Chapter 85 Chapter 85 "Jiu Zhao Shen Ji, you liar!!...
"Blood contract?"
Zhulong chewed the two words into pieces with his sharp teeth. His face froze for a moment, and he became even more furious.
"So this is what you were planning?!"
Jiu Zhao raised an eyebrow. "Why, after what happened before, you still expect me to trust you with just a few words?"
A blood contract, as the name suggests, is a contract concluded with blood.
The two parties who conclude the contract are also called "blood giver" and "blood receiver".
The blood donor offers their heart's blood to the recipient. The recipient accepts it, mixes it with their own blood essence, and then feeds it back. Only then does the blood contract take effect. Once it takes effect, the blood donor becomes the recipient's blood servant, unconditionally loyal and obedient to the recipient's orders.
If one does not truly regard the recipient of blood as his master, with whom he will live and die together, this contract would be nothing short of humiliating.
Once, Zhulong proposed this to Wu Shao, but Wu Shao refused, saying that he never regarded it as a servant.
Zhulong was very grateful for this, and even though there was no contract, he remained loyal to him for ten thousand years.
Now, Jiu Zhao, a little girl who is over 30,000 years old and whose hair has just grown out, actually dares to make such a request—
Zhulong's heart was in turmoil, and he only wished he could gnaw on her bones and drink her blood.
Jiu Zhao covered his mouth with his hand and yawned as if he was tired of playing games. He narrowed his sparkling eyes and said, "Don't you want to? Then I'll break off your other horn as well, drag you to another cell, and let you witness how I kill Wu Shao with your own eyes."
"Without the Divine Emperor's decree, how dare you—"
"Don't you dare? I've come all the way to the Sunless Abyss. Do you think I'm afraid?"
Jiu Zhao's words were light and leisurely, but the sharp edge hidden within them made Zhu Long speechless.
Its huge body trembled as if it had been electrocuted.
After a few moments of silence, he struggled to lift the dragon claws that were shackled by chains, cut open the heart, and drew out a drop of blood with a strong divine aura.
Jiu Zhao kicked it impatiently, forcing it to speed up its offering.
Then he half opened his mouth and swallowed the hot blood from his heart.
The heart blood of a demigod can not only be used to conclude contracts, but is also very nourishing.
Jiu Zhao activated the Phoenix's true blood to absorb it, and her fair face became even whiter and more radiant.
She licked her lips with the tip of her tongue contentedly, as if she was still not satisfied.
His hands never stopped moving, quickly and skillfully drawing the complex patterns for the blood pact.
The blood-red seal characters spread out and turned into an all-encompassing net, surrounding Zhulong tightly.
Jiu Zhao used his divine power to force it to open its dragon mouth, cut his fingertips, and fed the blood mixed with his heart's blood into its mouth.
Zhulong paused suddenly.
Soon, the phoenix pattern formed by the two sides of fire appeared in its lightless pupils.
The blood pact was made, and it reluctantly bowed its head to the ground, calling out, "Welcome, my Lord."
What answered it was Jiu Zhao's sudden approach with a rich embrace mixed with the fragrance of flowers and the smell of blood.
She took the opportunity to hide herself under Zhu Long's body to avoid the ubiquitous thunder punishment.
The position chosen was just right, and his face touched the beating heart in Zhulong's chest.
"It's great. It's warm here, very comfortable, and I won't get hurt."
Jiu Zhao hid deeper, and her cheek, as soft as a petal, rubbed the most sensitive scales above Zhulong's heart cavity. "Don't be lazy, concentrate on forcing the submandibular pearl out. I'll take a short rest during this gap."
The old virgin had never been close to a woman, so how could he have experienced this?
Its mind went blank, as if struck by lightning.
Standing stiffly above Jiu Zhao, he instantly forgot even the pain of the thunder punishment—
Until the divine power disappeared from the petite body under him, the divine realm sensed that the other party had fallen into a coma.
It just realized it.
I was deceived by this cunning princess.
…
Above my head is a sky woven of flames.
The scorching heat seems to burn everything in the world to ashes.
There is a vast ocean under your feet.
They surged and roared, and the huge waves could take countless lives at any time.
Jiu Zhao is suspended between the two.
It seems real, yet also like an absurd dream.
I have no choice, I can't survive wherever I go.
But the power of floating is about to be exhausted.
When Jiu Zhao showed fear of death, the fire cloud bowed its head and the waves rose.
The hell of ice and fire engulfed her.
Consciousness returned instantly.
Jiu Zhao opened his eyes with a look of rage.
There was still an extreme sense of cold and heat in her soul. In the air, a huge peony swaying gently grabbed her attention again.
Different from the flowers blooming in the mountains and green fields.
The peony was translucent, delicate ancient seal script glimpsing across its pale yellow pistil. As the crimson petals undulated and fluttered, the healing power of the wood spirit flowed down, blending into her body and soul, repairing any damage, large or small.
Where is this?
It’s not like being in Yunsheng’s world, nor in Lihentian’s world.
Jiu Zhao turned his eyes to the side as wide as possible, but still didn't see any suspicious figures.
She tried to sit up, but suddenly realized that she had lost all feeling above and below her neck.
Only the five senses can be moved with the help of the mind.
It's over.
I defeated the Zhulong, but I don’t know if I got the submandibular pearl - and I became a cripple first?
Jiu Zhao opened his mouth and tried to say a few words to attract the attention of the people who were nowhere to be found.
However, the throat was also hoarse, with a faint fishy-sweet taste.
She tried her best and could only make a discordant "ah ah" sound.
Fortunately, Jiu Zhao's actions attracted people just by shouting "Ah ah".
The heavy palace door in the distance was pushed open, and a beautiful face came into her eyes: "——Your Highness Shen Ji, you are finally awake!"
It turned out to be King Qiongying of Nanling.
As the only female among the Four Divine Kings, she has the closest relationship with the Ziwei Palace and has always carried out the orders of the Central Court meticulously.
So much so that Jiu Zhao had speculated countless times whether she was secretly in love with her father God.
Being looked at by King Qiongying with tender eyes, Jiu Zhao let out “ah ah” twice like a child who had just learned to speak.
After looking up to check the operation of the peony-shaped artifact and ensuring that Muhua had enough to heal his injuries, King Qiongying lowered his head again and suddenly saw Jiuzhao's speechless expression with his eyes wide open in anxiety.
She covered her lips with her sleeve and chuckled softly, her beautiful eyes looking around with increasing kindness: "Your Highness is glad to have woken up. You have been lying under this Thousand Flowers Peony Irrigation System for a whole month, and the Emperor was very worried."
Imperial throne.
God the Father.
It seems that the Father God has learned about her unauthorized entry into the Sunless Abyss.
But despite violating the decree of heaven, she was still able to live in King Qiongying's Nanling with good food and drink.
It was as if he guessed that Jiu Zhao was worried about something under his timid eyes.
Prince Qiongying took out a clean handkerchief from his wide sleeves and wiped the sweat off Jiuzhao's forehead, comforting him: "Your Highness, don't think too much. Although you have woken up, your body and spirit have been damaged. You can't speak or move. It will take about a month for you to gradually recover.
"Nothing is more important than your recovery right now. Please rest and recuperate in my Danxuan Palace.
"As for other trivial matters, I and the Emperor will take care of them for you."
King Qiongying's concise and pointed words made Jiu Zhao feel a little relieved.
If the misfortune she had caused had spread throughout Sanqing Heaven, King Qiongying's attitude would not have been so pleasant.
Now that I can't speak, can't move my body, and can't use my spiritual power, it's really not the best time to communicate.
Even though he was full of doubts, Jiu Zhao still obediently said "Ah".
King Qiongying nodded with satisfaction, told her to close her eyes and have a good rest, then turned and left.
…
After King Qiongying left, Jiu Zhao completely lost his sleepiness.
Her brain started working at high speed, and what she cared about most were Zhulong and the submandibular bead.
He was seriously injured and Yingluo almost lost his life.
If this is the case, the goal has not been achieved, which is a huge loss.
Also, his body was clearly about to be torn into pieces, so what was that sudden water power?
Jiu Zhao's thoughts were scattered here and there, without any boundaries.
She didn't know what triggered the situation, but a frantic voice suddenly rang out in her mind:
"Jiu Zhao Shen Ji, you liar!!"
Jiuzhao: "?"
As the voice sounded, a miniature version of the Candle Dragon broke into her mind.
"Why are you in my head?"
It was a conversation in his head, without the need for vocalization from his throat, and Jiu Zhao's rhetorical questions were clear and powerful.
"My original body was already severely injured, and I was struck down while trying to block the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation for you.
"If I don't temporarily reside in your spirit platform, where else can I go?!"
Zhulong's beard and hair stood on end, and even grief and anger appeared in his dim blind eyes.
But because of its extremely small size, it abruptly added a bit of weird pitiful cuteness. "You liar, it turns out that you tricked me into signing a blood contract because you were exhausted, to prevent me from killing you while you were unconscious--"
Jiu Zhao had no guilt at all after his lie was exposed: "All is fair in war. You can deceive me, but I can't deceive you."
"Quickly release the blood contract for me. I don't want to become a blood servant of a cunning man like you—"
Zhulong, whose body was affected by the blood contract and who was willing to be controlled by Jiuzhao without reservation, could only express his anger and unyielding spirit verbally.
Its words buzzed in Jiuzhao's head like flies.
Where's the promise of being taciturn and aloof?
Can spending a long time with the magic dragon in Mingtan turn a taciturn person into a stubborn chatterbox?
Jiu Zhao was annoyed.
Blood contracts are usually signed with mounts or auxiliary beasts, and are subject to restrictions on the level of immortal power.
Jiu Zhaoxiu did not rely on auxiliary war beasts to perform magic. She originally wanted to find a mighty and domineering mount, but now she has crossed the level and used the power of a celestial fairy to sign a contract with the demigod Zhulong. I am afraid that before she is promoted to the Supreme God, she will have only Zhulong as her blood servant.
She hasn't expressed disgust yet.
This ungrateful blind dragon was the first to start yelling.
Jiu Zhao rolled his eyes inwardly, then reached out and asked for it as a matter of course: "Give me the submandibular bead."
"No."
"You have signed a blood pact with me, yet you can still resist me?"
Zhulong turned around angrily in the spirit platform, leaving only his thick dragon tail flapping left and right facing her.
Jiu Zhao was furious.
She recalled the content of the blood contract she had studied at Changye Academy, and skillfully built solid walls on all sides of the spiritual platform, and made the walls grow countless ridged protrusions. Then, she used her immortal consciousness to control the Candle Dragon, lifting it high up and then throwing it down fiercely.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang bang bang!
This was repeated until the expressions that displeased her disappeared from Zhulong's face.
Jiu Zhao smiled pleasantly, his eyes flickering with a strong threat: "Okay, can you give it to me now?"
"cough--"
The dying Zhulong spat out blood foam from his mouth, but said, "I signed a blood contract with you, and a part of my power must be drawn from you. My original body was destroyed, and now you are a cripple. Where will I get the strength to condense the submandibular pearl in my body?"
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