The air seemed to freeze.

“Little one, since you’ve come to my door, it must be fate that we’re connected.”

The yellow-skinned rat spirit's voice carried a strange, seductive rhythm: "Come, lift your head and take a good look at your grandpa. Do I look like a human? Or like a god?"

The last two questions were like thunderclaps, carrying a strange power that connected to the rules of heaven and earth.

The moment the words left her lips, Shen Zhaozhao felt the air around her suddenly freeze, and an invisible, heavy force of cause and effect suddenly pressed down on her, as if as long as she opened her mouth to answer, no matter what the answer was, she would fall into an abyss of no return.

The weasel's attempt to obtain a title was its most crucial, yet also most perilous, step in breaking free from its constraints and seizing the bounty of heaven and earth.

If you say it resembles a human, it can shed its demonic form, transform into a human, and condense a golden elixir.

It's said to be like a god, capable of ascending to heaven in a single step, rising into the clouds.

But regardless of the answer, the immense karmic burden of defying fate will be borne solely by the respondent, with no chance of survival.

The yellow-skinned rat demon grinned, its eerie green vertical pupils filled with a mocking and cruel anticipation, as if it could already see the miserable state of the weak cultivator before it, whose soul would be scattered under the backlash of the rules.

A gust of wind whipped up Shen Zhaozhao's clothes, but despite the powerful demonic energy and the pressure of the rules, her hand holding the sword remained remarkably steady.

Faced with this deadly question that would send chills down even the spines of a Golden Core cultivator, Shen Zhaozhao showed not a trace of panic. Instead, she took a deep breath, and then—

"I think you're the kind of contract worker who works from 6 am to 9 pm, earns a monthly salary of 3 low-grade spirit stones, and has no days off all year round. You're hardworking, conscientious, and willing to work for me until the next life."

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Yellow-skinned rat spirit: "What the hell?!?!"