"Hmph! You old codger, how dare you have designs on us?"

Furious, Yun Ruoxi immediately rushed up and kicked the old man's remnant soul, whose mind had already been refined.

Upon seeing this, Junlin couldn't help but smile.

He turned to look at the new group of distinguished guests.

He slowly opened his arms and calmly said, "Gentlemen, how about submitting to me?"

"You demonic cultivator! We will never submit to you!"

"That's right! We, the disciples of the Heavenly River Sect, will never submit to demonic cultivators!"

"Well, I think it's still okay..."

"..."

The scene erupted in commotion.

Jun Lin smiled calmly and snapped his fingers lightly.

Those souls who cried out that they would never surrender were instantly refined into pure soul forms.

The scene immediately fell silent.

Junlin looked at the remaining dozen or so souls and said, "I have only met you by chance, so I have no interest in explaining. This is your last chance."

The remaining dozen or so people looked at each other in bewilderment.

Those who were tough have been refined, and what remains are naturally those who are not tough.

They all chose to submit.

Junlin nodded, quite pleased with these wise and shrewd individuals who knew how to adapt to the times.

He turned to the man in white and said, "Baiyi, these people are yours to manage. Train them well. I don't need disobedient subordinates."

"I will not fail in my mission!" The man in white immediately accepted the important task.

Seeing this, Lin Xiao scratched his head. This wasn't right. Why wasn't it his business?

You can't treat him differently just because he came later, brother!

Lin Xiao wanted to say that, but he didn't dare.

Junlin left the Emperor's Banner.

The man in white glanced at Lin Xiao and chuckled softly, the meaning of which was self-evident.

...

Inside the hall.

Lan Xier squatted on the ground, supporting her face with her hands.

She was thinking about how to die painlessly.

Upon regaining his senses, Junlin crouched down and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Lan Xier came to her senses and chuckled, "Hehe, I was thinking about how to die without it being so painful. And look, Brother Junlin, I didn't make a move even though I had such a good opportunity just now. Aren't I a good girl?"

Junlin couldn't help but laugh.

Nodding, she said, "Good girl, so good!"

"Then can I be the main soul?" Lan Xi'er looked at Jun Lin expectantly.

"I'll pawn it for you."

Jun Lin patted Lan Xi'er's head.

His Emperor Banner doesn't have any distinction between main souls, but since this girl is so eager to be one, he'll play along.

As he spoke, Junlin stood up and looked around.

This palace.

Although it seems that the final result is that the remnant soul of the old man wanted to possess his body.

But in reality, the legacy here is real, only it's not on the stone tablet, but on that skeleton.

King's Landing approached the skeleton and pried open its skull.

There is a small stone tablet inside.

This is where true inheritance lies.

Junlin infused his spiritual power and began to comprehend the inheritance within.

In a short time, Junlin learned how to use puppetry and how to make puppets.

and.

This also includes control over the two golden lions in the first room.

As the legacy was acquired by King's Landing, the stone tablet turned to dust and scattered.

Junlin clapped his hands.

I understand perfectly.

So what the old man's remnant soul said was actually the truth, except that he kept the fact that he wanted to possess the body.

Let's go!

Jun Lin tapped Lan Xi'er on the head and walked straight to the second room.

Lan Xi'er covered her head, somewhat puzzled, "Brother Junlin, aren't you going to kill me?"

Could it be that Brother Junlin can't bear to kill her?

"I'll let you live a little longer."

"oh."

Lan Xier pouted, realizing she had been overthinking things.

We arrived at the second room.

Jun Lin first collected and suppressed the remnant souls of the people who died here, and then pulled Lan Xi'er away to hide.

Lan Xier looked at Jun Lin with a puzzled expression.

Junlin didn't speak, but simply put his finger to his lips to signal silence.

Lan Xi'er immediately covered her mouth, nodded, and didn't make another sound.

Several hours later.

The third one.

Amidst the corpses scattered on the ground, a heavily wounded boy slowly rose to his feet.