Shang Lin came and went in a hurry. Situ Pojun smiled helplessly. This kid must be something special, but he just couldn't find out the real reason.
Could it be related to his inhuman, neither-demon physique? But whatever the case, as long as he's a friend now, that's fine. As for the future, we'll have to deal with that later; we can't worry unnecessarily.
While waiting for the elevator, Shang Lin happened to run into Shang Jing, who looked every bit the professional elite, carrying a stack of folders and looking hurried.
He stopped immediately upon seeing Shang Lin. "Shang Lin! What brings you here?"
Shang Lin smiled slightly and asked in return, "So you've officially started working here?"
Shang Jing started by complaining, "Yeah, the section chief just won't let him go. But I've been working myself to the bone managing the business empire of Shangjia since I was a human being. I'll never have a moment's peace, even if I die. I'm exhausted. I don't know what I'm doing all this for?"
Shang Lin glanced subconsciously in the direction of Situ Pojun's office. "Be careful your boss doesn't hear you."
Shang Jing didn't care at all. "I don't care if he hears me or not. I'm the one who's exhausted, while he's having a great time right now. All he has to do every day is wait to count his money. I don't understand why someone who works in the underworld is so obsessed with money?"
Oh, so it wasn't that Situ Pojun's ways of making money were getting wider and wider, but because of the former domineering CEO Shang Jing! Shang Lin laughed again: "It's normal for him to love money, after all, money makes the world go round."
Shang Jing, "..."
What you said makes so much sense, I'm speechless. But, "Don't you need the money? Why won't you go back to the merchant?"
"The elevator is here." Let's not discuss this anymore. Shang Lin quickly stepped into the elevator. "Goodbye."
Shang Jing watched helplessly as the elevator doors slowly closed. This kid was really difficult to deal with. But he was already dead, so he couldn't care less. He had done all he could.
Shang Lin immediately transferred money to his disciples, instructing them to buy what he needed as soon as possible. He went straight home to deal with Achou, the name he had given the pen, just like how Old Man Chai gave him the nickname "Iron Egg," meaning easy to raise. Achou meant easy to tame.
The Dragon Spirit Tower enveloped the house, and Shang Lin then took out the box containing the vermilion brush. The tower spirit floated on his shoulder and asked, "What is this? It has a strong malevolent aura."
“The vermilion brush used by the executioner thousands of years ago has formed a spirit, and it’s quite fierce.” Shang Lin looked at the Divine Lord again, “If I can’t defeat it later, the Divine Lord must quickly close the lid.”
The deity looked at Shang Lin with some confusion, "Why go through all this trouble? Don't you have a spirit? With your constitution that's like Tang Monk's flesh, just feed him some blood and he'll be at your beck and call in no time. Look at Lü Yao, how fierce he is, but he was still dealt with by your blood."
Shang Lin, "..."
No, “That was a blood pact of service with Green One, it’s not the same.”
"What's the difference? You can just make this your servant too, it'll only cost you a little blood. It's better than using force, and you're not that strong right now anyway."
The Divine Lord always hits the nail on the head, and Shang Lin was used to it. He felt uneasy if the Divine Lord didn't say something hurtful. But, "Is it really feasible?"
Tarling said rather irresponsibly, "Why don't you give it a try and see? It's always an opportunity."
"……All right."
This time, Shang Lin was more serious about establishing the blood pact of service than ever before. Previously, it seemed particularly easy, like playing around, and even looked a bit fake.
However, although the tower spirit spoke lightly, it was not careless at all. In fact, it was even more vigilant than Shang Lin. As soon as blood gushed out from Shang Lin's cut finger, Lü Yao rushed over, faster than anyone could imagine.
Shang Lin snapped back to reality in an instant, and could only turn her finger in a different direction to present it to Lü Yao. She couldn't start drawing until she had dealt with Lü Yao herself.
The tower spirit sighed softly, "Luckily, only the three of us know about your constitution, otherwise you would have been devoured without a trace in no time!"
Shang Lin remained calm. "Once I've subdued Ah Chou, I'll draw more talismans to conceal my aura and hide it from all evil spirits."
The deity sighed, "It's one way, I suppose."
Green Yao quickly got "drunk," and Shang Lin handed it to the God Lord. Then he began to draw the contract of subjugation with blood as a brush. After finishing the drawing, he placed the vermilion brush box in the very center of the pattern before opening the lid.
Just like when it was opened in Situ Pojun's office, but this time the spirit roared and rushed straight at Shang Lin, only to be firmly bound by an invisible force and unable to get close to him.
Shang Lin hurriedly chanted an incantation, while dripping his blood onto the pen. The black ball of energy instantly transformed into a dark humanoid shape, roughly the size of the tower spirit, struggling and roaring as it lunged at Shang Lin, seemingly intent on biting him to death.
Shang Lin remained motionless. Even when A Chou pounced on him, causing the air currents to ruffle his hair, he continued the ceremony of signing the blood pact of servitude.
But the next second, the "drunk" Green Yao suddenly rushed up, pounced on the dark little figure and beat it up, eventually even smashing the pen to pieces.
Shang Lin's last drop of blood could only drip onto the tip of the pen, but he said helplessly, "I wonder if the blood pact will still be effective after all this commotion by Lü Yao!"
Taling touched his nose somewhat awkwardly and explained, "I didn't expect Green One to be so fast and so fierce, after all, it's still a small one."
A Chou was beaten so hard that he retracted into the pen. Lu Yao looked at it very domineeringly, then tore off a leaf from the top of his head and threw it on the pen. He said very arrogantly, "If you continue to be fierce, beat him."
Shang Lin and Shen Jun looked at each other, wondering who was more aggressive. But the next second they saw the green leaves and the fragments of the pen body merge together and gradually become a whole pen body, yellowish-brown with a hint of purple, as lustrous as jade.
Then, as if the pen had been refurbished, it slowly rose out of the box. Shang Lin reached out warily, but A Chou offered no resistance and obediently let him take it.
Shang Lin was both surprised and delighted. "It seems that the name 'A Chou' is not suitable for you. Let's change it to 'A Yu'."
Green Yao darted into Shang Lin's hand, "Ugly."
Two characters slowly appeared on the pen: "A Chou".
Shang Lin immediately laughed, "Has Green Clown found a new partner? Since Ugly Clown agrees, let's keep calling her Ugly Clown."
Greenie stood Ugly upright, wrapped it in two leaves and patted it gently, like a parent who had just scolded a naughty child and was now trying to soothe it.
Shang Lin found it somewhat amusing, but didn't separate them. It turns out even a hardworking gardener needs playmates! He had been negligent.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
