"Will you submit to me, or quietly accept the coming of death?"

Upon hearing this, the man leading the group of soul-destroying beings remained silent for a long time.

The people behind him, fearing the man might refuse, immediately spoke up, "Boss."

As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn.

Knowing that Gong Yixue was here, they didn't dare to speak frankly, otherwise what if she was unwilling to help?

Seeing this, the leader gritted his teeth and frowned, saying, "Fine, you help all the brothers detoxify, and I promise you!"

The most urgent task is to save the lives of all our brothers; everything else can wait.

Gong Yixue said coldly, "It would have been better to have agreed earlier. Why suffer these three days?"

Lost Souls: You make it sound so easy.

Then, Gong Yixue asked someone to bring a large bucket of water, and then poured in a packet of white powder that dissolves in water.

After stirring it well, he looked at the person who had lost their soul and said, "It's done."

"Eating it will restore your health."

The crowd exchanged glances, but no one dared to be the first to drink it.

After all, so many doctors said there was no cure, yet a small packet of powder could eliminate the pain that had tormented them for three days and three nights?

They simply couldn't believe it.

Seeing this, Gong Yixue said coldly, "Are you going to drink it or not? Do you need an antidote? If not, I'll throw it away."

The crowd frowned, but still dared not step forward.

Gong Yixue took a deep breath and said, "You only have one chance. Whether you cherish it or not is up to you. I'm not a living bodhisattva, I don't have time to save you twice."

These people were so arrogant before, how come they've become so timid all of a sudden? Gong Yixue just couldn't understand it.

After saying that, Gong Yixue prepared to pour out the water.

Just then, the man at the head of the group frowned and stepped forward.

He took the cup from Gong Yixue, scooped up a spoonful of the spiked water, and drank it down like a hero going to his death.

After drinking it, the man looked like he was about to die.

However, after a long time, he discovered that he was still alive and well.

He looked at the group of soul-destroying people with surprise and said, "I...I'm not dead! I'm not dead! This antidote is real!"

Gong Yixue, “…” It made her seem like she had poisoned him.

If she wanted them dead, why would she go to all this trouble?

Isn't this unnecessary?

Just walk away and watch them die in agony, then wipe them all out – what a simple, brutal, and effective method!

Why bother coming here and wasting your breath arguing with them?

Upon hearing this, the group of soul-destroying people disregarded their own pain and rushed forward to snatch it.

Ye Mohan pulled Gong Yixue aside immediately, thus preventing her from getting splashed with water.

Ye Mohan frowned slightly as he watched the crowd of Soul Losers scrambling for the item.

Once everyone had returned to normal, the man who was the leader of the zombies called for people to clean up the scene.

Then he bowed respectfully to Gong Yixue and asked, "Master, what are your orders next?"

The group of lost souls nodded in agreement, awaiting instructions.

Gong Yixue raised an eyebrow and looked at everyone, thinking to herself that these people were probably all acting geniuses, their ability to change their expressions faster than flipping through a book.

"Is everyone you can talk to here?"

Gong Yixue looked at the dozen or so people in the room and spoke.

The leading man nodded. "Yes, Master, they're all here."

Gong Yixue nodded and said, "Let's find a suitable place to talk business."

Before long, the group arrived at the council chamber next door.

All of the major meetings of the Sanghun are held here on weekdays.

This time is no exception.

After sitting down, Gong Yixue looked at the members of the Soul Reaper and said, "From now on, I will not allow any drug trafficking, arson, murder, or robbery to be seen in the Soul Reaper."

These words immediately sparked a flurry of discussion among the crowd.

Seeing this, Gong Yixue said coldly, "If you have any comments, you can say them."

Everyone fell silent.

Upon seeing this, the leader of the men spoke up, “Master, you don’t know, in the Delta, anyone who isn’t involved with drugs is an anomaly. And if we cut off a road, how will we afford to support our brothers who have lost their souls?”

The Delta is a place without laws or state constraints.

Here, drug trafficking is rampant.

Almost all the organizations in the Delta, whether well-known or not, are involved in drug trafficking, whether on a large or small scale.

Their loss of souls was no exception.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to transform so quickly from a decade-long defeat into one of the three major powers in the Delta.

It can be said that a large portion of the drug trade in the Delta originates from them and flows to various countries.

Now, asking them to give up this delicious cake is something no one could agree to.

Gong Yixue said coldly, "If I can afford to support you, would you be willing to give up this path of no return?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at each other.

They seemed somewhat hesitant to believe Gong Yixue's words.

With at least tens of thousands of people in their ranks, how could they possibly give up their most profitable drug trafficking business and still be able to support this person?

The delta is only so big. Apart from the most profitable business, there's nothing left but eating, drinking, gambling, and whoring. But while these can make money, they can't support the operation of the Soul-Destroying Organization.

Gong Yixue seemed to have guessed their considerations.

He slowly began to speak, "Since I dare to say this, I naturally have my own plans."

Everyone looked up, waiting for Gong Yixue to continue.

Gong Yixue did not disappoint them, and continued, "From now on, Soul Losers will not sell drugs or medicine."

"Selling medicine?" the crowd asked, puzzled.

“Hmm.” Gong Yixue nodded and said, “In today’s society, besides the huge profits from drugs, the profits from medicines are no less than those from drugs.”

The leader of the group said, "F-drugs are simple to make, but pharmaceuticals are not. We desperados would never do that."

Aside from fighting, seizing territory, and using poison, they don't know anything else.

They weren't unaware of the high profits in the pharmaceutical industry, but such things were far beyond the reach of people like them.

But pharmaceutical manufacturing was something far too distant for them.

Gong Yixue disagreed, saying, "You don't need to worry about that. I will send someone to assist you later."

"Don't think that the Delta is a lawless place now, but who knows what the future holds. How many drugs are flowing out of the Delta to countries around the world, and how many families are being torn apart? Sooner or later, all of this will change, and when that happens, all you will face is death."

Upon hearing this, everyone's expression changed.

They all knew she was telling the truth, which is why they haven't left the Delta in recent years.

Because once they leave this place, they'll be like rats crossing the street, hated and chased by everyone.

The leading man pondered for a moment, then said with a firm look in his eyes, "Alright, as long as our master can afford to support all the Soul Reapers, we are willing to abandon this deal."