Chapter 167 (2/2)

Only a true alchemy genius like Coldblood Thirteen could sit comfortably on this throne!!

This position wasn’t an easy one to keep, but it was definitely one of the better positions than the rest!

News travelled across the group. Some came to watch, while the ones who were participating worked hard.

Coldblood Group operated at high efficiency. Three days later, the competition started. Although the alchemy team had fewer members than the rest, they were still a big group when most were present.

Not everyone was present but the numbers could still rival the team of royal alchemists.

Sometimes geniuses in secret organisations like this one were probably better than the royal talents, hiding and working on underground projects.

On this day, Ye Lang controlled spirit Coldblood Five to run her daily errands, organising meetings within her assassin teams, allowing Coldblood Five to give instructions and run her team.

During these times, Ye Lang would sleep on the spirit’s chest. Coldblood Five had always spoken in a proper, straight, manner anyway. She didn’t move much.

Why did he choose to sleep on her chest? It’s simple. It’s the most comfortable spot to sleep on. Coldblood Five didn’t say much either because she was sleeping there too. She also thought it was very comfortable there.

With all these activities, when the two had to hide on the spirit, they would be on its chest. They even put some bedding in there.

This change only made spirit Coldblood Five sexier…

“Frank, you did a great job on this spirit, it’s so real! Awesome!” Coldblood Five was very impressed. Ye Lang made this spirit to perfection, even down to its texture and body temperature. Even someone who was very close wouldn’t notice a thing.

“We shall end the meeting here, you may all leave!”

Coldblood Five ended the meeting, then kicked Ye Lang awake.

“Are you up yet? Let’s go!”

Ye Lang was used to it. He brought the spirit out of the room.

At this time, he would think, how awesome would it be to give all the commanding responsibilities to Coldblood Five. Then she wouldn’t have to trouble him.

Unfortunately, the art of reanimation had some quirks. When the spirit was completed, to control it, a blood contract had to be signed.

Once the contract was signed, unless the owner died, another contract couldn’t be made. This was so the spirit couldn’t be controlled by another person. Unless someone was powerful enough to force an amendment in the contract- but that was almost impossible.

Therefore, other than Ye Lang, no one could control spirit Coldblood Five. He had to be with Coldblood Five every day now. If he didn’t have this, he’d be out roaming the world while he was still tiny.