Chapter 197: Are You Fucking Signing It or Not?

Although Ye Lin could determine how long he had been trapped by using the Chen Bo counting method.

Yet as the time he remained trapped grew longer, Ye Lin gradually became restless.

No matter what he did or tried, he could not break the darkness before him in the slightest.

It was not until early on the sixth day that the darkness before his eyes suddenly began to dissipate, and Ye Lin finally saw the source of the darkness clearly.

He saw a towering and solemn throne standing in the center of an empty stone hall, with a woman sitting upright upon it, as if the entire world were under her control.

The beauty of this woman's appearance was already difficult to describe with words; among all the women Ye Lin had ever seen, no one could compare to her.

She was draped casually in a silver silk robe, with large expanses of jade-like skin and snowy flesh exposed to the air.

Her long hair, like a waterfall, happened to cover the forbidden areas of her body, cascading down to the edge of the throne and shimmering with a faint golden light.

"Hello there, human."

The woman gave a charming, light laugh, her plump, slender, and beautiful legs crossed and stacked together, as she curiously sized up Ye Lin.

"I don't see what's so special about you. You've been trapped in my Dark Barrier for so long and couldn't get out; I really don't know why Lord Butterfly Emperor would be interested in you."

Ye Lin stared vigilantly at this stunningly beautiful woman. He felt an extremely terrifying aura from her, and from those purple pupils of hers, he could also guess that this woman was likely not human!

He remembered that the City Lord of Shencheng, He Yunfeng, had told him that if a member of the Demon race looked like a human, they must at least possess a bloodline of King-level or higher.

And the name Butterfly Emperor... why did he feel it was somewhat familiar?

"Who are you?" Ye Lin demanded.

"Me? I am the Soul-Devouring Empress."

The woman smiled sweetly and stood up, causing the ripe fruits on her slender branches to tremble instantly.

Ye Lin's heart skipped a beat.

An Empress!

Being able to use the title of "Empress" meant that this woman possessed an Imperial-level bloodline!

"Alright, I won't tease you anymore; it's time to take you to see the Butterfly Emperor."

The Soul-Devouring Empress waved her hand, and Ye Lin immediately flew toward her uncontrollably.

Afterward, Ye Lin only felt the scenery before him shift and change, and by the time the scene stabilized, he had already arrived in front of a door.

"Go in; Lord Butterfly Emperor is waiting for you inside."

The Soul-Devouring Empress pushed Ye Lin directly inside without a word.

The light in the room was very dim, and a series of sticky sounds reached his ears, as if a large mass of mucus-covered flesh were squirming on the ground.

"Hello, Ye Lin, we meet again."

A meatball over a person's height slowly crawled out from the darkness, looking just like an enlarged, rotting black maggot.

The moment Ye Lin saw this meatball, his pupils shrank violently.

He finally knew why he felt the name Butterfly Emperor was familiar!

This guy was the one who had left a strand of his avatar inside the Gate of Apocalypse to lure him!

A Soul-Devouring Empress with an Imperial-level bloodline could easily trap him, so how terrifying must a Demon with an Emperor-level bloodline be?

What made Ye Lin's heart grow even colder was that this guy knew he possessed the Origin Ancient Artifact, the Eternal Balance!

This guy had captured him, yet didn't immediately move to snatch his Origin Ancient Artifact; what exactly was he trying to do?

Unable to fathom the Butterfly Emperor's goal, Ye Lin dared not act rashly and hurriedly put on a smiling face.

"So it's you, Brother Butterfly Emperor! What a coincidence! Since we are so fated, why don't I treat you to a foot massage? I know a club that is excellent; they have 92, 95, and 98 services."

"I do not have feet."

That disgusting mass of flesh squirmed a little.

"Since you already know I am the Butterfly Emperor, I suppose Zhuge Qianxing must have told you all about me."

"Ye Lin, are you interested in joining the Demon race?"

The Butterfly Emperor's words made Ye Lin's eyes widen, and he couldn't help but point a finger at himself.

"Me?"

Recruiting him to join the Demon race? Was this guy serious?

"Indeed. The ocean accepts all rivers to become vast; for talent, my Demon race has never been stingy about extending an olive branch." The meatball slowly closed in on Ye Lin. "Besides, do you really trust Zhuge Qianxing?"

The Butterfly Emperor's tone was full of seduction.

"Can you trust the words of a man who even schemes against his own daughter and disciples? Aren't you afraid that, in the end, you will discover you were just a pawn used by Zhuge Qianxing?"

"Let me ask you a very simple question: if one day, you and Zhuge Qianxing's daughter must be sacrificed, guess who Zhuge Qianxing would sacrifice?"

Ye Lin remained silent.

"Join the Demon race! I have been observing you, Ye Lin. Aside from your bloodline being human, your personality and way of doing things make you a very qualified member of the Demon race!"

"You humans have an old saying: 'Those who submit to circumstances are heroes.'"

"Only the Demon race is your most suitable destination!"

"As long as you join the Demon race, I can have demons line up for you to kill, allowing your level to rise rapidly!"

Hearing the Butterfly Emperor's last sentence, Ye Lin's eyes lit up instantly.

He quickly moved close to that sticky mass of flesh.

"Lord Butterfly Emperor, please, by all means, let me join the Demon race! I feel terrible if I don't join the Demon race for even a day! Don't underestimate the bond between me and the Demon race!"

"Is that so? Then sign this."

The meatball squirmed violently, and then a contract overflowing with demonic energy squeezed out from the gaps in the meatball and appeared before Ye Lin.

Ye Lin picked it up and took a look, and his face couldn't help but turn black.

This thing was even more excessive than the indentured servant contract he had made Guo Qin sign; after Guo Qin signed his, he just worked for free, but if he signed this, he would become a direct slave to the Butterfly Emperor.

"Lord Butterfly Emperor, why do you want me to sign this thing? Can you not trust my, Ye Lin's, character?" Ye Lin questioned, looking heartbroken.

"Do you have any character?" the Butterfly Emperor retorted.

"How could I not? Don't you slander me! Be careful, or I'll sue you for defamation! How could I, Ye Lin, lack character?"

"When I was three, I wrapped sheep droppings in vegetable leaves and fed them to the sheep; at five, I stuffed the eggs the chicken laid back into the chicken; at eight, I helped an old lady run a red light; at twelve, I supervised the big sister next door to see if she was washing properly while she bathed; at sixteen, when the big brother next door was away on business, I did my absolute best to help him take care of his beautiful wife, and my friends all praised me for having the legacy of Cao Cao."

"You say I lack character when I'm the kind of good person who is hard to find even with a lantern?"

Ye Lin was filled with righteous indignation, as if he had suffered a great injustice.

Butterfly Emperor: "......"

"Don't give me this useless talk; hurry up and sign the Demon Contract."

"Uh... about this Demon Contract of yours, we're saying, it's not that I won't sign it, but how to sign it, in what way to sign it, that is a very critical issue, so the most urgent matter is to find the key to the problem..."

"Are you fucking signing it or not?"

"I'll sign your mother's head!"