dognovel Chapter 1132 - 611: How Much Is It Worth?
Chapter 1132 - 611: How Much Is It Worth?
Changtian remained silent, his right hand opened, and sure enough, a wisp of blue soul fire ignited. He had already set up a barrier around, preventing the wind from entering, yet this small cluster of soul fire flickered with difficulty, seemingly ready to vanish in the next moment.
He picked up the Soul Nourishing Wood from the table, and indeed, the blue soul fire instinctively felt drawn to it, the flames surged and stretched out tongues of fire to investigate the Soul Nourishing Wood, as if detecting a delicacy, only then cheerfully burrowing into the bud.
"..." Though the blue soul fire lacked consciousness, its behavior was eerily reminiscent of that troublesome girl! Changtian’s heart tightened with sorrow; how had he failed to notice his own girl’s dreadful self-destructive tendencies? If, if she could once again be lively and spirited, he would insist on having her pinned over his knee and give her a thorough spanking for an hour!
Elder Bian observed as well, nodding: "No wonder she is your favored one. Though the situation was dire, she burned her Divine Soul but wisely avoided consuming the Central Soul. The Central Soul retains memories, thus although she cannot condense her Primordial Spirit nor possesses awareness now, most of her past memories likely remain intact."
So? Changtian stared at him, that sliver of hope beginning to sprout in his heart. Yin Jiu You always acted with precise aims; since he has gone this far, it seems...
Sure enough, Elder Bian promptly took out a scroll and a Jade Scroll from his bosom. The scroll emitted a faint blood glow, its material unknown but appearing very ancient, its edges yellowed, exuding a sense of enduring time. An ordinary bloody scent would repulse, yet the blood energy on this scroll carried an elegant fragrance, enticing one to delve into its mysteries.
Changtian’s pupils suddenly contracted: "Blood Contract?"
Few recognized this Blood Contract in the contemporary era. It was the common method used for alliances among Immortal Demons during Ancient Times. Ancient people prioritized the Dao, showing little favor for the later generations’ emphasis on "great virtue," thus to avoid empty words and future backstabs, any alliance between Immortals and demons had to use a Blood Contract, locking in the terms, preventing the opponent’s withdrawal.
The Blood Contract was soaked in the blood of the Mannan Bird. This peculiar bird resembled a wild duck, with only one wing and one eye, requiring two birds combined to fly.
Mannan Bird was not powerful, but its meat incredibly delicious, making it a favored sacrificial offering by Ancient Ancestors. Hence, a scroll soaked in Mannan Bird’s blood, refined using special secret techniques, garnered the Heavenly Dao’s recognition and fulfillment. The words inscribed within are unalterable and ensured to be enforced under Heavenly Dao’s mandate! The saying "Heaven watches what people do" reflects this truth.
Mannan Bird had long been hunted to extinction, vanished in the river of history. Yin Jiu You possessing this item is not surprising; however, using a Blood Contract for this trade signifies its absolute infallibility!
"My true self said, if it comes to killing, you’re the expert," Elder Bian stopped playing tricks and straightforwardly stated: "So, the contract details are as follows..."
Changtian listened quietly for a while, with a cold smile gradually widening by his lips.
Once Elder Bian finished, the entire room was enveloped in freezing temperatures, even the wine in the White Jade Cup crystallized into solid ice. He recited the Blood Contract and flipped the scroll to show Changtian, and sure enough, the three purple shimmering characters "Yin Jiu You" boldly adorned the signature line for both parties.
The name inscribed on a Blood Contract leaves no room for deception, directly reflecting the contractee’s true heart. If one reneges, Heavenly Dao will administer direct punishment.
Changtian regarded him with a gaze akin to observing the dead: "Indeed playing a fine game of death, intending to wield me as a weapon! Why is he indispensable? If I capture you, being his avatar, wouldn’t it suffice?"
Elder Bian shook his head: "I left the true self over ten thousand years ago. You know well that we avatars lack the ability to independently refine soul techniques. Whenever Yin Jiu You perfected additional Divine Skills during this time, how could we know how to employ them?"
Changtian coldly watched him, silent.
Elder Bian shivered slightly, smiling bitterly: "So, you’re unwilling?"
Changtian lowered his gaze, contemplating the scroll for quite some time before saying: "No, I’ll sign!" Divine Power circulated, causing a small cut to open on his index finger, and he used his finger as a pen to stroke two flamboyant golden characters: "Changtian" onto the scroll!