Once a slave contract is established, unless one has a more powerful cultivation than the owner of the contract, any forcible termination will directly cause the slave to explode and die.
When Wuyue Sanren and others realized what had happened, a mouthful of old blood immediately spurted out and they almost fainted.
"You... you..." Pointing at Qin Dong, Wuyue Sanren was trembling with anger and couldn't say a complete sentence.
How could Song Nantong not know the horror of the slave contract? Looking at Wuyue Sanren, he couldn't help but sigh several times. [
"What are you doing? You are lucky to be my slave! Don't try to find someone to help you forcefully terminate the contract. I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. There may not be anyone with a higher level of cultivation than me in this human world. Monk. Even if there is, for a little person like you, the other party may not help you."
Wuyue Sanren really wanted to ridicule Qin Dong's "arrogance". Wuyue Sanren would not believe that there was no monk stronger than him in the human world. Let alone Sima Jinyun, the master of Biyou Palace, Wuyue Sanren believed that he was above Qin Dong.
But even so, so what? To forcibly terminate a slave contract, one must have a higher level of cultivation than the owner of the contract, but one also has to bear considerable risks during the process of termination.
If the contract mark cannot be forcibly erased in an instant, the contract owner will notice it. If the contract owner changes his mind, the slave will immediately explode and die. At that time, even the person who terminated the slave contract for him will be killed. All will be affected. How can a monk's self-destruction be a child's play
With so many monks in Biyou Palace, it would be a pity if they could not become a powerful help in fighting against the Phantom Beast Clan. It was with this thought in mind that Qin Dong chose to endure it temporarily and let Song Nantong introduce him to Biyou Palace. Otherwise, with his explosive temper, he would have come to the door with great fanfare and bloodbathed Biyou Palace.
Although the slave contract is evil, Qin Dong himself does not agree with it. But to be honest, this trick is really very effective in controlling people. Before coming, Qin Dong had already made up his mind. It would be best if the monks of Biyou Palace could sincerely submit to him. If not, even if they use the slave contract, they must be controlled. The Wuyue Sanren are just First.
After being angry, Wuyue Sanren fell into deep decadence and depression. Regardless of the dignity that he usually painstakingly maintained, he sat down on the ground and burst into tears.
Wuyue Sanren's wanton cry surprised Qin Dong, but it also made Qin Dong see that his other Wuyue Sanren was very protective of his shortcomings, even to the point of not distinguishing right from wrong, but his character was undoubtedly quite Frank, people with such a straightforward character are probably not bad in nature.
"Wuyue, are you too embarrassed? A dignified second-level monk is actually crying." Song Nantong said in a dumbfounded voice.
"Nonsense! You are standing and talking without pain in your back. If you were made into a slave contract, wouldn't you cry?" Wuyue Sanren shook his nose hard and said.
Song Nantong shrugged helplessly at Qin Dong.
"Okay, okay, I said, you will never suffer a loss when you are my slave. Take these." Qin Dong took six top-grade spiritual crystals from Qiankun Sheng and threw them in front of Wuyue Sanren. .
Wuyue Sanren was crying sadly when suddenly a bright light shot into his eyes, making his heart skip a beat.
"This is..." When it became clear that the shining bright light turned out to be six top-quality spiritual crystals containing rich spiritual energy, the Wuyue Sanren's cries suddenly stopped. A pair of eyes glared angrily, and he didn't even care that his eyes were about to pop out of his sockets. His hands reached out at an astonishing speed and held six top-quality spiritual crystals in his arms at the same time.
"It's...it's the Ten Thousand Years Spirit Crystal, my God! I'm not dazzled." The dull look of Wuyue Sanren was a bit funny.
Song Nantong on the side couldn't help but open his mouth wide, staring blankly at the six top-quality spiritual crystals held tightly in Wuyue Sanren's arms. He didn't even know the crystals were dripping from the corners of his mouth.
Spirit crystal is the most precious thing for monks. Every piece of spiritual crystal means an improvement in cultivation. Even in the heavens where spiritual crystals abound, fights will break out over a piece of spiritual crystal, let alone in the human world.
Song Nantong looked up at Qin Dong with a sad look on his face, hating why Qin Dong didn't also sign a slave contract with him. Such a good spiritual crystal was in vain to take advantage of the scattered people of the Five Mountains.
"Do you still want to cry?"[
Wuyue Sanren's mouth is almost stretched to the back of his head, how can he still cry? The big head is like a rattle, shaking it happily. Holding six pieces of top-quality spiritual crystals in his arms, he kissed this one and "touched" that one with a lewd expression on his face.
"I can also tell you that if you behave well in the future and satisfy me, I will terminate the contract with you at any time."
"Really?" Wuyue Sanren suddenly raised his head and looked at Qin Dong, his eyes full of excitement. Although spiritual crystals are precious, freedom is also what everyone yearns for.
"certainly!"
"Then...then you have to promise me something."
"Oh? What's the matter?"
"You have to live a good life and don't get slaughtered."
"Ah? Hahaha..." Qin Dong laughed wildly and said loudly, "Don't worry! Although your life is connected with mine, it is safer than having insurance. The person who can kill me, Qin Dong, has not been born yet! However, You have to be careful yourself, don't end up in the end, I am alive and well, but you are killed."
Qin Dong's words made Wuyue Sanren frown. If nothing else, Qin Dong's arrogance was enough to make Wuyue Sanren feel uneasy. You know, the more arrogant a person is, the faster he will die.
Being forced into a slave contract by Qin Dong was like cooked rice, it had become a fact and there was no point in being sad. What's more, he has received enough benefits. Six top-quality spiritual crystals are enough to improve his cultivation by a large margin. He may even break through to the third level. After thinking about it like this, the decadence and frustration on Wuyue Sanren's face finally receded. He carefully put away the six top-grade spiritual crystals, raised his head and said to Qin Dong, "Although I have entered into a slave contract with you, you can't expect to treat me as a slave. As a second-level monk, I have dignity. "
"Dignity?" Song Nantong on the side couldn't help laughing. Probably recalling the scene where Wuyue Sanren burst into tears just now.
Qin Dong chuckled, stepped forward, patted Wuyue Sanren on the shoulder, and said, "Don't worry! What I ask you to do will only make you live a more dignified life. Maybe it will also make you famous in both worlds." hero."
"Ah? You... what on earth do you want me to do?" Becoming a hero famous in two worlds sounds very glorious, but if you think about it for a moment, you will know the dangers involved. It is never easy to be a hero, let alone one who is famous in two worlds. boundary. Wuyue Sanren felt weak in his heart.
"Hehe... I want you to be the savior!"