I am Master Maoshan

"Well, then what? What are you going to do now?" Liu Jun asked indifferently, with a hint of confusion in his tone.

He could conclude that this Western Must Victory had no real killing intention towards him. Otherwise, he could have directly broken the formation and killed himself with one blow, without any need for so much nonsense.

Xifang Bisheng heard this and a playful smile appeared on his lips. He seemed to like Liu Jun's calm and witty attitude, which made him feel a little surprised and pleasantly surprised.

"My friend, you are very interesting." Ximen Bisheng said slowly, "However, whether you are willing or not, I will take the magic pill, and you and I want it too, but I don't want to make the relationship too stiff, so let's talk about it."

As he spoke, he waved his hand again, and the light curtain of the formation began to shake again, proving once again that it would be easy for him to break the formation.

"How do you want to talk about it?" Liu Jun frowned slightly, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

Ximen Bisheng raised a meaningful smile and said slowly, "It is indeed difficult for us to preserve these divine pills under the current situation. But I can assure you that as long as you and I sign the Heavenly Dao Contract, you will become one of my subordinates. At that time, even the Lord of the Heavenly Palace will never dare to embarrass you easily."

Liu Jun was silent for a few seconds after hearing this, as if he was weighing the pros and cons. The air around him seemed to freeze, with only the occasional sound of wind from afar breaking the silence.

Finally, Liu Jun spoke, with a hint of helplessness in his voice: "The conditions don't sound very attractive, but it seems that I don't have a better choice right now."

When Ximen Bisheng heard this, a trace of admiration flashed in his eyes: "My friend really knows the current affairs and knows how to judge the situation. This is the move of a wise man."

Liu Jun shook his head slightly, a faint smile on his face: "I understand, but I also have an additional condition."

A hint of joy flashed across Ximen Bisheng's face, as if he had expected something, but he pretended to be calm and said, "My friend, just say whatever you want. As long as I can do it, I, Ximen Bisheng, will never refuse."

Liu Jun turned his gaze to Xu Baoer, who had remained silent, with tenderness and determination in his eyes: "I have only refined more than a hundred of these magic pills. I need to continue refining them here for a few more days to ensure that I can leave enough magic pills for my sister, so that I can leave with you in peace."

Ximen Bisheng's expression changed slightly when he heard this, and he obviously hadn't expected this. He hesitated for a moment, his eyes moving back and forth between Liu Jun and Xu Baoer. Although he was absolutely confident in his own strength, the situation before him was complex and changeable, and any slight change could trigger a chain reaction.

"Why must it be so?" Ximen Bisheng finally couldn't help but ask, with a hint of confusion and temptation in his voice.

Liu Jun gently patted Xu Baoer's shoulder, his gesture contained endless tenderness and reluctance, his eyes were full of doting and determination: "She is my only sister. In this turbulent, complicated and dangerous world, I must leave something for her so that I can leave with peace of mind and move on."

As he spoke, Liu Jun deliberately chose an angle that Ximen Bisheng could not detect, and gave Xu Baoer a wink, a look that was full of tacit understanding and profound meaning.

Although Xu Baoer is still young, this little girl is smart and quick-witted. She saw through her brother Liu Jun's intention at a glance - he was going to set a trap for the bearded uncle. I'm afraid that by then, this uncle won't even know how he was sold out by her brother.

So, Xu Baoer immediately got into the role. Her little face was instantly filled with sadness. Her bright eyes seemed to be filled with endless tears. She sobbed, her voice choking a little: "Brother, are you really going to leave? I can't live without you. If you abandon me, I... I would rather die."

As she spoke, her tears rolled down like beads that had broken off the string. Her appearance made anyone feel pity for her.

Seeing this, Liu Jun felt touched and helpless. He took the opportunity to comfort Xu Baoer and whispered in her ear, "Okay, okay, the show is over."

Xu Baoer understood, she wiped her tears and tried to force out a strong smile: "Brother, I understand, you can go with peace of mind, I will definitely live well, don't worry about me. If you have the chance, you must come back to see me, I will always wait for you."

Liu Jun couldn't help but feel his eyes moisten when he heard his sister's words: "I will, I will definitely come back."

At this moment, although the brother and sister are about to separate, their hearts are closely connected, as if no distance can separate them.

All of this was seen by Ximen Bisheng. A complex emotion flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

"If you can't bear to leave your sister, why don't you take her to the Catholic temple?" Zhang Wuchen's words were filled with a hint of anxiety and impatience. He didn't seem to fully understand the persistence and determination of the young man in front of him.

When Liu Jun heard this, his eyes instantly became as sharp as a knife. He turned around abruptly and faced Zhang Wuchen, looking as if he wanted to make an enemy of the whole world.

"Then I would rather die!" Liu Jun's voice was firm and resolute, and every word seemed to burst out from the bottom of his heart. "I can be a slave and suffer humiliation, but my sister is the only pure land in my life. She absolutely cannot do that! Don't even think about it!"

As the words fell, the spiritual energy around Liu Jun rose rapidly, like boiling water. An indomitable will surged in his body, as if it wanted to break through all obstacles.

"Wait, my friend, don't get excited." Seeing this, Ximen Bisheng hurriedly spoke to comfort him. Ximen Bisheng knew very well that if he angered Liu Jun again at this time, the consequences would be disastrous. He had finally managed to convince him, so wouldn't it be in vain? It would not do him any good at all.

At the same time, he glared at Zhang Zaochen next to him, his eyes full of blame and warning.

Zhang Zhongchen's face turned pale and blue. Although he was unwilling, he did not dare to refute Ximen Bisheng's majesty. After all, Ximen Bisheng's status in the Catholic Temple was far beyond his reach.

After Zhang Zaotian and other powerful men from the Temple of the Lord went away, Ximen Bisheng's face was replaced with a warm smile. He looked at Liu Jun with a calculating light in his eyes.

"My dear friend, since you have put forward the conditions, I will naturally agree to them. However, how do we sign the Heavenly Dao Contract between you and me?"

Ximen Bisheng’s meaning was very simple. He could give Liu Jun time to continue refining the magic pill, but he must first sign the Heavenly Dao Contract. In this way, even if other strong men came to rescue Liu Jun, with the Heavenly Dao Contract, Liu Jun would be a hostage in his hands, and no one could do anything to him.

Liu Jun's expression eased slightly after hearing this, but the vigilance in his eyes did not disappear. He knew very well that once the Heavenly Dao Contract was signed, it was like a life and death agreement and could not be easily violated. But at this moment, for the safety of Xu Baoer and himself, he was willing to take a risk.

"I can cooperate with you now regarding the contract." Liu Jun said in a deep voice, with a hint of determination in his tone, as if he had already given up everything.

Ximen Bisheng heard this and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips. He knew that after a series of battles and psychological warfare, his goal had finally been achieved.

Although there was a hint of uneasiness in his heart, Ximen Bisheng quickly suppressed it. He was confident that once the Heavenly Dao Contract was signed, Liu Jun would be unable to escape even if he had wings. Even if Liu Jun had some conspiracy in his heart, it would be exposed under the constraints of the Heavenly Dao Contract.

What's more, the Heavenly Dao Contract he was going to sign was a master-servant contract. Under this contract, Liu Jun would be completely controlled by him. As long as he had a thought, he could destroy Liu Jun's body and soul, and he would never be able to turn over.

"Wait for me a moment." Liu Jun said, and he moved, and walked out of the formation like a ghost, his movements were quick and decisive.

His back appeared lonely and resolute under the illumination of the formation's light curtain, as if he was bidding a silent farewell.

The light curtain of the formation opened a hole after he left, and then quickly closed, as if no one had ever entered or left.

And at the moment when the hole was opened, something strange happened! A thundercloud instantly gathered in the sky above, with flashes of lightning and interweaving rays of electricity, as if foreshadowing an ominous sign.

However, when the light curtain of the formation was closed again, the thundercloud seemed to have lost its target. After circling in the air for a few times, it gradually dissipated. The sound of thunder gradually faded away and finally returned to silence.

Ximen Bisheng looked at this scene and secretly felt lucky. He thought this was a warning from the thundercloud to Liu Jun. After all, Liu Jun's act of refining a large number of divine pills was too outrageous. However, he forgot the real intention of the thundercloud.

Liu Jun was outside the formation, staring at the dissipating thunderclouds, with an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes.

He thought to himself: Although this Heavenly Law Contract is strong, it may not be able to bind those who are truly determined. How could he, Liu Jun, easily succumb to others? He will pay back the humiliation today a hundredfold!
"Let's start." There was a barely perceptible determination in Liu Jun's voice, and he looked at Ximen Bisheng with a firm gaze.

"Okay." Ximen Bisheng nodded slightly, slowly stretched out his right hand, and gestured lightly in the air.

As he moved, some mysterious power seemed to surge in the air. Then, strings of golden words appeared out of thin air. They intertwined and circled in the air, and finally froze into an ancient and solemn contract.

Those golden words emitted a faint light, and each one contained unspeakable power.

Liu Jun's pupils shrank slightly, and he recognized the contract - the master-servant contract. He couldn't help but sneer in his heart. This Ximen Bisheng really didn't treat him as a human being, and tried to bind him in this way.

However, there was no anger or dissatisfaction on Liu Jun's face. He just watched it all silently, as if thinking about something.

"By the pen." Ximen Bisheng spoke again, with a hint of unquestionable majesty in his voice.

He just waved his hand lightly, and an ancient brush appeared out of thin air in his hand. The brush holder was engraved with complicated patterns, which seemed to contain some mysterious power.

Ximen Bisheng picked up the pen and wrote his name on the black cloth without hesitation. Then, he bit his fingertips and a drop of bright red blood fell on the contract, instantly blending with the golden words and emitting an even more dazzling light.

After finishing all this, Ximen Bisheng handed the black cloth and pen to Liu Jun. His eyes revealed a hint of expectation and scrutiny, as if he was waiting for Liu Jun's decision. (End of this chapter)