"Ah~" The man was stunned. He looked at the tortoise shell in his hand and fell into a daze.

The Xuanwu tortoise shell, his innate forbidden artifact, may not have much combat power, but it is unparalleled in defense, and can also bring good fortune and ward off evil, and predict the future.

It was because after seeing Chu Feng that he used the Xuanwu tortoise shell to divine, and the clue he received was that he should come here and make a promise with the other party.

Unexpectedly, this divine object was described by the other party as nothing more than a turtle shell.

The man wondered if the calculation of the forbidden artifact was wrong.

"Master, trade me away. This is all part of the rehearsal. Don't worry, as long as we get his promise, we can get through that great calamity in the future!"

The voice of the forbidden artifact spirit rang in the man's mind. He was startled and stroked the tortoise shell with his fingers, lost in thought.

"But this person's abilities are extremely terrifying. He can disregard the contract and completely separate you from my side!" The man communicated with the forbidden artifact spirit using his divine sense.

This item was extremely important to him, having been with him for countless years. To trade it away was like tearing a piece of his heart apart; he was extremely reluctant to part with it.

"Master, there's no need to worry. Heaven has its own will! This is my mission!" The forbidden artifact spirit kept reassuring the man, signaling him to give up on it.

"What are you muttering about? If you don't think it's going to work out, then the deal is off!" Chu Feng said nonchalantly.

For him, men were merely dispensable; time was of the essence, and merging with the Seed of Creation was the priority!

"Alright, with this forbidden artifact, I'll trade you a promise!" The man gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

"Huh? You agreed?" Chu Feng was slightly taken aback, somewhat incredulous. He then solemnly scrutinized the man, as if he had encountered a very attractive target.

"One tortoise shell isn't enough! Could you add some more?"

Man: "Holy crap, your ancestors for eighteen generations!"