Starting as dockworkers, they swept through Chongqing.

Xilun paused, a strange unease rising in his heart.

He looked at the other person warily and asked, "Your disciple? Who is your disciple?"

A cold smile seemed to curl at the corners of the woman's lips.

"My disciple's name is—Shuma."

boom!

The word "Shuma" struck Xilun's nerves like two heavy hammers.

In an instant, Xilun recalled the figure in the black robe with the sinister face.

The enemy who was extremely skilled at manipulating the eerie spiritual rope, and was ultimately killed by himself and his companion Susie.

Not only did he kill her, but he also took the trophy from her corpse like a greedy plunderer—the extraordinary relic, the spiritual rope!

Xilun's pupils contracted sharply, and all the muscles in his body instinctively entered the highest level of combat readiness.

Almost instinctively, he stomped his foot on the ground, taking two steps back with his chair, increasing the distance between himself and the table.

He furrowed his brows tightly, his internal energy surging wildly like a volcano about to erupt, and asked in a deep voice:

"You're Huma's teacher? So... you set up this stall here today specifically to seek revenge for her?"

Despite the formidable threat from Xilun, the soothsayer remained seated, his posture unchanged.

She said calmly, "Don't be so nervous."

I have lived for a long time, and I have many disciples, like chives in a field, harvested one crop after another.

Huma was just one of them. My relationship with her wasn't deep, and I wouldn't be so furious about her death.

"However," the woman changed the subject, "the magic rope she tempers with her soul day and night was lent to her by me, and I need to retrieve it on my way today."

Just as Xilun was about to say that it was his spoils of war, he suddenly felt a strange wriggling sensation on his wrist.

He blinked in horror and saw that the two magic ropes wrapped tightly around his arms and wrists seemed to have suddenly come to life, severing their spiritual connection with him on their own.

They were like two black serpents, quickly slipping away from his sleeve.

The next second, the two magic ropes drew a strange arc in the air and flew directly to the woman across the table, obediently wrapping around the thigh that peeked out from under the woman's slit robe.

Her thighs were tightly bound by black ropes, leaving the rest exposed to the air. Her skin was fair and delicate, with long, slender lines. Against the backdrop of the black ropes, she exuded a breathtakingly alluring and eerie beauty.

Xilun broke out in a cold sweat.

He had long been adept at handling this extraordinary relic, but in front of the other party, he had no chance to resist at all, and it was easily taken away.

This woman's strength is absolutely unfathomable!

The woman reached out and gently stroked the magic rope on her thigh, as if soothing a frightened pet.

She continued in her soft, sweet voice, "Although Huma is a bit slow-witted, she was the one I carefully selected."

She is my next puppet body, whom I am extremely satisfied with. I have poured a lot of effort into nurturing her.

"But you killed him like a dog."

Honestly, when I saw that scene in the crystal ball, I was really angry for a long time.

Xilun noticed that although her tone was calm, her words revealed a disregard for life, clearly indicating that she did not care about the life or death of that so-called disciple.

He forced himself to calm down and tried to reason with them:

"It was your disciple who, out of greed, launched an attack on us in the deep forest."

In that life-or-death struggle, if I didn't kill her, I would be the one to die.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have ended up like this; this is an ironclad rule of the extraordinary world.

The woman nodded noncommittally and said, "That's why I didn't just strangle you when I first saw you."

"You won the fight, which is in line with the law of the jungle."

Therefore, I have no intention of pursuing your murder crimes. We will let bygones be bygones regarding Huma's death.

"However..." the woman held up two fingers, "I still have two things to do."

First, I took back the magic rope that belonged to me, and I have already done that.

Secondly, you need to compensate me for the enormous loss of a superb physical body.

Xilun was taken aback, but quickly seized upon the flaw in the other person's words and retorted:

"Wait a minute! Since you just said you wouldn't pursue the murder, then according to the law of the victor, this magic rope should be considered my legitimate spoils of war after Huma's death. What right do you have to forcibly take it away?"

The woman shook her head, and the shadow under the hood seemed to deepen.

"You've got it wrong. You already owe me money for the interpretation during the divination just now."

I took back the magic rope, simply as a valuable and extraordinary item to settle your divination debt to me.

"Now that the debt is cleared, let's talk about compensating for the physical body."

The woman lowered her fingers, her tone turning cold, as if she were discussing an expensive item.

"The girl Huma, as an excellent vessel for negative emotions, was filled with hatred, resentment, jealousy and laziness that were beyond the reach of ordinary people."

At the same time, she also has quite good spiritual talent.

That was the perfect puppet vessel I had spent over a decade preparing.

"Now, you have destroyed this container."

Therefore, you need to compensate me with a body of equal quality.

Xiren was almost laughing in exasperation at this woman's robber logic.

He clenched his fists and roared:

"You're just being completely unreasonable! You only explained the first divination, which means I only need to pay you once."

"You just took the magic rope to pay off your debt, so we're even now!"

The woman held up her finger and shook it, saying:

No, no, no. You're wrong again.

This time, I'm demanding compensation for your physical body. The fee isn't for explanation, but for the act of divination I performed for you.

Xilun laughed angrily and loudly questioned, "You said it yourself: divination is free, only interpretation costs money!"

The woman retorted confidently, "But I also made it clear beforehand that the gifts of fate are limited, and I will only give you two free fortune readings."

Xilun argued forcefully: "But you also said that because the second astrological crystal ball divination failed and yielded no results, you, as a diviner, failed in your duty and therefore voluntarily compensated me by performing a third divination!"

The woman's voice carried a hint of mockery:

"Yes, I admit it."

So, out of great compassion, I compensated you by giving you the exceptional opportunity to have your fortune told three times by the same person.

"But did I say that this third divination, which goes beyond the rules, was a free service?"

She scoffed, "What, Sir Knight, are you going to withhold your fortune-telling fees right in front of me?"

After saying that, the woman arrogantly crossed her legs.

She pressed her left leg heavily onto her right, the fair skin on her thighs slightly sunken due to the pressure, the magic rope digging into the flesh, revealing a seductive tension.

She crossed her arms, striking a pose as if she were being pressured by creditors.

Xilun was utterly defeated by these shameless remarks.

He knew full well that reasoning with such a capricious and terrifyingly powerful being was futile.

He took a deep breath and conceded, "Fine, even if you're right."

The third divination indicates I owe you. If you need money, I can try to find a way to get it.

But I am merely an extraordinary ordinary person; I have no way to conjure up or kill someone to take away a perfect body filled with negative emotions to compensate you!

No, you do.

The woman's voice suddenly became extremely eerie, revealing a chilling greed.

"I observed you carefully with my spiritual senses when you approached."

"The physical body you are using now is really excellent."

"His qi and blood flow like a deep abyss, his bones are strong and resilient."

"Although it is a male puppet, it is somewhat different from my previous habits."

But this physical appearance is rather handsome, and most importantly, this body is incredibly gifted, having somehow managed to cramm in a number of strange yet perfectly integrated exotic talents.

She seemed increasingly satisfied as she looked at it, and let out a soft chuckle of contentment.

"However, to make up for my loss, I don't mind reluctantly living in a male body and experiencing a different life for decades."

"You can pledge your body to me."

Xilun felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and the blood in his body seemed to freeze at that moment.

He finally understood what this woman's ultimate goal was after going through all this trouble! She had her eye on his body and wanted to possess it!

"Of course, I am not some unreasonable devil."

The woman noticed Xilen's fear and waved her hand magnanimously, "Considering you just won the championship, this is the most triumphant time of your life."

"I can be kind and allow you to use this body for a few more years."

Let's set a ten-year timeframe.

"Ten years from now, I will arrive on time, take away your spirit, and take over this body."

During these ten years, you can go and find a new body to possess.

As for your current physical body, I will make good use of it for you.

The woman blinked her unseen eyes under her hood, speaking casually as if she were discussing renting a coat.

"How about it? This deal is fair, isn't it?"

You damaged the female body I had chosen, so I magnanimously allow you to live for another ten years, and then you will compensate me with your current body.

The feud between us is now completely over.

She even thoughtfully added, "If you really can't find a suitable container, I can also prepare the bodies of my former abandoned disciples for you in advance regarding your spiritual destiny."

"Although it has been kept for thirty years, it has been stored in an ice coffin in the far north, and its body is still very fresh."

You might have some psychological barriers and find it hard to adjust at first when you become a woman, but believe me, habit is a powerful thing, and you'll gradually adapt.

Xilun was completely stunned.

His brain felt as if it had been run over by a massive hydraulic press, completely unable to comprehend the woman's absurd and terrifying logic.

What insane nonsense is this crazy woman spouting?!

Transform yourself into a woman? And then have your body taken away ten years later?

Just as Siron was about to go berserk and fight desperately under the pressure of extreme fear.

The woman seemed to sense the blood and qi in Xilun's body that were on the verge of going out of control, and she smiled contemptuously.

"If words cannot subdue you, then if possible, I will have to have your guardian sign this contract."

After saying that, she tilted her head slightly and murmured two ancient and obscure syllables in a frequency that was inaudible to ordinary people.

I don't know what law it triggered.

next moment!

A few hundred meters away from the pavilion, in the direction of the high-end hospital near the Daewoo Dojo.

"Bang!"

A deafening sound of shattering glass suddenly rang out in mid-air.

Countless shards of glass refracted a blinding light in the sunlight.

A figure as fierce as a raging lion, carrying extremely violent third-tier power, crashed straight down from a hundred meters in the sky onto this green grass like a falling meteorite.

"boom!"

The figure crashed heavily onto the stone path outside the pavilion, the enormous impact instantly cracking the hard stone slabs and sending dust billowing up.

Xilun turned his head sharply and saw that the wind had dispersed the smoke and dust.

The person who came was none other than his teacher, Lund!

Lund's resolute face was now filled with an unprecedented solemnity and vigilance.

His terrifying aura, befitting a third-order aberrant individual, was released without reservation, sweeping across the entire area as if it were a tangible force.

His gaze was sharp as a knife, instantly sweeping over the pale-faced Xilun. After confirming that he was temporarily safe, he fixed his gaze on the black-robed woman sitting in the pavilion.

Lund was stunned at first. He could not sense any fluctuations of qi or blood from the other person, as if the person sitting there was just a wisp of empty air.

But his instincts were screaming warnings of death.

He took a deep breath, bowed slightly, maintaining a defensive posture, and asked in a deep voice:

"Who are you, and why are you making things difficult for my disciple?"

The woman remained indifferent to the hostility of a third-tier powerhouse.

She didn't even lift her eyelids, maintaining her arms crossed, and said in a flat tone:

"You've come at the right time. I'm planning to buy your disciple's current physical body."

"Just now, I paid your disciple in advance the money for the physical body, which is also the fee for divination."

"You're his teacher, do you agree to this deal?"

She even pulled a yellowed parchment from her sleeve and slapped it on the table.

"If all goes well, we can now sign a contract to sell our souls and bodies."

Lund frowned deeply after hearing these absurd words.

Although he was shocked by the other party's arrogance, he still maintained a restrained tone.

"Please don't joke around, sir. My disciple is of sound mind; how could he do something as insane as willingly selling his own body?"

The woman sneered and retorted, "He didn't sell it voluntarily; I bought it on my own."

But the key point is that I've already paid a deposit.

"What? You're sure you want a disciple taught by a third-tier extraordinary cultivator to renege on his promise right in front of me?"

Lund stepped forward, shielding Xilen with his broad back, and faced the terrifying woman directly.

He said firmly, "I believe that someone of your esteemed status would never try to deceive me with such a lie."

"However, whatever he owes you."

I would never agree to a condition that requires him to pay off his debts with his own body!

"If you're going to use force, then you'll have to step over my dead body first!"