Only after becoming emperor did he realize he was in a fantasy world of immortal cultivation.

"This technique was learned from Master Yu," Lin Yuan said, uttering the most crucial statement first.

Sure enough, as soon as these words were spoken, Lin Yuan saw a flicker in Gong Wuchen's eyes, and the previously unnoticed probing look in his eyes resurfaced.

Lin Yuan knew that Gong Wuchen's guard against him had already loosened.

He immediately resumed speaking and then explained the contract magic one by one.

After speaking, Lin Yuan calmly took in Gong Wuchen's expression.

At this moment, Gong Wuchen's eyes had returned to calm, with a faint smile appearing at the corners of his eyes, seemingly mixed with a hint of appreciation.

Then Gong Wuchen said gently, "I see."

"As expected of the teachings of Immortal Yu, even the contract techniques are exquisite." Gong Yi, who had been listening intently, couldn't help but praise.

Gong Li, standing nearby, seemed to understand only partially, but that didn't stop him from deeply agreeing with Gong Yi's words. His gaze fell on Lin Yuan, and for some reason, even though he and Lin Yuan were in the same room, he inexplicably felt as if the two were a thousand miles apart.

Is it because Lin Yuan has mastered such exquisite techniques?

But then again, it doesn't seem so.

Gong Wujue was already itching to try it out after hearing this. He immediately wanted Lin Yuan to use the contract technique and then try to control the magic weapon with spiritual power to change its state, as Lin Yuan had suggested.

However, he also understood the deeper meaning behind Gong Wuchen's question, so he looked up at Gong Wuchen and, after receiving a nod from Gong Wuchen, quickly said, "Lin Yuan, I'm fine. Let's begin the spell."

Lin Yuan: "Yes."

"Please infuse spiritual power into the magic artifact, young master," Lin Yuan said, raising his hand to indicate to Gong Wujue.

Gong Wujue nodded slightly.

He then gently raised his right hand, channeling his spiritual energy into his palm, and a faint golden light flowed from his fingertips. Immediately afterwards, he joined his fingers like a sword and lightly touched the center of the magical artifact.

The storage box on the table suddenly emitted a dazzling light.

Upon seeing this, Lin Yuan immediately formed a complex and exquisite hand seal in front of his chest, his fingertips moving swiftly, creating wisps of pale golden light.

His lips moved slightly, and a deep, mysterious incantation rippled through the air, each word seemingly containing the ultimate truth of the universe.

As time passed, the pale golden light gradually converged, transforming into tiny chains of runes that, as if possessing life, coiled around the pillar of spiritual energy injected by Gong Wujue.

At first, the two forces were like two unrelated streams.

But soon, under Lin Yuan's magical guidance, the golden rune chains began to deeply merge with the spiritual energy pillar injected by Gong Wujue, weaving together to outline a complex three-dimensional contract pattern.

The pattern hovered above the magic artifact, slowly rotating and emitting an extremely dazzling light.

The next instant, the magical artifact trembled slightly and emitted a few buzzing sounds.

About an incense stick later, when Lin Yuan cast the final contract spell and his hands pressed down steadily, the three-dimensional contract pattern suddenly shrank inward, transforming into a dazzling star that instantly disappeared into the core of the magic artifact.

The light completely subsided, and the magical artifact remained unchanged.

but......

Lin Yuan lowered his hands, a slight smile playing on his lips, revealing a satisfied expression.

"The contract is complete." He looked at Gong Wujue and smiled calmly, "Young Master only needs to slightly mobilize his spiritual power to control the magical artifact."

Upon hearing this, Gong Yi and Gong Li immediately became restless.

The two of them couldn't help but walk together to Gong Wujue's desk.

"No secret, give it a try!" Gong Yi urged impatiently.

Gong Wujue had the same idea. Upon hearing this, he smiled, picked up the storage box on the table, and wiped his right hand on the magic weapon.