The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 126 Conditions, Agreements

"I can grant your request, but you must agree to one condition!" Bai Wu wasn't stupid; with his experience, he could easily see that this was a sign that the treasure's bloodline was recognizing its master.

In other words, once a spiritual treasure does this, even if its owner is killed and its enemy takes the treasure, it will not be able to unleash the treasure's full power.

Even if a treasure can unleash half of its power due to its own limitations, it's considered extremely fortunate.

Spiritual artifacts are actually just like powerful human cultivators; they are all proud, especially of their own abilities, which they generally do not suppress.

The fact that the Water Dragon Frost Jade could make such an irreversible decision shows that it has completely accepted the woman in front of it as its master.

Therefore, it is clear that this black smoke either possesses some extraordinary ability, or has amazing talent or potential; otherwise, there would be no reason for the Water Dragon Frost Jade to be made so hastily.

Baiwu firmly believes that "using treasures to judge people" is more accurate than "using people to judge people"!
"Please speak, Master, I'll consider it!" Upon hearing this, Black Smoke was overjoyed and forgot all about the sudden disappearance of the Water Dragon Frost Jade.

If Bai Wu really makes up his mind and vows to resist to the death, then there will be big trouble. Putting aside whether he can obtain the ghost spirit body, his own survival will be in question!

Now that there's a chance to avoid this scene, Black Smoke will naturally do his best to keep it.

"Take one of my lives!" The withered old ghost trembled violently, his eyes revealing boundless hatred, even stronger than when he faced Huo Yangzi and Sun Yunshan back then.

It's hard to imagine who else could provoke such deep hatred in him.

"Please speak, Master. As long as it's not an epic-level ghost spirit master, even if it's a legendary peak master, I will definitely comply in the future!" Black Smoke raised an eyebrow and asked. If it's just killing one person, then it will be much easier.

"Could it be that Feng Ling!?" The woman in black paced back and forth, rubbing her forehead, pondering the old man opposite her. She seemed very troubled, perhaps because she had no confidence in defeating Feng Ling.

"It wasn't him..." Bai Wu paused for a moment, then denied it in a nonchalant tone. The withered old man hadn't actually considered revenge against Feng Ling; on the contrary, he seemed to harbor some inexplicable admiration for him.

It wasn't him? The woman in black was filled with doubt. She couldn't imagine anyone else who would be more concerned about the deadly grudge brought by Feng Ling than the one that the withered white general was so eager to kill.

Then, before the black smoke could even voice its question, the old man's voice trembled violently and his gaze turned unusually cold as he said, "Demon Child... Xing Zhai!"

"What!?" The woman exclaimed in shock, her emotions fluctuating wildly. The scene, which had just returned to normal, quickly turned cold again, and the faint sound of snow falling could be heard.

"Of course, I know this is a bit difficult for you, after all, he is your future husband!" Seeing the woman's appearance and the endless killing intent emanating from her, the withered old man's heart sank.

"You can choose not to, but we can't fight to the death!" A chilling, unstable energy erupted, and while the withered old man was secretly on guard, he was already demonstrating his determination with his actions.

She secretly mocked herself for being so senile. It was true that the success rate of killing someone from one's own bedside was much higher than that of killing someone else, but asking someone else to kill her husband was already a major taboo!
"I promise you!" Just as the atmosphere was becoming increasingly tense, a clear, firm, and resolute voice rang in the ears of the withered old man, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, instantly dissolving all the oppressive atmosphere. "You really agree...!?" Looking at the overjoyed woman before him, the withered old man seemed to have a strange feeling, subconsciously asking again to confirm, before expressing a very doubtful expression.

"I don't want to marry him!" Without further explanation, Black Smoke suppressed all his violent killing intent, looked at the old man who had also stopped moving, and said calmly.

"No wonder...!" The old man was slightly taken aback, marveling at the woman's courage. With just this one sentence, simple, clear, and straightforward, it made everyone believe her without a doubt: "Now everything makes sense!"

It seems that the woman in front of him is cultivating so desperately so that one day she can use her formidable strength to speak for herself and take the initiative to propose to dissolve his marriage contract.

Sometimes, it has to be said that reality is really cruel. Even if someone is a favored daughter of heaven and a cultivation prodigy in the eyes of outsiders, within the evil spirit master organization, if their strength is not at least at the legendary level, they are still at the mercy of others!

Black Smoke is like that. Ever since she entered the main sect three years ago and was unintentionally chosen by that damned demon, she has never had a peaceful day. She is always worried about the slow progress of her cultivation.

The sect is so large, and it was only my first time there. There's no reason why I would so easily run into a demon from the sect. Could it be a coincidence?
Black Smoke was filled with doubt; this was the thing that had always puzzled her the most, and it drove her crazy whenever she thought about it.

She would rather give up her pretty face than marry that philandering devil.

"You trust me that much?" Having completely let down his guard, the withered white general slowly floated towards the woman in black.

Before long, the withered old man arrived in front of the other party, less than three meters away, which surprised the black smoke.

"No, I don't trust you!" Ku Gu Bai Jiang frankly stated his thoughts, causing the woman to frown and become secretly wary, thinking he was about to play some trick again. "However... I trust Shui Tu!"

"If possible, please kill Ling Weiyun for me while you're at it, to avenge your sect leader!" A hint of relief mixed with sadness seemed to possess a magical power, captivating the heart...

"Boom!" Before the words were finished, taking advantage of the moment when the black smoke was moved, Baiwu suddenly transformed into a stream of light and entered the ghost spirit life token that was actively drawn out by the aura.

"Whoosh...!" A moment later, everything vanished with the wind, and a strange chill emanated from the empty space, giving people an indescribable feeling of discomfort.

"Even if you don't tell me, I will avenge the sect leader sooner or later!" The woman in black stood there, lost in thought, and then dealt with a blood-soaked, frozen corpse.

With a "bang," the woman finished doing all this and suddenly turned into a wisp of black smoke, leaving the dilapidated Ice Jade Pavilion.

"Boom!" Just a dozen seconds after the black smoke dissipated, a violent tremor filled the heavens and earth. The loose rock layer above finally collapsed, and rubble and dust raged wildly, quickly sealing off the entire space.

For explorers and treasure hunters, once the allure of the treasures is gone, this soon-to-be-dormant Ice Jade Pavilion will have no value whatsoever, and perhaps many years from now, no one will ever come to visit it again...

(End of this chapter)