Chapter 3: Reclaiming My Belongings, the Blood Pact Dissolves
Shen Yuepo returned to the room and closed the dilapidated wooden door behind her.
She walked straight to the worn wooden table, raised her left hand, and lightly tapped the white jade bracelet with her fingertips.
"come out."
A faint light flashed across the surface of the white jade bracelet: "What is it?"
Shen Yuepo cut to the chase: "A deal."
"I've found what you need. I don't need you to sever my family ties for me..."
She paused, then emphasized, "All I need is for you and me to break the blood pact that was forcibly formed."
It's more reassuring to have your own life in your own hands.
She didn't want her life to be forever tied to that of an unidentified, severely injured underworld official.
The voice from the bracelet seemed to fall silent for a moment.
The chill did not dissipate; instead, it lingered around her wrist like an invisible tentacle, carrying a scrutinizing air.
Just as Shen Yuepo thought the other party would refuse or propose other conditions, that cold voice rang out again:
"Can!"
Shen Yuepo's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly. It was too exhilarating, yet it felt strange.
Sure enough, the voice then added:
"Contract terms established: The blood pact ends upon the recovery of my lost items."
"What about the time limit?"
Shen Yuepo immediately pressed for answers, seizing upon the key loophole.
Transactions without time limits are simply dishonest.
The person inside the bracelet seemed to pause for a moment, then a hint of surprise emanated from them:
"Heh... quite perceptive. The timeframe depends on your trip."
He did not specify how long "this trip" would last, whether it included the entire process of Shen Yuepo going down the mountain and contacting the Shen family, or until he found the items he needed.
There is a lot of room for maneuver here.
A cold glint flashed in Shen Yuepo's eyes:
"Following my journey? You've got a good plan! If what you need happens to be in the Shen family, I'll find it today, and that will be the end of it."
If this item is nowhere to be found, or perhaps not even in the capital, am I supposed to spend my whole life searching for it? Wouldn't this contract simply become an excuse for you to bind me forever?
She sneered, "I want a specific deadline!"
The chill emanating from the white jade bracelet suddenly intensified the moment she questioned her, and the temperature in the room plummeted.
The breath exhaled by Shen Yuepo even condensed into a faint white mist.
The voice inside the bracelet remained silent for a moment.
Then, that clear voice rang out again, the last probing and calculation gone, replaced by a hint of appreciation.
"A period of six months."
"If you find my possession within six months, the blood pact will be dissolved."
He gave her the promise she wanted most.
But before he could finish speaking, the tone shifted: "If it's not completed within the allotted time..."
The voice paused slightly, the chill seemed to lessen a bit, but it solidified into a more tangible threat.
A chill clung tightly to Shen Yuepo's wrist.
"This white jade bracelet contains a trace of Yin essence, which will greatly benefit my healing. At that time, the blood pact can also be dissolved..."
Shen Yuepo's heart sank suddenly, with a sense of foreboding.
Sure enough, the voice carried an air of self-assurance:
"...However, I...will take this item with me."
Take the jade bracelet with you!
Shen Yuepo's pupils contracted sharply; this jade bracelet was no ordinary magical artifact. It belonged to the successive abbots of the Xujing Temple.
It carries a part of her original spiritual essence and is the foundation she has nurtured since childhood.
Shen Yuepo sighed softly.
The date in June...
It's not a long time, but it's not impossible either. At least it's no longer a constraint that seems to be indefinitely postponed.
She closed her eyes briefly, forcibly suppressing her turbulent emotions, and when she opened them again, her eyes were calm.
"Alright, since we're going to cooperate, we should at least exchange names. What's your name?"
The jade bracelet on her wrist remained silent for a moment.
Just when Shen Yuepo thought the other party would disdain to respond, that clear, cold voice seemed to come from the deepest part of the netherworld:
"Fengjin".
Shen Yuepo's breath hitched!
Feng? This surname struck her like a thunderbolt.
Within the Xuanmen (Taoist sect), this surname belongs only to the supreme being—
The Great Emperor of Beiyin in Fengdu!
She suppressed the turmoil in her heart, maintaining a calm expression, as the voice continued:
"I will need to sleep and heal my injuries in the coming days, or I may fall into a coma. If you have something urgent to attend to, simply tap the jade bracelet three times."
The moment the words left her lips, the piercing chill that had been lingering around the jade bracelet vanished.
The chill in the room receded like the tide.
Shen Yuepo immediately got up and walked to the only old bookcase in the room.
The cabinet was covered in dust, and most of the books were tattered and yellowed.
Without hesitation, she pulled out an old, thread-bound book with a worn cover and frayed edges.
The Record of the Nine Netherworlds is a unique copy of the book on the netherworld passed down through generations of the Xujing Temple.
Her fingers flew across the fragile pages, finally stopping at the page that recorded the name of the "Emperor of Fengdu".
On the yellowed pages, there is a blurry, illusory image of an emperor in his imperial robes.
The text describes in detail its supreme power to rule the netherworld and control reincarnation, and lists its many titles and divine duties...
It has no name.
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