Keqing, it’s just cultivating immortality, is it that difficult?

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Another crisp sound, as if it was the sound of a cage being twisted, came from the opposite side. The sound was terrifying and fierce, making people feel an inexplicable sense of oppression.

"Either accept the Lord or die!"

The hem of her skirt swayed without wind, and the cold voice seemed to come from the bottomless abyss, bringing with it extreme coldness and bone-chilling chill.

A chill ran through the cynic's body, and he realized that the Supreme Being above him could easily control her life, rather than letting her do whatever she wanted.

Bargain your own existence.

It felt that its breathing was becoming increasingly difficult, as if it was being held tightly by an invisible hand, preventing it from breathing freely.

The bones were squeezed little by little by the external force, making a series of shattering sounds that made people shudder. The skin and flesh were tightly attached to the bones, as if they were about to merge with the bones. Because of the external pressure, the sharp and broken bone spurs pierced through the skin, and were exposed to the air along with the scarlet blood.

At this moment, Cynic felt that his body could no longer bear the huge pressure. His consciousness began to blur and darkness enveloped his eyes. It was as if at this moment, he saw the end of his life and saw his soul gradually leaving his body. Endless fear and despair overwhelmed his heart.

At this moment, it was afraid! Afraid of death! Afraid that its soul would dissipate and there would be no trace left in this world.

Wrapped in darkness, he felt a great fear in his heart.

"Please...I...I am willing...to spare me..."

He used up his last bit of strength and struggled to squeeze out a broken plea for mercy from his throat!

Pray for the grace and mercy of the Supreme.

Not to mention holding back, I would even chop off two of its heads!

Between life and death, dignity only exists on the edge of a blade. Faced with a strong man who can kill it at any time, it decisively gave up its ridiculous dignity.

In just a moment, the arrogant cynic was like a blood-drained livestock, struggling feebly, begging for hope of survival.

"You know what's going on..."

Yuehu frowned and withdrew the pressure.

The Cynic also came to his senses in an instant, breathing heavily like a dead fish, and coughing from time to time to spit out some blood and flesh fragments.

"Thank you, thank you Supreme for sparing my life..."

Yuehu frowned, looking disgusted.

"You should have done this earlier. What a waste of time."

After saying this, he looked at Keqing again, and his cold eyes instantly became gentle as if in a spring breeze, just like a dramatic change of expression, so fast.

"Little guy, I'll leave this thing to you. Remember to clean it up."

"Don't thank me~"

As she spoke, she blinked her right eye at Keqing, and with a touch of tenderness, she gently licked the corner of her lips with her kitten-like pink tongue.

Then he disappeared in an instant, probably going back to the pleasure boat to take a nap.

[Ah, I misunderstood her. It turns out that this guy made such a big fuss just for the master! ]

There was a hint of sarcasm in Little Coal Ball's words.

[Master, your charm remains undiminished. Even the beast king, the Fox of Ages, did not mind the trouble and spent some time making a fuss just for you, just to subdue the beast king and make you recognize him as your master.]

[Tsk tsk, how about Master... just give in to him... such a big thigh, it would be a waste not to hug him! ]

"I feel...you've been talking too much nonsense lately. Do you want me to give you a massage? To loosen up your muscles?"

Keqing raised her eyebrows slightly, her tone was light and calm without any ups and downs, but the little coal ball seemed to be frightened and immediately shut his mouth!

Seeing her act like a scapegoat, Keqing wondered whether this fellow seemed to be getting more and more frivolous, wondering if he felt that he had achieved something or that he, as a master, had lost his power of authority.

Regardless of the little coal ball's careless words, Keqing turned her gaze to the cynic in front of her.

The other party also noticed Keqing's gaze, and quickly struggled to stand up, came in front of Keqing, lowered his head respectfully, and showed a gesture of submission.

"Greetings, Master... Please accept my cynicism."

The tone was humble, even the posture was so, but Keqing could hear some gnashing of teeth in it.

[Tsk tsk, this guy seems very unwilling]

Even though the Supreme was gone, the Cynic still didn't dare to make any move, because he knew that the other party was still on the pleasure boat and had not left.

If I make any move, I'm afraid that what awaits me is not escape and ascension, but death, with no body left and my soul scattered.

As it surrendered, a white Yuandan was spit out from its mouth.

There were strange purple patterns carved on the fist-sized Yuan Dan. As soon as it was spread out, it exuded an extraordinary aura and a bit of pressure.

This is the cultivator's transformation into a spirit, when the Nascent Soul transforms into the Primordial Spirit, with the soul and spirit remaining in the spirit and the magic power remaining in the body. However, it is different for wild beasts. When a wild beast is promoted to Beast King, all its magic power will condense into Yuandan, including the soul and spirit attached to the Yuandan.

It can be said that the Yuandan is the whole body cultivation of the wild beast. Once the Yuandan is shattered and dissipated, all the cultivation will be dissipated, and there will be no power to recover.

Keqing looked at the Yuandan in front of her and frowned slightly, while Cynic seemed respectful, but no one knew what he was thinking.

Ah……

You're just a small bug. What good can it do even if I give you Yuandan and ask you to make a contract with it?

The Yuan Dan contains my soul and all my magical powers. Even if that supreme being wants me to recognize you as my master, do you have that ability?

No matter what the contract is, it requires powerful spiritual power and magic power. It's just a small Nascent Soul. Even if he restrains himself and lets go of his mind and let the contract be signed, I'm afraid the other party will be in trouble. It is estimated that at that time he can only mobilize a large amount of spiritual power to barely sign the contract.

And such a contract that uses a large number of souls is the most unreliable. A contract that does not use strength to crush is just a castle in the air. Ha, when the time comes, find the right time to retaliate... At that time, it will be your own fault.

Your chance to escape!

The Cynic thought darkly, his heart filled with resentment and hatred, but he dared not show it on the surface.

"Yuan Dan?"

This was the first time that Keqing saw the Yuandan of a wild beast. She carefully sensed the aura on it. It was very strong, with a very strong aura, and there was also the soul of the beast on it.

It might take some effort to sign a contract.

However, it was easy for her.

Keqing concentrated her mind and calmed her breath. As her sea of ​​consciousness churned, a wisp of her soul drew out a wisp of the sun's aura and a wisp of Yi wood's aura. Then countless runes thickened it, gradually forming a wonderful pattern.

She stretched out her hand and drew in the air. In just a moment, the contract rune containing the power of her soul gradually emerged.

"go with!"

In an instant, the contract rune broke through the Yuandan magic power and was directly imprinted on the Yuandan, as if there was no obstacle. It was imprinted on Yuandan in an instant, adding a new golden line on the original purple line.

A golden light flashed for an instant, but gradually disappeared in a moment, and no runes could be seen clearly.

The cynic who was about to laugh at the joke was suddenly stunned and his face turned ugly!

"impossible!"

"Impossible what?"

Keqing calmly looked at the Cynic who exclaimed in shock.

"Of course it's impossible..."

He suddenly stopped talking before he could finish his words, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

A powerful and pure aura suddenly appeared in Yuandan's mind, bursting out wantonly and burning his soul and magic power.

The Cynic's face changed drastically and he looked at Keqing in front of him with horror.

It felt a domineering and powerful force attached to its beast soul without any objection. The powerful power of the contract was accompanied by a majestic power and contained an extreme sense of destruction.

The power was deep, distant, destructive, vast, and invulnerable, but it just firmly covered his head.

It was as if if he showed any disrespect, a force would come from the inside out and swallow him up and burn him to ashes!

What kind of power is this! This is not an ordinary soul contract!

The Cynic was horrified and looked at Keqing with panic.

Is the person in front of him really a Nascent Soul cultivator? You have to know that even if he opens his beast soul, his instinctive rejection and the strength of his soul are not something a mere Nascent Soul can easily contract.

Not to mention the power of heaven that he felt, it was so strong and so close, as if the girl in front of him was the sky, controlling its life and death in a single thought.

Chapter 678 Don’t Get Too Deep (Part 2)

Heaven is naturally the heaven of the way of heaven, but it is not the way of heaven of Kyushu, but the way of heaven of one’s own small world.

Keqing knew that her soul was powerful, but she didn't expect to be able to contract a Divine Transformation Monk on her own.

Although the contract can be signed, such a contract is unstable and uncontrollable, and may be backfired at any time. Moreover, if one wants to suppress the backlash of the contract, then a large amount of soul power must be spent to control the contract. Obviously, this situation is not worth the cost.

Although Keqing felt that she could do many things at once, she was not confident that she could suppress the Divine Transformation cultivator in front of her, prevent the backlash, make use of him for her own benefit, and move normally.

Therefore, the contract that seemed to be dominated by her was not entirely so.

Keqing added other elements to it and did not just rely on soul power to dominate the contract.

She used the small world as a medium to lure out a trace of Heavenly Power, and then combined her own power and the suppressive power of the Heavenly and Earthly Runes to form a special master-recognition contract. All beings bound by the contract could feel the powerful Heavenly Power and tyrannical force.

In fact, all of that is fake and virtual. It's just that Keqing is substituting the sky of her small world for the Heaven of Kyushu, making the people in the contract mistakenly believe it is the power of the Heaven of Kyushu, and then become timid and dare not act rashly.

The power of Heaven is so strong that even a powerful contract cannot be separated from Heaven. Once violated, it will directly lead to Heaven's punishment. Keqing used a trick to make the Cynic think that she had used special abilities. Even the power of Heaven was attached to the contract, making him mistakenly believe that if he violated the contract, Heaven would bring down Heaven's punishment on the spot, not to mention the backlash of the contract. At that time, let alone escape, he would be killed on the spot.

Of course, in reality, the soul will definitely not be scattered, it's just that the backlash will be more serious.

But even so, it is enough to make the Cynics behave themselves and never dare to act rashly against Keqing again.

Could it be that the person in front of me is a powerful person who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger?

"Owner--"

The Cynic knelt respectfully, not daring to have any more hope, but his heart was as hopeless as death. Now he was afraid that he would really become a slave to the man in front of him. It was all his fault that he was blind and had to be greedy, so he wanted to attack the passing flying boat to vent his anger.

As a result, instead of venting its anger, it got itself severely beaten, not only was it half-dead, but it was also contracted by a human. It must have felt really miserable!

[This guy doesn’t seem to be convinced yet…]

The little coal ball curled his lips, really having no tact.

[The master is so powerful, it is such a blessing to follow him, but this guy has such a droopy look on his face, who is he looking down on? ]

Who do you look down on? Of course, you look down on her.

Even Keqing knows that

Being severely beaten up and forced to recognize someone else as his master, and that master being a being one level lower than his own, no matter who he is, he would probably feel hopeless and hopeless about his future.

In order to survive, we lose our freedom and are controlled for the rest of our lives. How helpless it is.

But what can he do? This guy was so blind as to attack his own pleasure boat, and then he just happened to meet Senior Yuehu who had a sudden inspiration.

Keqing doesn't sympathize with this guy. She can only say that he deserves it. What do you call this? He reaps what he sows.

Well... no matter what, this guy has now recognized me as his master. Senior Yuehu doesn't think it's a big deal, but for his own Licheng, this is the combat power of a god. Since the senior gave it to him, it must not be wasted like this.

Although contracts can be relied upon, it would be better if one could give full play to their subjective initiative.

Thinking of this, Keqing had some thoughts in her mind. She looked at the Cynic in front of her who was bleeding profusely, his hair wet with blood, and his body covered in mud, and took out a bottle of pills.

Pretending to be nonchalant.

"Well... since you have acknowledged me as your master, then you are one of us. Let's heal our wounds first."

"This is a healing pill I made. I made it casually. It's not worth much. I'll give it to you."

Keqing was not polite and directly threw a bottle of elixir to the Cynic.

She made a hand gesture and a breeze swept through, and with a dust-removing spell, all the blood and hair on the ground were cleaned up.

"Thank you, Master..."

The Cynic lowered his head and took the pill without any expectations.

I didn’t expect that this human was also an alchemist.

He just wanted to get rid of me like this, didn't he like me? He was a Divine Transformation cultivator after all, wasn't it too insulting to him to just give him some scraps?

The Cynic was resentful, but he didn't dare to show it, so he had to pretend to be respectful and open the elixir bottle.

Who made me a prisoner? And I was also bound by the master-recognition contract with the power of heaven. Why didn't the other party take me seriously? It must be because my Beast King cultivation was nothing in the eyes of the other party!

Thinking of this, the trace of resentment turned into a trace of helplessness and deep regret.

If I had known this earlier, why would I have done it in the first place...

It opened the pill indifferently, intending to see what kind of crap was inside, but unexpectedly, a surge of spiritual energy rushed towards it, flowing straight into its crown through its pores!