Gone was his earlier imposing demeanor; he stared at Jun Liuyue in terror, asking, "You...you...who exactly are you?"

Such a powerful beast isn't a beast soul at all! She... she's a summoner.

Recently, a rumor has been circulating in the martial arts world.

A summoner emerged from the small border country of Tianyan, causing many forces to flock to Tianyan to recruit him. However, the summoner's whereabouts are unknown.

All the factions went with high hopes, but returned disappointed. Rumors circulated about which faction would ultimately be able to win over this summoner.

His mind raced, and he seemed to realize something. He quickly said, "Spare me! I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness. Please forgive me, young lady. I will never dare to do it again."

He can't afford to offend this brat right now, but things might change once he gets back to the Deng family.

"Oh?" Liu Yue raised an eyebrow. "Have you ever heard the saying..."

"Wh...what?"

"Wildfire cannot burn them all; the spring breeze brings them back to life." Liu Yue smiled sweetly. "I prefer... to nip them in the bud!"

"No! I... I can acknowledge you as my master!" the gray-robed elder quickly said, "I am willing!"

"Oh?" Liu Yue raised an eyebrow with interest.

"Of course! I am an elder of the Deng family. Whatever you want to know, I will tell you everything I know!"

To save his life, he no longer cared about anything else.

His intuition told him that this woman really would kill him.

He didn't want to die!

Immediately afterwards, a stream of light enveloped him.

The gray-robed elder looked up and saw the power of the contract. He was utterly shocked—a slave contract! This little bitch wanted to contract him?!

"Death, or being bound by my contract." Liu Yue rubbed the little fox's head; it felt so soft and cuddly.

Little Fox: It seems like my head is going bald.

That damned Mo Qing!

Meanwhile, far away in the Xuan Tian Realm, Mo Qing sneezed twice.

Oh no! His Majesty is definitely thinking about how to kill him.

The gray-robed old man looked at the power of the contract enveloping him, gritted his teeth, and said, "Slave Contract!"

But--

On second thought, how strong could this little girl's mental strength be?