Qin Ling snorted, "How can his filthy blood be worthy of defiling my holy body!"
Ling Xiang raised an eyebrow: "So you are clean and haven't polluted my spiritual spring?"
Qin Ling nodded quickly: "No, absolutely not! I swear!"
"Okay then." Ling Xiang agreed reluctantly, took out a golden needle, pricked his finger, and dripped a drop of blood onto the body of the piano.
In an instant, the red light from the piano became brighter, and a contract formation rose under the man and the piano.
Qin Ling's pretentious voice rang out again: "Hahaha! I'm going to have a physical body!"
Qin Ling broke into Ling Xiang's sea of consciousness through the connection of the contract, clamoring to occupy the high ground.
"Little thing, what do you want to do?" Ling Xiang looked at Qin Ling coldly.
Qin Ling was quite arrogant. She put her hands on her hips and pointed at Ling Xiang's consciousness in the sea of consciousness and said, "If I destroy you, I will be the master of the spiritual spring!"
Ling Xiang: This guy's IQ is really low. He's already acting so arrogant before he even gets anything done?
"You can try."
"Hahaha!" Qin Ling rushed towards Ling Xiang's consciousness with great enthusiasm.
Ling Xiang felt it carefully and realized that if she really went head-to-head with Qin Ling, she would definitely lose.
Fortunately, she was careful and chose to conduct this contract in space.
Just when Qin Ling was about to touch Ling Xiang's consciousness, she was separated by an invisible barrier.
Huh? What's going on?
Qin Ling didn't believe that a mortal's consciousness could stop her, so she put all her strength into hitting the barrier, but the result was a scream, and she was hit hard.
"How is that possible?" Qin Ling held her head which was hurt by the collision, feeling very aggrieved.
Ling Xiang lifted Qin Ling up with one hand and said, "Little thing, let me tell you something—this is my territory, I have the final say!"
"Ahhh, let me go!" Qin Ling tried to break free with her claws and teeth, but was thrown out mercilessly by Ling Xiang.
A man and a spirit came out of the consciousness space, and Qin Ling was thrown to the ground, weak, pitiful and helpless.
Ling Xiang opened her eyes and watched coldly as the contract formation beneath her feet was completed. The seven-stringed zither spirit became her first contracted spirit.
"Wuwuwu..." Qin Ling failed to steal the chicken but ended up losing the rice. Not only did she lose the chance to turn the tables, but she would also have to be a slave and be ordered around in the future. She was so heartbroken that she couldn't control herself.
Ling Xiang leaned over and looked at Qin Ling with a smile: "Your name is Xiao Qi, right..."
Qin Ling shuddered, stopped crying, and quickly dived back into the piano.
Ling Xiang plucked the strings intermittently, "What should we do with this little bastard who betrayed his master? Or, chop him up and use him as firewood?"
Qin Ling had never been threatened like this before, and she couldn't stand it. She took all her strength and controlled the strings to attack Ling Xiang.
As soon as this thought came to her mind, Qin Ling's head began to hurt as if it had exploded.
Ling Xiang raised an eyebrow, used local materials to start a fire in the room, and threw the lyre into the fire without blinking.
Seeing that Ling Xiang was serious, Qixianqin panicked and fled from the fire, crying bitterly and hugging her thighs: "Master, I was wrong, please don't burn me to death!"
Ling Xiang was unmoved. She carried the seven-stringed zither back into the fire, used her power as the owner to order him not to leave, and then watched the miserable state of the seven-stringed zither quietly.
"Ah! It hurts!" The spirit of the seven-stringed zither quickly mobilized all its spiritual power to protect the body of the zither, so that it was not burned horribly.
However, spiritual power will eventually run out, and at that time, he will be burned to ashes.
Ling Xiang was not in a hurry and waited quietly for the seven-stringed zither to run out of steam.
"Master, please spare my life..." Qixianqin regretted it too late. He shouldn't have provoked this human!
"Master, I was wrong."
"Master, please keep me. I am willing to serve you like a slave!"
However, no matter what Qixianqin said, Ling Xiang remained unmoved.
The seven-stringed zither's spiritual power gradually weakened, and it was about to collapse. It cried and begged, "Master, if I get burned, you will never be able to use me to play beautiful music, nor will you be able to use me to perform sonic attacks!"
"Master, you can't burn it anymore. If you do, it will be embarrassing for me! You won't be able to show it to me in the future!"
Ling Xiang yawned boredly: "It doesn't matter. There are thousands of lyres in the world. The next one will be better."
"They are no match for me. I can play the instruments myself! I can even use my own sound attacks to assist my master. Master, if you lose me, you will suffer a great loss!"
Ling Xiang changed her posture, as if she was persuaded: "You can stay. In the future, when we fight, you'd better be of some use and don't let me worry about you."
"No problem! I will try my best to drive the enemy away!" Qin Ling was speaking when her spiritual power ran out and the body of the zither was burned. Qin Ling's spirit body gradually became ethereal, as if it would disappear in the next moment.
Qin Ling was born into this world with great difficulty and didn't want to die in such a miserable way: "Ahhh! I'm dying! Master, help me!"
Ling Xiang finally showed kindness and put out the fire.
However, the lyre had been burned, and the huge body of the lyre was charred black, and its previous appearance could no longer be seen. The spirit of the lyre was also looming and seemed like it would disappear at any time.
Seeing how hideous she had become, Qin Ling shed tears of regret: "Ahhh! I'm too embarrassed to see anyone!"
Ling Xiang raised her eyebrows: "Besides me, who else do you want to see?"
Qin Ling was completely scared of Ling Xiang. She quickly shook her head and sobbed as she cleaned the ashes off the piano.
Ling Xiang was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he threw him into the corner and seriously completed the planting task in the space.
Qin Ling looked at the herbs Ling Xiang had harvested, sniffed, and said weakly, "Master, can I help you?"
Ling Xiang glanced at him and said, "Okay, you try it."
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