When Ye Sisi met the national treasure's clear yet foolish gaze, her eyes involuntarily softened. She raised her hand to stroke its fluffy head, but her hand was slapped away by something.

The spirit painting said irritably, "Are you looking for death?"

Ye Sisi looked at the adorable national treasure in front of her, her big eyes meeting its gaze, and asked very seriously, "Will you hurt me?"

Guobao quickly shook his head, his eyes filled with sincerity. Ye Sisi then turned to look at Hualing: "How can you damage your friend's reputation like this?"

Painting Spirit...

He stared at the national treasure as if he'd seen a ghost, his voice trembling: "You...you've been possessed?"

The national treasure seems to want to roll its eyes, but its eyes are as black as its dark circles, so even if it did, probably no one would be able to tell.

Ye Sisi pointed at the painting spirit and said, "National treasure, this ghost can talk, but you can't?"

The national treasure shook its head, and the painting spirit acted as a translator: "It can't speak yet, it's about to fall into a deep sleep. It also asked me to ask you if you're willing to sign an equal contract with it, so you won't have to worry about it harming you!"

Ye Sisi pondered for a moment, then gave a cute smile: "You guys are friends, right?"

Upon seeing her smile, Hua Ling instinctively took a step back and asked warily, "What do you want?"

Ye Sisi smiled even more adorably: "Friends should share both good times and bad, so I can't let the national treasure enjoy the good times with me all by itself. As its friend, you should also enjoy the good times with it!"

Painting Spirit...

This is utterly absurd and twisted logic.

Are you sure following you won't be torture?

Ye Sisi sighed and shook her head, saying, "You guys really have a fake brotherhood. What, you mean you're only willing to share the good times with the national treasure, but not the bad?"

"Stop talking nonsense! How could I not want to share its hardships? If it weren't for me, it would have died long ago!"

The national treasure seemed quite helpless. It patted its paws to attract the attention of the human and the spirit, then rubbed its dark circles to indicate that it was going to sleep.

After thinking for a moment, Ye Sisi still cut her finger, and a drop of bright red blood floated to the national treasure's mouth. "I don't know anything about the equal contract, but you're very cute, so I'll give you this drop of blood!"

The national treasure glanced at her, then opened its mouth and swallowed.

"It says it will sign an equal contract, and you can sign it now if you're willing!"

Ye Sisi shook her head: "I don't really like spirit pets, but if you want to follow me, you'll have to swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao!"

The painting spirit looked at her in surprise. This was a divine beast! There were many benefits to forming a contract with it, yet she refused so easily?

"What, you won't even make a vow? Then you might as well send me out!"

Hua Ling quickly shook her head, then raised her chubby little hand, thought for a moment, and asked Ye Sisi, "How should I make an oath?"

"I'll tell her that Ye Xiaokeai and I are best friends forever, that I'll never hurt her, and that I'll protect her!" After thinking for a moment, she added, "And I'll share all my good things with her!"

Hua Ling's lips twitched as he listened. He may look like a little kid, but he has lived for a long time. Does this brat even know what shame is?

Ignoring the grumpy-looking little painting spirit, Ye Sisi looked at the adorable national treasure and said with a smile, "Good national treasure, what do you think of this oath?"

The national treasure nodded without hesitation, and Ye Sisi even saw a hint of a smile in its dark eyes.

Ye Sisi was satisfied. She reached out and patted its little head, then turned to look at the little painting spirit with a resentful expression: "Do you know why the national treasure is more popular than you? Look, that's the difference!"

Painting Spirit...

This girl is not only shameless, but also has a sharp tongue!

Finally, under the watchful eyes of the man and the beast, Hua Ling reluctantly made that ridiculous oath, suspecting that everything he had would end up benefiting this brat.

It has to be said that Hua Ling's conjecture was correct; her space was severely damaged by Ye Sisi in the future, but that's another story.

After the painting spirit finished making the oath, it seemed to realize something and pointed at the national treasure, saying, "It can't even speak, how can you make it make an oath?"

Ye Sisi blinked and then looked at the national treasure. The national treasure pressed its little paw on the ground, and a six-pointed star formation instantly took shape under its little paw.

"Are you crazy...!"

Hua Ling seemed to want to say something, but shut up after being glanced at by Guo Bao, her chubby little face full of astonishment.

Ye Sisi was about to ask Guobao something when Guobao, as if it had exhausted itself, yawned and transformed into a streak of light, landing on her shoulder.

She turned to look at the national treasure, which had shrunk to the size of a fist. Although she didn't know what it had just done, it must have been a considerable drain on it.

"Little Painting Spirit, what did the national treasure just do?"

The little painting spirit shook its head, simply saying, "You just need to know that it will never hurt you!"

Ye Sisi nodded thoughtfully, then said, "By the way, Little Painting Spirit, do you have a name?"

"Yes, my name is Ling!"

"Okay, then I'll call you Little Fatty from now on, since you're so chubby!"

Hua Ling... does this brat even understand human speech?!

"Can you even understand human language? I've told you I have a name, my name is Ling!"

Are you even human?

Painting Spirit...

He decided he should never speak to that brat again; honestly, she had such a sharp tongue.

In the end, he could only accept this shameful name with resentment and helplessness. What the hell is "fat"? This is called cute, okay? This brat must have a problem with her aesthetic sense!

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