Chapter 117: Master-Servant Contract? You're Courting Death!

The old ox didn't even chew its grass for a moment.

It was extremely speechless, raised its head, and looked at Weisheng Yucheng.

Although it didn't speak, the meaning revealed in those eyes was something anyone could understand.

It was asking Weisheng Yucheng what on earth he was up to, while Weisheng Yucheng stood to the side with a faint, ambiguous smile.

Looking at his expression, he likely had some plan in mind.

And it was at this very moment that Helian Qinghe suddenly took a step forward.

Her eyes were filled with pity.

"Poor ox, look at how thin you've become... but don't worry, from now on, I will be your master."

"Once we form the contract, I will treat you well."

"I will absolutely not be like your current master."

She made her promise as if taking an oath, and what happened next made everyone's jaws drop: not only was the old ox not unwilling, it actually let out a very eager moo.

Anyone could see the smile plastered on that ox face.

One could even say it was a bit lewd.

It didn't hesitate to stretch its large head out from the stable and rub it against the head of its soon-to-be new master.

One could simply see how excited it was.

It was as if it had been waiting a long time to change its contract partner.

Weisheng Yucheng's face turned black.

He couldn't help but touch his chin, his eyes full of suspicion, "Am I really that terrible?"

However, he did keep his word, turning his head to look at Helian Qinghe, "Girl, there's nothing wrong with you wanting to form a contract with it."

"But I'll tell you in advance: this old ox is not only very hard to raise, but also extremely nitpicky."

Helian Qinghe was the picture of righteousness.

She shook her head, her face filled with a gentleness and kindness that was almost tangible.

"Senior, since we are to be contract partners, one shouldn't mind the other's personality."

"We will be supporting each other all the way forward."

These words...

Weisheng Yucheng actually felt a bit of admiration.

He nodded casually and then took a step back.

Seeing his movement, Helian Qinghe was somewhat puzzled, "Senior..."

"Pardon my offense."

"Do you not need to dissolve the contract?"

Weisheng Yucheng waved his hand dismissively.

"No need." His tone carried a hint of urgency, "I never had a contract with the old ox in the first place; you don't need to worry about me, just go ahead and do it."

No contract!?

This was an answer that caught everyone off guard.

Not just Helian Qinghe, but even the others nearby were all taken aback.

But that was all.

After hearing this answer, the gaze Helian Qinghe cast toward the old ox seemed to brim with shimmering spring water.

She said firmly: "In that case, this junior will not decline."

Having said that, she tentatively reached her hand out toward the old ox and silently recited the contract in her heart.

A shimmering Contract Array unfolded in the backyard stable, turning into a binding arc that connected to the consciousness of both parties.

Helian Qinghe's eyes held the determination of someone who had victory in her grasp.

She didn't know why she felt such a strong sense of longing for an ugly, thin old ox.

She knew clearly in her heart that ever since she embarked on the path of cultivation, anything that had triggered such a feeling in her had always been a good thing.

Helian Qinghe even wondered if her ancestors might have had the bloodline of a treasure-seeking rodent.

But it was only a suspicion, with no way to verify it.

Seeing that the flowing light was about to bind the two, even Helian Qinghe couldn't suppress her excitement.

However.

It was at this moment.

An anomaly suddenly occurred.

The flowing light that was about to bind the two suddenly snapped, as if it had suffered some external blow.

The visible shattering and breaking caught everyone present off guard, and they all revealed expressions of astonishment.

Helian Qinghe, as if suffering a backlash, stumbled back a step, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her lips.

"Qinghe!" Xiao Zigui instantly stepped forward and supported his beloved.

Looking at the blood on Helian Qinghe's lips, his expression turned furious and extremely ugly; he raised his brows gloomily as if he were about to kill, staring fixedly at Weisheng Yucheng. "What trickery have you done?"

"I was wondering why you were so kind as to hand over your own contract beast; so you had already planned to play tricks!"

"Despicable!"

Yet, contrary to expectations, Weisheng Yucheng, who had previously worn a slight smile, no longer had any trace of a smile on his face.

He looked at this scene coldly and took a step forward.

It was just one step.

Tiny pebbles trembled slightly with his movement, as if even the dust in the air was gradually becoming agitated.

Everyone could feel the increasingly tense atmosphere in the air.

In this instant.

Cold sweat poured down Xiao Zigui.

Because he suddenly recalled one thing.

Weisheng Yucheng had always been so easy to talk to that it almost made people forget he was their senior.

Moreover, Weisheng Yucheng had always kept his pressure restrained, and his strength was unfathomable.

It was precisely when this thought arose in Xiao Zigui's mind that he instantly felt the pressure Weisheng Yucheng had been restraining being released.

That immense pressure, like a tidal wave, crashed toward him, directly subjecting his sea of consciousness to a violent attack.

Xiao Zigui retreated repeatedly, clutching his chest, his face turning pale.

But fortunately, he did not vomit blood like Helian Qinghe.

"Brother Zigui!" Helian Qinghe, disregarding the fact that she had just vomited blood, nervously and anxiously grabbed Xiao Zigui.

Her eyes filled with humiliation and tearful grievance, "I am fine, you don't need to stand up for me."

However.

Xiao Zigui did not act impulsively again.

Clearly.

His eyes had been cleared by the blow, and he looked visibly calmed down.

It was at this moment that Weisheng Yucheng also curled his lips into a smile.

But this smile was extremely contemptuous and cold.

He did not look at Xiao Zigui, but instead turned his head to ask Helian Qinghe, "What kind of contract did you use just now?"

Facing Weisheng Yucheng at this moment, Helian Qinghe no longer had any smile.

Instead, her eyes were full of vigilance and defensiveness.

Hearing him ask this, although she did not want to answer, she could only let out a cold snort due to her own low strength.

"Naturally, I used the Contract Array of my family."

"Helian Family? An Ordinary Contract or a Soul Contract?"

Helian Qinghe replied indignantly: "Of course it was an Ordinary Contract!"

A Soul Contract is not so easy to sign.

Both parties must have their minds directly connected to their souls, otherwise there is a high probability of failure.

Yet Weisheng Yucheng continued to press step by step.

"An Equal Contract or a Master-Servant Contract?"

Helian Qinghe did not answer immediately this time; she was silent for a moment before turning her head away and responding unwillingly.

"So what if it is a Master-Servant Contract?"

Although the perception of Master-Servant Contracts in the Tianxuan Continent is not very good right now, most people still use Master-Servant Contracts, especially when there is a vast disparity in strength.

However, Helian Qinghe made a mistake.

She should not have, under any circumstances.

She should not have used a Master-Servant Contract in front of people from the Beast Taming Sect.

Lu Ren raised an eyebrow faintly.

He could almost realize why Weisheng Yucheng was so furious.

It was nothing more than.

A dragon has its reverse scales!

Sure enough.

Weisheng Yucheng laughed.

His smile was no longer honest and simple, but filled with ruthlessness.

"A Master-Servant Contract? Are you courting death?"

(End of this chapter)