B-Rank Mercenary Guild

The name "Blood" had only been uttered by Xiao Ya before, but now Ye Han revealed it to a girl he had met only once. The gentle tone he used sent a shiver down the spine of the corpse servant Kapulos.

In the month or so that Kapulos had been in contact with Ye Han, he had never heard Ye Han speak to anyone in such a manner. Not even the three god-ranked powerhouses present had received such treatment. Kapulos couldn't help but raise his head slowly and look at the young girl across from him.

Before him stood a vivacious girl in her prime, her big watery eyes filled with curiosity as she gazed at Ye Han and his group. Perhaps due to their recent frantic run, her cheeks were flushed, making her look like a ripe peach, tempting someone to take a bite. She wore a jade-green robe that perfectly outlined her beauty.

Her hair cascaded down to her waist in a shade reminiscent of the sky, and her enticing red lips continuously pronounced the name Ye Han had just mentioned. Kapulos couldn't help but smile faintly, then replied coldly after a while.

"Blood, that's a strange name," the girl with blue hair, after a moment, asked the young man next to her who was laughing with her. The young man shook his head slightly, indicating his response. But his eyes remained fixed on Ye Han.

"Master, it's been dealt with," Ivelin returned to Ye Han's side at that moment. The slaughter of a hundred sixth-tier Wind Wolves had been almost completed, but Ivelin had not a drop of wolf blood on her.

In less than half a minute, they had completed the task. Upon hearing Ivelin's words, everyone on the other side found it hard to believe. Even eighth-tier powerhouses couldn't have slaughtered a hundred sixth-tier Wind Wolves in such a short time, and the most important thing was that Ivelin showed no signs of exertion.

The young man frowned slightly, "That man's strength should be above the ninth tier." He quickly made his own judgment.

"Thank you for saving us, young master," the young man performed a standard swordsman's salute. The others also put away their weapons.

"No need to thank me; we were just passing by," Ye Han said casually.

"I'm Ziluo, and this is my sister, Blanqi," Ziluo said with a gentle smile as she looked at Ye Han beneath his black robe.

Ye Han slowly removed the black hood from his head, revealing a handsome face to everyone. His dark hair gently swayed in the breeze. This was the appearance Ye Han had chosen when he left the End of Days Prison. His facial features had not changed, but he had altered the color of his hair using his own energy. Ye Han was not worried that anyone would recognize him because everyone who had seen his original appearance was dead. Moreover, in this continent, there was no way to change the color of one's hair.

"Just call me Blood," Ye Han said.

"Wow, big brother, look at the color of his hair! I've never seen anyone with hair this color. It's so beautiful," the girl couldn't help but exclaim. Girls always cared about beauty, and when Ziluo saw Ye Han's appearance, she felt a little doubtful. 

"Ziluo, let's go. We still have a mission," a seventh-tier swordsman walked up to Ziluo at this moment, a touch of arrogance in his tone. But his gaze was fixed not on Ziluo but on her sister Blanqi. Ye Han understood that look.

"They are..." Ye Han asked casually.

"Oh, let me introduce you. They are members of the Snowdrift Mercenary Guild. This is our big brother, Ram. My sister and I are also members," Ziluo explained, taking out her own mercenary certificate and showing it to Ye Han. Ye Han glanced at it briefly.

Snowdrift Mercenary Guild, member Ziluo, C-rank mercenary. Mercenaries were divided into seven ranks: F, E, C, B, A, S, and SS, and mercenary guilds were also ranked accordingly. Completing missions issued by the Mercenary Guild earned rewards and mission points. When the points reached a certain standard, both the mercenary's rank and the guild's rank could be upgraded.

"I'm also a mercenary, but I'm only an F-rank mercenary," Blanqi hurriedly spoke up. However, when she mentioned that she was an F-rank mercenary, she stuck out her cute tongue.

"Ziluo, we need to leave quickly. We have to get to the Black Mist Forest as soon as possible, or other mercenary guilds might complete the mission," Ram said impatiently and cast a fierce glance at Ye Han.

Upon hearing this, Ziluo looked at Ye Han, then at Ram. Her eyes suddenly gleamed, and she grabbed Ram's arm, leading him away.

"Ram, you see, we lost quite a few people this time, and I heard that many A-rank, S-rank, and Three Great Powers have taken on this mission. What do you think?" she said, glancing in Ye Han's direction, the implication clear.

"No, their identities are unknown, and it's impossible to accept them," Ram replied without hesitation, his tone dismissive and loud.

"But..." Ziluo's face turned somewhat embarrassed. "In that case, my sister and I will withdraw. After all, we're just temporary members."

"Ziluo, you..." Ram became anxious. Ziluo's departure was not a big deal, but if Blanqi left with her, Ram realized that.

"Fine," Ram gritted his teeth. However, when Ziluo walked to the front of Ye Han, he approached Ye Han.

"How many ranks are you as a mercenary, and what's your strength?" Ram asked, taking out his own mercenary certificate, which displayed the word "B-rank mercenary."

"No rank," Ye Han said calmly. Ivelin was about to step forward, but Ye Han stopped her.

"No rank? Haha! Ziluo, it's not that I don't want to, but it's impossible to accept someone without a rank into the mercenary guild," Ram said, sounding regretful but smug.

"When we reach the city, he can register as a mercenary," Ziluo retorted, her tone somewhat stiff.

"Even if he registers, he'll only be an F-rank mercenary. Our B-rank mercenary guild won't accept someone like him," Ram immediately vetoed it.

"So, if I understand correctly, I'm also an F-rank mercenary. I'll withdraw too. Brother, I won't stay with them. After all, I'm just a temporary member," the girl Blanqi said when she saw that Ram was unwilling to agree and had made such statements.

"Alright," Ziluo immediately agreed with her sister. "When we reach the city, we'll go through the withdrawal process."

"You..." Ram became anxious. "Ziluo, can't you see that I've agreed?"

"Hehe, no need. We understand your intentions for wanting to join my sister and me, so let's forget it," Ziluo replied decisively.

"It's all your fault!" Ram exclaimed in anger. Suddenly, he threw a punch with a fierce punch towards Ye Han.

"Crack!" A crisp sound of bones breaking echoed, and Ram's body quickly flew backward, landing heavily on the ground. He grimaced in pain, clutching his severed arm and emitting a scream reminiscent of a pig being slaughtered.

"I don't want to kill today. Get lost," the people who were with Ram looked pale as they stared at Ye Han. With just one punch, he had defeated a sneak attacking seventh-tier swordsman.

"You wait," Ram shouted as he quickly left with the help of two people.

"You guys," Ye Han looked at the three people who hadn't left, his gaze cold.

"Blood, they are with me," Ziluo immediately explained. After Ye Han nodded slightly, she asked, "What mission did you receive?"

"It's an SS-rank unlimited-level mission to find the Crimson Blood Lotus in the Black Mist Forest."

"Crimson Blood Lotus," Ye Han muttered, hearing the name for the first time since arriving on the continent.