"Okay, I agree!"
Just when Ying Luo was about to stop him, Chen Yu spoke directly.
"Okay! In that case, let's make a contract!"
Yu Yunyang was overjoyed. He took out a roll of golden paper and wrote down all the terms he had just mentioned on it.
The people from the nine major immortal sects looked at each other, nodded at the same time, and each of them shot out a beam of light, writing their names on the paper.
Chen Yu did not hesitate and picked up the pen to write his name on the paper.
After the words were written, the golden paper floated in the air and burned to ashes with a puff.
This is a method used by immortals to conclude contracts. Once successfully concluded, neither party can violate it.
Once you violate it, you will be punished by heaven.
If the First Emperor were still alive, he would naturally not be afraid of this kind of punishment from heaven.
But the times are different now. After the contract is signed, even if it is the fate of the Qin Dynasty, there is no way to save Chen Yu!
Seeing the sky full of ashes, Yu Yunyang finally showed joy on his face.
"Master Chen, wait for me, the Nine Great Immortal Sects, to take your head at the martial arts arena tomorrow!"
After saying that, Yu Yunyang and others left the hall directly.
"Yes, I'm waiting for you. You must come and kill me."
Chen Yu stretched his head and shouted, unable to hold back his smile.
Oh my, the people from the Immortal Sect are so awesome. Wouldn’t it have been better if they had done this earlier?
Will I fail again this time?
Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
He was not worried about tomorrow's outcome at all.
The fact that Yu Yunyang dared to say this already showed that they were confident of victory.
Where can I find such a good thing that can save the lives of Ge Bai and the other three and kill myself?
Turning his head, Chen Yu looked at Ying Luo.
"Duke Wenxuan, you are too rash!"
Ying Luo frowned and sighed.
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