"Hurry up, brother!" Seeing that he was still hesitant to kneel, Qiao Mei became anxious and turned to tug at his sleeve. "Hurry up, this is a good time. Like me, kneel down and worship heaven and earth, and swear an oath to the heavens..."

The sky wasn't completely dark yet; the burning incense released flickering flames.

Mo Tian looked up at the sky, opened his mouth but didn't speak. He took a deep breath, and finally, one knee buckled, and he knelt down on one leg.

"Heaven above, earth below, I, Qiao Mei..."

"I, Mo Tian, ​​hereby become your brother and sister. From this day forward, we will share wealth and poverty!" Mo Tian followed Qiao Mei and shouted to the sky. Then, holding up the burning incense, he bowed slightly towards the boundless sky.

A faint, strange light, appearing and disappearing intermittently, shot upwards into the sky...

"Boom!" To everyone's surprise, as soon as he bowed, a muffled thunder suddenly resounded from nowhere in the previously silent and unusually calm sky.

The thunder was strange, as if it had fallen from mid-air...

"Thunder? Is that thunder?" Upon hearing the thunder, Qiao Mei immediately looked up, gazing at the sky in confusion. This winter day had been clear and cloudless, and it was almost evening; why was there thunder? It was truly strange.

"Oh, perhaps the heavens are blessing us!" Mo Tian grinned, but a bitter feeling welled up inside him. The mighty king of another world had been reduced to becoming sworn siblings with a mortal woman. "I, this king, have performed the proper rites for eighty-one days in this other world, and roamed the four seas and eight wastelands of the spirit realm..."

They engraved their names on various spirit stones, acquiring their own unique imprint. From then on, they stood on equal footing with the spirit kings above the nine heavens, without any distinction of seniority.

This bow will cause the imprints left in the four seas and eight wastelands to resonate with each other, which will inevitably cause this shock.

That's why a sound similar to thunder could be heard.

Oh no! My bow was too hasty. I'm sure Wenlong will soon find out that I have escaped from the Heavenly Fiend Land.

Upon realizing this, Mo Tian quickly stood up, and the thunder immediately ceased. However, Mo Tian soon felt that he might have been a bit too cautious.

Hua Motian, oh Hua Motian

So what if Wen Long finds out? He's the one who should be afraid.

Hua Motian is not so easy to eliminate.

Given his personality, he'll likely devise another treacherous scheme to eliminate me completely...

Well, what's meant to be will be, Mo Tian shook his head and gave a bitter laugh.

"Huh, that was just one clap of thunder." Qiao Mei looked up and stared for a while. When the thunder stopped, she turned to Mo Tian with a displeased expression. "Brother, why did you stand up? Don't you want to become sworn brothers with Qiao Mei? As the saying goes, a gentleman's word is as good as his bond. You're not going to go back on your word, are you?"

"You're joking, I... how could I possibly go back on my word? What I just said was..."

Could I say those things to him? Mo Tian was speechless for a moment, so he could only turn his back to the sky and mutter to himself—this is just a ceremony, I'm just going through the motions, don't overreact...

Under Qiao Mei's watchful gaze, Mo Tian carefully knelt down, finally managing to finish the greeting. Mo Tian stood up first and then reached out to help Qiao Mei up, saying, "Sister, get up. From now on, we are siblings. Please take good care of your little brother."

"That goes without saying. But brother, there's a question I don't know if I can ask you?"

"Ask away." Looking at Qiao Mei across from him, Mo Tian suddenly felt genuinely happy. "From now on, there's nothing between us that can't be asked."