Chapter Thirty-Seven: Taking in a Servant
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A moment is eternity.
As Xiao Chen prepared to unleash the Eternal Sword, a sense of eternal carefreeness and timelessness emerged.
This sword's intention is not sharpness, nor is it ferocity.
But it was as if the vast expanse of the heavens, a massive force crushing down, spreading an aura of great destruction, an eternal atmosphere. This idea was so terrifying, so overwhelming, that Deoxys, existing as a soul, felt like an ant under the heavens, filled with fear, trembling, and a sense of being on the verge of easy annihilation.
"What the...?! Why is this guy's spirit so strong, his will so terrifying?! Just a high-ranking law enforcement officer's spiritual power can suppress me to such an extent. I'm not facing a human, but a god! Is this person a divine being walking among mortals?!" Denox screamed in madness.
The mere intention of the sword's path is already impossible to resist, unable to muster any desperate thoughts, with this one sword coming down, can the soul still exist?
That is thorough annihilation, even reincarnation in the underworld is impossible.
"No, I surrender, I surrender! Don't kill me!" Denox yelled repeatedly.
However, that eternal will did not retreat, but continued to rise, as if to reach a peak, and then unleash a shocking sword, the Eternal Sword!
De Knox saw that surrender was useless and threw out tempting conditions one after another.
"No, don't kill me! I am a Nine-Star Necromancer, the Grand Duke of the Norsend Empire. I can give you countless gold and beautiful women, satisfy many of your conditions... and what's more, I can also concoct an elixir of immortality, extending your lifespan by hundreds of years. Do you know how old I am? I'm already 366 years old! Think about it..."
"You're dead." Denox found himself unable to shake his opponent's determination to kill him.
The aura of the Eternal Sword has reached its peak, eager to make a move. He's about to die, a thorough death, without leaving any trace.
De Knox lived for over three hundred years, experiencing countless setbacks and hardships before achieving his current success. The higher one's status and the stronger their power, the more they fear death.
He was thoroughly panicked at last.
"Alright, alright, I'm afraid of you. I can make a master-slave contract and acknowledge you as my master. Think about it, a 9-star cultivator like me becoming your slave, your lapdog - what a feeling! And do you know why I ended up with only one remaining soul? I inadvertently discovered a great secret, an earth-shattering secret. It's about a clue to a half-god tomb from 10,000 years ago. Legend has it that entering that tomb will grant you the inheritance of that half-god. Half-god, don't you want it?"
Denoix roared out of control.
This time, finally, it worked.
The intent of the Eternal Sword began to waver, but it did not dissipate; instead, it continued to hang over Denoix like the sword of Damocles suspended above his head.
Xiao Chen's soul faintly said: "Master-Servant Contract?"
"Yes, yes, I am willing to make a master-slave contract with you and become your loyal servant, errand boy." Denox said hastily, his eyes flashing with a hint of mystery.
Master-Servant Contract
Xiao Chen also knew that in this world, there were countless types of contracts formed by magic, including equal contracts, master-slave contracts, slave contracts, beast pet contracts... and so on.
These contracts are all transformed by the rules of this world and controlled by the God of Contracts. Once signed, it is almost impossible to resist.
Unless you really have the power to break free from the constraints of the Contract God.
The master-servant contract is a very stringent contract, second only to the slave contract. Once the contract is formed, the servant plants a "master supreme" seed in his soul, making it impossible for him to betray, and even allows the master to explore all of the servant's spiritual secrets without any scruples, which is equivalent to controlling his destiny. The only difference between this contract and the slave contract is that once the master dies, the servant can still survive, whereas with a slave contract, when the master dies, the slave also dies, which is the most cruel.
Some information about the contract flashed out.
Xiao Chen fell into thought for a moment before responding faintly, "Alright."
He is still unfamiliar with this world, and Dennox is a nine-star wizard who has lived for over 300 years, so he must be very familiar with this world. Taking him as a servant would also make it convenient to travel.
But just as he spoke, a white sword light suddenly took shape, flashing once, and struck into Denox's black residual soul with lightning speed.
"What...what are you doing?"
Denoix was shocked and his soul flew away, but the sword light that entered his body did not destroy him as he had imagined, instead it flashed mysteriously inside.
"This is just a small trick, I don't believe you, and I must take some action. This spiritual sword has been planted in your body, as long as I move my mind, you will be scattered."
"You..." De Knox had the heart to rage, but didn't dare. Just now he really wanted to use some sinister means, tampering with the contract, but unexpectedly Xiao Chen was young and yet his mind was old and cunning.
"Alright, now hurry up and sign the master-servant contract." Xiao Chen urged.
"I never thought that I, De Knox, would live for over 300 years, roaming the continent for hundreds of years. Everyone who heard my name, 'The Black Duke' of the Nordson Empire, would tremble with fear. Now, I'm supposed to submit to a teenager and become his servant, his lapdog..."
Denoix was furious in his heart, but he had no way to vent it out.
"In the void, I silently vow: 'The God of Contracts is above, I, De Knox, pledge my body, heart, and blood to serve Xiao Chen as my master, never to betray. The spirits bear witness..."
A string of obscure ancient divine incantations had been recited.
Suddenly, threads of black silk were drawn out from Denoix's residual soul, forming a contract-like object that floated in the void.
Denoix's soul seemed even more dim and dull, as if this blow had greatly injured his vitality, causing a part of his soul to be lost.
Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and beckoned, and the contract fell into his soul body's hands, immediately merging into his body.
Immediately, he felt a channel open between him and Denox's spirit. Through this channel, everything about Denox was at his command, and the channel was one-way, with Denox only passively receiving information transmitted by Xiao Chen.
"As expected, it's miraculous." Xiao Chen polished it for a while, confirming that the master-servant contract had truly formed without any problems.
The will of that eternal sword has truly dissipated.
Denoix let out a sigh of relief, finding it extremely uncomfortable being enveloped by this incredibly powerful sword intent.
As soon as the contract was formed, all of Denox's negative thoughts about Xiao Chen dissipated, as if from the bottom of his heart, he felt that Xiao Chen was his master. This spiritual seed took deep root, and even Denox himself didn't feel anything out of the ordinary. His own thinking, intelligence, and personality remained exactly the same as before, only now he was thoroughly submissive to Xiao Chen, body and soul.
This is the power of a contract established by God, infinite terror.
His lingering soul crawled down and respectfully shouted: "Master, old servant Denox greets you."
Xiao Chen nodded: "Get up, I still have some questions for you."
"Master, please speak, old servant will not hide anything." The residual soul got up.
"Ah... let's wait and see, someone is coming, I'll leave first." Xiao Chen felt several powerful forces approaching, Ha Ern's self-explosion had caused such a huge fluctuation that it had already attracted the attention of some strong people in the academy.

