Chen Yan was surprised. This indeed sounded very tempting.
She asked, “How did you do that?”
The young boy asked indifferently, "Why should I tell you if you don't sign a contract with me?"
The implication was that he would only tell her about his abilities after both parties had formally signed a contract.
Upon hearing this, Chen Yan simply stared at the young boy in front of her. She could tell he had a cold and aloof personality. At the same time, she could also sense the powerful ghost power emanating from him, like a surging wave.
Among the many ghosts she summoned, apart from Sister Hong Ling, the power contained in this young boy was the most powerful and majestic.
Although he looks like he is only twelve or thirteen years old, he may have actually experienced many vicissitudes of life and lived for hundreds, thousands or even tens of thousands of years.
Bai Ze, who was standing by, did not interfere with Chen Yan's decision.
His master only needs to follow her heart.
The young boy frowned when he saw that she hadn't spoken for such a long time, and was slightly impatient. Humans are troublesome.
At this time, Chen Yan extended an inviting hand towards him.
"If you are willing to sign a contract with me, from now on you will be my contracted ghost, and I will be your master. Are you willing?" Chen Yan's voice was cold and firm, like a breeze blowing past his ears.
He looked at Chen Yan, and at the same time, an inexplicable impulse surged in his heart, but he also felt a little hesitant. Perhaps it was Chen Yan's serious attitude that made him think of retreating.
Did he really want to make a contract with her?
Does he really have to associate with this human in order to leave the underworld?
If he made a contract with her, he could leave the underworld, but at the same time he would have an extra layer of restraint. His life would be in her hands. How much freedom would he have?
The young boy's eyelashes trembled slightly, but when he raised his eyes to meet Chen Yan's calm gaze, he didn't know what he was thinking...
He slowly stretched out his hand and gently touched Chen Yan's hand, as if at that moment, a special connection was established between them.
The atmosphere around them became quiet and mysterious, as if there were only the two of them.
Their eyes met.
"Ji, my name is Ji, the Ji of disease." He spoke slowly, his voice not lowered deliberately, as if it had returned to the clear voice that a young boy should have.
He felt the warmth and softness of Chen Yan's palm, and couldn't help but look at their touching hands. He saw that his hands were particularly ugly compared to Chen Yan's hands.
The backs of his hands were covered with irregular scars, some high and some deep, and his palms were covered with thick calluses.
The young boy's eyes suddenly froze, and he instinctively wanted to pull his hand back, but at this moment, Chen Yan's hand held his hand tightly, as if he didn't notice the flaw in his hand at all.
He looked at Chen Yan in astonishment, but saw that Chen Yan's expression was normal. She began to unfold the contract magic circle, and the light of the magic circle enveloped the man and the ghost.
In this brilliant light, the young boy's mood gradually calmed down.
This was Chen Yan's first time contracting a ghost.
About a moment later, the two sides exchanged a drop of blood.
Soon, the contract was made.
Chen Yan clearly felt that there was an additional connection in her body. She could also feel Ji's emotions. At this moment, Ji was overwhelmed with emotions.
The dragon Wuying, who was originally in the supernatural space, suddenly opened his bean-sized animal pupils, with an expression of disbelief in his eyes.
Chen Yan actually contracted another beast, no, that’s not right, it’s a ghost!
Wu Ying angrily said, "Alright, alright! It's fine that she contracted Bai Ze, but she actually contracted a messed up ghost! And she didn't even tell me beforehand! This is totally outrageous!"
Jiu Zhuan yawned beside him: "You are not the master's master, why should the master greet you in advance?"
Wu Ying: “…”
Wu Ying was so angry that his nose turned up in anger. He said in a cold voice: "I am a prehistoric beast, of noble status, prominent position, and extraordinary strength. Look at her again, how can she compare to me?"
Jiu Zhuan put on a perfunctory smile. "No matter how powerful you are, you are still the master's beast. Don't even mention you. I, the mighty Jiu Zhuan Demon Suppression Tower, am still the master's treasure."
Wu Ying was speechless.
It glared at Jiu Zhuan fiercely.
It really couldn't understand why the mighty Nine-Revolution Demon-Suppressing Tower followed a human so wholeheartedly and spoke well of the human everywhere.
Wu Ying thought of something and asked in confusion, "Your former master was so powerful, why were you so blind as to fall for Chen Yan?"
"You don't understand." Jiu Zhuan sighed softly.
No matter how powerful Feng Xingyao is, it is of no use to him!
Because Feng Xingyao didn't make a contract with himself at all, and he just treated himself as a little toy for entertainment.
However, having Feng Xingyao as its master is not without its benefits.
At least he would protect himself.
But now the master will also protect himself, and the kind of protection that is done at the risk of his own life.
Strangely enough, it has been following Feng Xingyao since its birth. It once asked about its origins, but he just perfunctorily said: You jumped out of a stone.
Wu Ying narrowed his eyes upon hearing these familiar words and immediately retorted, "How can I understand if you don't tell me?"
"Even if you could understand, I wouldn't tell you."
"Jiu Zhuan, you're looking for death!"
"You're getting angry out of shame!"
"I am angry!"
"Don't come over here!"
Wu Ying chased Jiu Zhuan and attacked him, but Jiu Zhuan quickly changed back into the form of the Demon Suppressing Tower and kept dodging in the space.
At this time, in Chen Yan's spiritual summoning space, Chen Yan and Ji reached a contract.
Chen Yan looked at him and said, "You can tell me about your abilities now."
"Your own spiritual power is the foundation that supports these strange beasts and ghosts to fight outside, but the more there are and the longer they exist, the faster your spiritual power will be consumed. I can't help you improve your spiritual power, but I can help you transfer spiritual power from the future to fill the deficit." said the young boy.
"From the future?"
"Yes." The young boy nodded. His face was sickly pale, his eyes still arrogant, and his tone was cold and distant. "The technique I practice is closely related to time. If you have exhausted your spiritual power at this moment, I am able to help you transfer your spiritual power to fill your current spiritual power deficit. However, it is important to note that this transferred spiritual power does not come from others, but from your future self."
"In other words, I can help you draw spiritual energy from your future self three months from now to alleviate your immediate problem. In doing so, your future self three months from now might become weak due to the sudden loss of spiritual energy, or even temporarily lose the ability to use spiritual energy."
Chen Yan fell silent after hearing this.
This is an extremely risky approach.
This can solve the immediate problem, but it is impossible to estimate whether the future self can cope with this sudden change, because if the future self is in danger and suddenly loses spiritual power, then this may very likely become the cause of his death.
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