Of course, Chen Zhong never expected that he would be so lucky.
Wulan was almost crying. Every word Chen Zhong said was like the devil's whisper, bit by bit penetrating into her mind.
It turns out that everything we did was silently watched by this man.
No! It's very likely that the Tianyan Palace and the Red Flame Empire knew everything and just let us go.
Is our Ling Ya Sect really going to perish?
Just when Wulan felt hopeless, she heard words that shocked her mother.
"Call me... Master."
Chen Zhong looked serious as if he was thinking about whether to press the nuclear button, but in fact he was full of complaints but had no place to vent them.
Finally, he used this shameful skill again.
The reason why he didn't use it on Huo Shan was because Chen Zhong was not very confident about the absoluteness of this skill. What if the so-called love defeated the rules of the magic skill?
Such a bloody plot is not impossible to happen.
Therefore, Huo Shan will die sooner or later, and only dead people are safest.
As for Wulan, it was not yet to the point where she had to be killed, and what he wanted was the secret in her... heart.
Make a contract, use it for a while, and then remove it when the threat is gone!
"What...what?" Wulan's mixed-race face turned pale and bloodless in an instant.
Do I have to endure torture and humiliation before I die?
But I can't die. The savior has not been found yet. I can endure the temporary torture and just think of myself as being crushed by a mad dog.
"Submit to me, and I can lead you to the light." Chen Zhong said these childish lines, but he was actually vomiting three liters of blood in his heart.
What the hell, this is so stupid!
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Ulan froze on the spot, his blue eyes flickering like flames, extinguishing and then lighting up again.
Extremely contradictory psychology:
Towards the light... Towards the light... What does this mean... Could it be that Chen Zhong is the savior in the prophecy? Yes, he is also a member of Shangshan Sect, and through my observation over the past few days, he is indeed a little different from others.
Wait, what am I thinking? How could this be such a coincidence? He's still unsure if he's the savior!
Anyway, deal with him first!
“Master… Master… Master!”
Wulan exhaled with a sweet breath, her face flushed and she shouted out, feeling relieved.
"Yeah." Chen Zhong replied.
After a few seconds, there was no beep.
I'm fucking!!!
Forcibly suppressing the goose bumps that were rising, Chen Zhong said, "Keep shouting. You can't stop until I say stop."
Wu Lan looked at Chen Zhong pitifully with tears in her eyes, "Devil!"
"Let's get started." Chen Zhong said without any emotion, "Until I'm satisfied."
"Owner."
“Hey.”
“Master, Master, Master, Master, Master!”
"Hey, hey, hey, hey!"
For the first time in sixteen years, the girl suffered a physical and mental insult that exhausted her. She was forced to do something so unspeakable that she had experienced social death countless times.
Half an hour later.
"Wuwuwuwu..." Wulan finally couldn't help it and shed tears under Chen Zhong's pressure.
Chen Zhong showed a satisfied expression. The "Master-Servant Contract" was finally reached, but Wulan was not aware of it yet.
"Now I ask you, what is your purpose in coming to Tianyan Academy?" Chen Zhong sat on the ground, helped Wulan untie herself, and gave her compressed biscuits and purified water.
Wulan was also tired. He wolfed down the rough food, hesitated for a moment, and said slowly,
"My aunt and I come from the Crow Cult of the Divine Empire, a powerful and declining sect. The original purpose and core of our sect is to find the legendary savior and fight against the apocalypse that will one day come."
"Later, the Crow Cult was severely damaged by the Pantheon Cult and was on the verge of extinction. This made us even more eager to find a savior, and by the way, save our Crow Clan, so that we can overcome the darkness and return to the light."
"Some time ago, my aunt, the Great Protector of the Ling Ya Sect, calculated that the savior was within the Shangshan Sect, so..."
Chen Zhong continued, "So you were spying on us?"
Wulan nodded obediently, "Yes."
Chen Zhong, "..."
This plot was far too simple, not as complicated as he had imagined, not even one ten-thousandth as complicated.
Chen Zhong is not interested in any savior, nor does he want to be the one.
However, the Crow Cult's apocalyptic prophecy caught his attention. Has anyone really predicted the coming of the end of the world?
It seems that my worries were not just wishful thinking!
"What is the end of the world?" Chen Zhong asked.
Wu Lan shook her head. "I don't know about that either. Only my aunt and master know."
"What is your status in the Ling Ya Sect?" Chen Zhong had a headache. Wu Lan could handle it, but her aunt was a great protector after all, and her strength was far beyond her capacity.
"The Saint." Wu Lan replied.
"How many people are there among you now?" Chen Zhong wanted to see whether the Ling Ya Cult was legitimate or not, and whether the contents of the prophecy were all made up to deceive people.
"Including me, there are seventeen." Wu Lan was a little embarrassed to speak, and said sadly, "Two hundred years ago, the Ling Ya Cult had tens of thousands of followers, comparable to the Pantheon."
After confirming the truth, Chen Zhong stopped worrying about it. Since it was not what he thought, there was no need to say any more nonsense.
"Although I am definitely not the savior you are looking for, I can recommend you to Shangshan Sect as my compensation to you." Chen Zhong said with a smile.
Wulan's face turned pale, knowing that Chen Zhong was making up for the hundreds of times she had called him "master" just now. This man was so strange and had such a strong taste.
"Thanks."
"When you join again in a few days, don't mention me, and don't say you know me after you join." Chen Zhong reminded again and again.
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