The mysterious and strange innate Taiyin energy was continuously injected into Yin Xuejiao's body along with the moonlight essence. A satisfied smile hung on his handsome but arrogant face. As the Taiyin energy was refined, his body

He keeps getting stronger, his blood keeps getting stronger, and the power of his soul becomes stronger and stronger.

But at the entrance of the Yin city-state, twenty long tables were lined up, and behind each long table sat a man in blood robes. In front of their long tables, there were twenty

There was a long queue, and countless frightened men, women, and children stood trembling in the queue and marched slowly forward.

Behind the twenty long tables, there is only one child, Yin Xuege, and he is the only one who has the status of a legitimate son of the Yin clan! The others are all adults, and they are all the foreign affairs deacons of the Yin clan. Only Yin Xuege is a child, and

There is no role in the family yet.

He was only temporarily 'seconded' on this full moon night to help the Yin tribe's 'Foreign Affairs Hall', which was 'short of manpower', to register the blood slaves who had just been captured today. Unfortunately, the blood slaves captured today

The number of slaves is extremely large, and the number of deacons in the Foreign Affairs Hall is extremely small compared to normal times, so it is impossible to complete the registration task without spending an entire night.

A thick black directory was placed in front of Yin Xuege. He held a slender brush and quickly copied the names, identities, family relationships, etc. of the new blood slaves in front of him on the directory with blood-colored ink.

Yin Xuege was writing very fast. He was logging in the information of these blood slaves as fast as he could. But like countless full-moon nights in the past, the number of blood slaves captured today was particularly large. No matter what Yin Xuege could do,

He was writing numbly, but there was still a long queue in front of him.

Just after completing the data registration at Yin Xuege, a haggard-looking girl was roughly dragged into a small door next to the city gate by several Yin warriors. The girl's clothes were stripped clean, and she was biting cold.

High-pressure water washed her body, and white disinfectant powder poured down from high altitude. The irritating powder caused severe pain to the girl's eyes, and she screamed at the top of her lungs.

Like animals in a slaughterhouse, after these registered blood slaves completed their body disinfection, each of them received a white coarse cloth robe, and then lined up and walked towards the deep and dark interior of the Yin city-state.

Yin Xuege listened to the girl's sharp cries of pain. He raised his head and looked at the full moon that had gradually turned to the west. Then he looked at the still long queue in front of him and couldn't help but sigh softly.

Although he is only an eleven-year-old boy, Yin Xuege's sigh is filled with an indelible sense of vicissitudes and desolation. But if someone observes carefully, they will see that in Yin Xuege's

In his eyes, there was a flash of blood like hot lava.

Yin Xuege's left hand was hidden in his sleeve, curled up under the long table. His left hand was tightly clenched into a fist. Under the fair skin, blue blood vessels and meridians were bulging. His heart was filled with hatred to the extreme.

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Just before the first ray of morning light was about to arrive, the blood mist barrier of the Yin city-state spread silently again.

A foreign affairs manager of the Yin tribe came to Yin Xuege at some point. Looking at Yin Xuege who had been busy all night, the foreign affairs manager with a malicious smile gently patted Yin Xuege's shoulder.

"Master Xue Ge, are you tired? Go and wash yourself quickly. You will have to listen to the elders' lectures later!"

With a slight twitch of the corner of his mouth, and full of malice, the foreign affairs manager said frivolously: "You have been busy all night, and these two points of family merit are indispensable for you! You'd better go to the class quickly, don't be late!

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"By the way, it is said that Young Master Xuejiao and Young Master Xueyou made breakthroughs yesterday, so the elders' lessons today are said to be combat lessons!"

Yin Xuege's hand suddenly froze, and his eyes were once again filled with crazy blood.

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Chapter completed!