Chapter 143 She's a Little Devil
With the assurance of faith, Feather Fan decided to accept the High Priest's request to form a soul contract.
"No, no! Even if he believes in you now and you receive his power of faith, there's no guarantee he won't change his mind later."
I know some believers who changed their faith along the way.
"Some people have believed in a certain religion for decades, but because their desires were not fulfilled by the god they believed in, they then switched to another religion." Xiaobai was the first to object.
“If you insist on signing a soul contract with the Demon Clan, then let me do it,” Bo Yi said.
He always fully supported Yu Shan's decisions, and if there were any risks, he was willing to take them on for her.
Moreover, he also possesses the ability to devour, so he's not afraid that this cunning purple demon will betray him halfway through.
“You can’t do it. The power of faith can only be sensed and absorbed by those who cultivate witch spirit power.” Feather Fan shook his head.
Everyone objected, so Yu Shan had to put the plan aside for the time being.
After dinner, Xi'er started yawning early, so Xiaobai quickly got her some hot water and urged her to wash up and go to bed.
When Xi'er released her divine sense and found that everything around her had become quiet, she summoned Da Cai and Xiao Cai and had them use their invisibility abilities to carry her to Uncle Bo's laboratory.
She was tempted when she saw her mother receive the power of faith from that purple demon high priest during the day.
As a descendant of the Holy Witch Clan, she knew that people's faith in God had long since become impure, and that most people no longer believed in the existence of God.
Aside from the Holy Witch Clan, she could only witness the power of faith; she had never seen it anywhere else.
But unexpectedly, this demon race also possessed the power of faith.
Having grown up among the Holy Witch Clan, she naturally knew how powerful the force of faith could be.
However, she is too young now. Although the people of the Holy Witch Clan all like her very much, she has never sensed the power of their faith.
Their faith is in their mother, the former saint, and they willingly dedicate the power of their faith to her.
Although she is very strong among her peers, she wants to be even stronger!
That way, if she encounters a large-scale battle like last time again, she won't have to hide in a safe place and cast a purification spell that has little destructive power.
From a young age, she was always protected by her parents, brother, Aunt Mina, and godmother Xuanxuan, and she wanted to protect everyone as well.
She had been hiding nearby and watching all day, which is why she noticed the high priest's expression.
His disappointment and sadness after being refused a soul contract were genuine and not feigned.
If she can form a contract with this high priest, her combat power will skyrocket from now on!
Uncle Bo set up a security barrier in the laboratory, and outsiders couldn't get in at all.
But she wasn't an outsider. She just asked casually, and Uncle Bo gave her a formation token. With the token, she could come and go as she pleased.
At this moment, Xi'er, holding the array token, easily entered the laboratory and quickly found the cage where the high priest was imprisoned.
Outside the cage, there was a mental net set up by Uncle Matt, as well as the vine clones of Uncle Bo's contracted spirit plant, Thousand Threads.
With so many checkpoints, even at the height of his power, the High Priest could not escape.
"Hi! Hello, High Priest! I'm Xi'er, we met during the day." Xi'er smiled and waved to him.
The weakened high priest had been too emotionally agitated these past few days after watching the tutorial, and had not managed to fall into a deep sleep.
He didn't pay much attention to Xi'er, assuming that the human child had only sneaked in out of curiosity.
However, he also noticed during the day that this child was one of the two children of the goddess Yu Shan in his heart.
So he tried to put on a kind smile and said, "Xi'er, it's so late. Your parents will worry if you sneak out alone. You should go back quickly."
"High Priest, what's your name?" Xi'er asked to herself.
"My name is Zi Ling. We, the Fine Demon Clan, are named according to our combat strength ranking. We hold a tournament every ten years. The Purple Demon ranked first is called Zi Yi, and so on."
However, my name as High Priest will remain unchanged. From the day I became High Priest, I will be called Zi Ling, and this name will stay with me until I die.
The high priest explained earnestly that he thought the adults were too wary of him, so it would be better to let them get to know him better through this child.
"Oh? Then your Demon Clan is too pitiful, you don't even have names of your own."
"But since your name is Zi Ling, how about I call you Grandpa Ling from now on?" Xi'er said.
Zi Ling could feel the kindness from the little girl, and he was deeply moved.
The demon race killed many humans, but this little girl did not harbor that intense hatred towards him.
"Xi'er, don't you hate me?" Zi Ling asked.
"I hate you, but I don't hate you. Your Demon Clan killed many of our people, so I hate the Demon Clan."
But after hearing from Uncle Bo that your ancestral land is all saline-alkali land, and that your people are hungry and thirsty every day, I feel sorry for you.
From childhood to adulthood, Xi'er has never gone hungry or lacked water.
"You kill each other to fight for food, just like wild animals eat other wild animals to survive," Xi'er said.
"Thank you, kind child." Green liquid flowed from Zi Ling's eyes, and as soon as it came out, it condensed into three spherical beads.
He reached out and caught the bead, then sent his tears to Xi'er from afar.
Looking at the green beads floating in front of her, Xi'er's eyes widened with curiosity:
"So beautiful! Like jade beads! Grandpa Zero, are all the tears of your Fairy Clan this beautiful?"
"Yes. But we demons rarely shed tears in our lives, because tears need moisture to condense, and we are reluctant to shed tears."
"These three tears are for you. If any of your relatives or friends are seriously injured in the future, feed them one, and they will recover quickly," Zi Ling said.
"Thank you, Grandpa Zero!" Xi'er put the three beads into her spatial ring.
"Aren't you afraid that my bead is poisonous?" Zi Ling asked.
“We Holy Witch Clan members are born with keen senses. I’ve been able to sense other people’s kindness and malice since I was a child,” Xi’er said.
"By the way, I heard you say during the day that you wanted to form a soul contract with my mother. If you become the most loyal servant of the human race, will your people abandon you?" Xi'er asked.
“No. My people trust me as their high priest, and they will unconditionally obey my decisions,” Zi Ling said.
He wasn't exaggerating; the trust that the Demon Clan has in their High Priest is a tradition ingrained in the bones of generations of people.
"Okay, then I'm relieved. Grandpa Ling, now I'm giving you a chance, it's up to you whether you want to seize it." Xi'er blinked and said.
“You said it, I definitely won’t miss it,” Zi Ling said solemnly.
"Nobody trusts you now, but my mother believes in you, and I'm willing to believe in you too."
"So, would you like me to be your contract master?" Xi'er said with a smile.
"No! They'll definitely think I lied to you, and then they'll kill me without mercy!" Zi Ling hurriedly shook her head.
He could clearly see how important the girl was in those people's eyes, and even if she took the initiative, they wouldn't let him off the hook.
"Huh? But I heard that if one party to a contract dies, the other party will suffer a backlash."
"To protect me, they'll at most beat you up, they definitely won't kill you," Xi'er said.
"The kind of soul contract I'm talking about isn't like that."
This is a soul sacrifice, condensing my essence into a soul bead to offer to my master.
Every day, I transfer a portion of the energy I absorb to the Soul Pearl to nourish my master.
When the master's soul is severely damaged, he can absorb my essence to heal.
If I betray you, my master can crush my soul bead at any time and kill me.
"If anyone else kills me, at most the Soul Bead in my master's hand will shatter. The only impact on my master is that he loses a Soul Bead," Zi Ling explained.
"Oh, I see! Then I'm much more relieved! Come on, quickly offer your soul as a sacrifice to me, or I'll have to call for help!"
"Then I'll say it was you who used soul-capturing magic to bring me here." Xi'er's tone was full of threat.
Zi Ling: This isn't a kind child at all! She's clearly a little devil!
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