The True Illusion Demon Spirit saw the bright smile on Ye Ling's face and felt like she had been tricked.
However, with the blade now in Ye Ling's hand, no matter how unwilling the True Illusion Demon Spirit was, she had to sign this blood and tears contract.
After all, in the Void Dark Realm, they, the innate demon spirits, were practically supreme beings.
For creatures of the dark realm to use the power of an innate demon spirit, even one of lower rank, required a hundred or even a thousand times the price!
Blood sacrifices of millions of creatures to summon an innate demon spirit were commonplace.
But when the True Illusion Demon Spirit came to the Void and met Ye Ling, she not only received no offerings, but it was uncertain whether the soul power Ye Ling provided could even offset her own power consumption.
Thinking of this, the True Illusion Demon Spirit sighed softly and muttered, "Everyone says the Void Dark Realm gathers the world's darkness and evil, but I feel like it's the opposite? The demons are clearly on the bright side."
Ye Ling, who was fiddling with runes, raised an eyebrow and looked at the True Illusion Demon Spirit, "What did you say?"
"N-nothing!"
The True Illusion Demon Spirit quickly stood at attention, shook her head frantically, and then condensed a demon spirit contract with her origin power, handing it to Ye Ling. With a fake smile, she said, "This is the specific content of the demon spirit contract. Please review it. If there are no issues, we can sign the contract."
"Let me see."
Ye Ling took the demon spirit contract and read its contents. His brow furrowed slightly, and he said to the True Illusion Demon Spirit, "Why does this contract state that I cannot summon you for three days each month?"
The True Illusion Demon Spirit wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. At this moment, she felt like a freshly graduated student looking for a job, trembling as she said, "B-boss... I occasionally want to rest and do things I want to do."
"No... I might have to fight strong opponents at any time. If you go on strike, it will greatly affect my decisions."
Ye Ling directly crossed out this clause on the demon spirit contract and continued reading.
"The right to withdraw when power is depleted to ten percent? If you run away at a critical moment in battle, wouldn't that be screwing me over? You must fight to the death!"
"After a victorious battle, the spoils of war are split fifty-fifty? I summoned you with soul power, and you've already received your salary, yet you still want spoils of war?"
"..."
The True Illusion Demon Spirit stared dumbfounded as Ye Ling continuously modified the clauses in the demon spirit contract, her eyes losing their luster.
This was no contract; it was a deed of servitude!
Even black slaves weren't treated like this!
"B-boss..."
The True Illusion Demon Spirit opened her mouth, wanting to stop Ye Ling, but when she saw the runes floating around Ye Ling, she swallowed the words back.
Ye Ling, satisfied after reviewing his modified demon spirit contract, returned it to the True Illusion Demon Spirit and said with a smile, "I've slightly polished your demon spirit contract. Let's sign it according to the current terms."
The True Illusion Demon Spirit's mouth twitched. She tremblingly took back the demon spirit contract and looked at the exploitative clauses written on it, feeling an urge to cry. Da Feng Novel Network.
The True Illusion Demon Spirit still felt that even when working, there should be a bottom line. She pursed her lips, mustered her courage, and looked at Ye Ling, "Boss, regarding this demon spirit contract, I think..."
Ye Ling slowly condensed a rune sword in his hand. He looked at the True Illusion Demon Spirit with an innocent expression and said, "What? Do you have an opinion? It's alright, I'm usually very open-minded. Feel free to voice any opinions you have!"
"N-no opinion!"
The True Illusion Demon Spirit quickly shook her head, "I think the contract content is just right! I'm very satisfied. Let's sign the contract now!"
With that, the True Illusion Demon Spirit quickly used her origin power to sign her name on the contract—Vivian.
Ye Ling had read Vivian's information through the Ink Domain and knew that once a name was signed on the demon spirit contract, it would take effect, and any party violating the contract would suffer a backlash from the combined power of both contracting parties.
Without further hesitation, Ye Ling also signed his name on the demon spirit contract.
The demon spirit contract took effect, splitting into two copies that merged into Ye Ling and Vivian's bodies.
Ye Ling could feel a peculiar connection forming between his soul and Vivian's. He only needed to expend a portion of his soul power to summon Vivian.
After signing the demon spirit contract, Vivian seemed like a salted fish that had lost its dreams, her eyes completely devoid of light.
She, a dignified eleventh-ranked innate demon spirit who had wandered the Void for many years, had now fallen here and become someone's slave...
Thinking of this, Vivian felt immense resentment.
She didn't want to stay here any longer and said to Ye Ling, "Boss Ye, the demon spirit contract has been successfully signed. If you need me later, you can summon me anytime. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now."
Ye Ling smiled, "Don't rush to leave. It's perfect timing. The Primal Chaos King and the Myriad Forms Void Spirits are blocking the entrance to the Burial Ground. I want to test your abilities."
Vivian hadn't expected to go to battle immediately after signing the contract. She was on the verge of tears, but she had no other choice. She could only try to fight for her negligible rights and said to Ye Ling, "Boss Ye, then please provide soul power to summon me."
Ye Ling: "Aren't you already here? Do I still need to use soul power to summon you?"
Vivian clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, and then accused Ye Ling in a tearful voice, "You, you just drained me dry! I have no strength left, how can I fight?"
Seeing Vivian's wronged expression, Ye Ling felt that he had gone a bit too far and felt a pang of guilt.
"That's right, not giving you soul power now is a bit inhumane."
Ye Ling smiled sheepishly at Vivian, then separated a portion of his soul power and offered it as a sacrifice to Vivian.
Vivian, who had been filled with indignation, suddenly had her pupils contract violently upon receiving Ye Ling's soul power. She exclaimed in shock, "Whoa! Such pure soul power, you actually..."
Vivian looked at Ye Ling with a shocked expression, her face filled with disbelief!
The soul power she received at this moment was a pure energy she had never seen before. Not only did it possess the power of karma and the aura of a top-tier innate celestial spirit, but it also contained immense fortune!
It was likely that only a unique destiny could give rise to such unique soul power!
In Vivian's eyes, Ye Ling's soul power was equivalent to the sacrifice of a million living beings!
Seeing Vivian looking at him like she was seeing a rare animal, Ye Ling asked, "What's with that expression?"
"I've hit the jackpot!"
Vivian's eyes lit up again. She wiped her drool and said to Ye Ling with great enthusiasm, "Boss! Who are we going to kill now?"