly numbed from the shock.

However, the claw strike also tore the opponent's clothing, breaking the skin.

Strangely, though a wound was formed, no blood flowed out, only a wisp of sinister black gas wafted out from the wound.

Realizing the gas was poisonous, Yuan Zihao quickly leapt back, putting distance between them.

Upon focusing.

Before him stood an old man wrapped in plain clothes.

"Not bad, not bad, to be able to react quickly and hurt me before reaching maturity! Quite the promising seedling, quickly lie in the coffin, we will be leaving soon.

We must reach Jiang Mansion by midnight tonight, I hope you can successfully be selected.

I am one of Jiang Family's stewards, specifically responsible for recruiting promising younglings with pure bloodlines like you."

"Lying in the coffin?"

"Yes, to join our Jiang Mansion, you must adapt to this yin energy in advance. Otherwise, even if you pass the subsequent tests and enter Jiang Mansion, your body will have issues.

Also, your arm seems quite severely injured.

Don't worry, as long as you become one of us, this minor injury can easily recover."

"Understood."

Without further hesitation, Yuan Zihao found a coffin and lay down.

The coffin lid shut,

wisps of extreme yin energy began to permeate Yuan Zihao's body, and a strong drowsiness gradually put him to sleep.

When he woke up again, the coffin lid had been opened.

All coffins had been transported to a courtyard ground, in front lay a manor shrouded in the night, resembling a pitch-black mansion capable of swallowing people.

Including Yuan Zihao, a total of sixteen monsters were brought here.

The external steward responsible for recruitment and transport had already withdrawn,

Jingle jingle! A strange bell sound resounded.

A slender elder, over four meters tall, wrapped in a black robe, emerged from the dark building, with a deathly gray face, gazing at the crowd, raising an arm to point out a target:

"You, you, you, and you, the four of you come with me.

The rest of you can leave."

Without the process of a so-called selection exam, those directly filtered out were clearly somewhat displeased, but most didn't dare say much, only leaving dejectedly.

A man who had reached maturity, exuding a bloody aura, showed a ferocious expression. Seeing Yuan Zihao, an immature monster, being selected made him extremely dissatisfied.

"I am clearly stronger, why not choose me? Your Jiang Family at least needs to give an explanation."

As soon as he finished speaking,

the elder, over four meters tall, suddenly bent his body, his neck growing crazily.

The opponent was entirely too late to react; the elder's head had already stuck to him, biting down on the carotid artery.

In just three seconds,

this mature monster turned into a withered corpse, dying on the spot.

This scene made others gasp, and many were relieved they weren't chosen, quickly departing as if it were a special experience.

The four chosen followed this tall and thin butler forward, entering into the old mansion shrouded in an ominous atmosphere, where nothing could be seen clearly.

Just as they were about to step into the mansion, a scream was heard behind them.

Yuan Zihao couldn't help but turn his head,

using the night vision provided by the werewolf, he clearly saw those who weren't selected, should have left, all lying on the ground.

Unknown zombies appeared from somewhere, sucking their essence blood.

Cold sweat dripped down.

Yuan Zihao's knowledge of the Jiang Family was only that the organization only accepted people from Huaxia; he had no idea of the essence or internal situation of the organization.

He now somewhat regretted, but since he had come this far he could only continue. Currently, there were only four competitors. Perhaps he truly might be selected, truly become a member of the Jiang Mansion.

Walking into the grand mansion,

the flowing sinister air was even thicker inside, even the night vision was limited to seeing a very limited area.

Not far away,

four cushions were arranged at equal distances.

The tall and thin butler's voice also followed: "Kneel on them; next you will meet the Family Head, who will personally decide your fate."

Because of what had just happened, no one dared refuse, kneeling on the cushions one by one.

Continuing with the werewolf vision, Yuan Zihao looked ahead; through the ominous atmosphere, he saw a pitch-black curtain.

Behind this curtain appeared to be the founder of the Jiang Mansion.

The curtain was not completely closed, with gaps at the bottom through which a partial view inside could be seen.

A skin-rotten, pitch-black leg stood on the floor, seemingly suffering from severe toe disease.

Covered with herbal medicine, wrapped in bandages.

The bandages were not fully wrapped, exposing parts of the foot where the smoking black toes and festering, pus-filled sores could be seen.

Just seeing this little bit of the scene made Yuan Zihao wholly uncomfortable.

At this moment,

the Jiang Family Old Master seemed to move, slowly raising an arm, pointing at one of them.

It was Yuan Zihao.

Though selected, Yuan Zihao felt no joy, only some fear.

Pitch-black ominous aura seemed to gather into a sinister black mouth beside Yuan Zihao.

"What is your name?"

"Yuan Zihao."

"Not bad, come in! Your body is well trained, very fresh, very robust."

"Yes…"

Even though Yuan Zihao instinctively refused, his body uncontrollably moved forward, crossing through the curtain.

When he clearly saw the appearance of the Jiang Family Old Master, a strong fear gripped his heart.

Pa!

A heavily decayed body, with herbal medicine applied all over and bandages wrapped tightly, directly fell to the ground. With just this simple fall, the body completely cracked open, dissolving simultaneously.

Immediately following,

the sound of bones shifting was heard,

the curtain lifted,

"Yuan Zihao" came out, but his eyes were completely changed, becoming pitch black and eerie.

Looking at the three creatures still kneeling on the cushions,

"From now on, the three of you are members of the Jiang Family; follow Uncle Neck to complete the coffin entry formalities."

Uncle Neck, as he was called, was the tall and thin butler, whose neck quickly extended in front of "Yuan Zihao", asking in a low voice: "Master, how is this body?"

"Average, it can probably last for half a month."

"Understood, I will arrange for the butlers to continue searching for suitable bodies outside."

"Hmm…"

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