After hearing what Ming Zhaoshu said, Lu Yin lowered his head again and did not dare to answer.

“Are you willing to work for me, Lu Seven?” Ming Zhaoshu suddenly shouted while staring directly at Lu Yin.

Lu Yin felt something jostle within his head. It was that same pressure from Ming Zhaoshu once again. Powerhouses who were able to traverse the universe without a spacecraft might not all be able to use spiritual force attacks, but their bodies had fundamentally transformed, and they were all able to naturally exert pressure on those weaker than them. This was one of the many reasons why so many geniuses were unable to leap realms and challenge powerhouses above them once they became Limiteers. However, this pressure had no real effect on Lu Yin.

“I am willing to work for you, my lord.” Lu Yin pretended to collapse and quickly blurted out a response.

Ming Zhaoshu nodded in satisfaction. “Good. Lift your head.”

Lu Yin did as commanded and felt a strong gust of wind coming towards him. His expression changed quickly as he restrained his urge to make a move while a pleasant scent was inhaled into his body, bringing him a sense of numbness along with the aroma.

“This is a unique medicine of mine that will increase your power and the sensitivity of your five senses. However, there are some side effects. You’ll need to absorb it regularly, or else you’ll be reduced to a...