Clang!
Ye Fanchen slowly raised the sword in his hand. Its sharp edge was as dazzling as the sun.
Hum!
Hum!
Hum!
…
The thirteen longswords behind the throne were pulled out one by one. They turned into swords that were close to a hundred feet long, and directly fixed the python's twisted body to the ground.
Ye Fanchen continued to raise the sword in his hand as he walked in front of the python without any expression on his face. His eyes were still as calm as ever.
"One chance. Be my sword spirit, and you can live."
Ye Fanchen did not speak, but his thunderous voice sounded directly from the python's sea of consciousness.
Sword spirit?
When it heard these two words, the python was stunned for a moment.
Back then, the Sun family of the Chuma branch promised a lot of benefits and successfully signed a contract with him.
But after so many years, the Sun family never fulfilled their promise. On the contrary, he even lost his invincible demon body, leaving only a wisp of his soul.
Thousands of years had passed, and with great difficulty, he had finally obtained the freedom he had always dreamed of with the help of a Hu Clan junior. But now, there was actually someone who wanted to take him as a Sword Spirit?
Hiss! Hiss!
The python flicked its tongue. Its huge body struggled hard, but there was no way to break free from the shackles of the thirteen huge swords. It could only open its mouth and spit out a mouthful of green fog.
Ye Fanchen's slender brows were tightly knitted together. He knew very well that this fog was not as simple as it looked. It was Liu Yuanqi's Natal Magic.
Even the 13 huge swords that were binding Liu Yuanqi started to decay rapidly after being enveloped by the green mist.
"If it weren't for my low cultivation level, a demon beast of your level would be too shabby to be my sword spirit!"
Ye Fanchen's expression was indifferent. He inserted the sword in his hand into the round platform, put his hands behind his back, and suddenly pointed at the green fog. "Qing!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a 'Qing' character formed by sword Qi appeared in front of him. In the next moment, countless sword Qi shot toward the fog.
When the sword energy came into contact with the fog, it was instantly corroded away. But before the python could be proud of itself, a blue light suddenly burst out from the fog!
The surface of the green mist flickered and suddenly turned into a bluish-white color. Then, a layer of frost covered the mist and turned it into a huge block of ice!
The python's scarlet eyes were wide open, as if it couldn't believe what it was seeing. It naturally knew that this power belonged to the ice element, but it couldn't believe that there was actually a type of ice in this world that could directly seal the poisonous fog it spat out!
Ye Fanchen's eyes narrowed slightly as the Azure Talisman Armament appeared once more. This time, the Talisman Armament's target was clearly the python that was controlled by the 13 enormous swords!
Its blood-red eyes were wide open, and the python's body twisted once again. However, those nearly decayed swords were still not something that it could break free from!
"This is your last chance. I don't have much patience."
Ye Fanchen controlled the Azure Talisman Armament with an expressionless face as he said in a cold voice, "Do you choose to willingly become my Sword Spirit, or do you want me to obliterate your consciousness before refining your soul into my Sword Spirit?"
"Wait!"
The python suddenly roared in a low voice, and then its body twisted once more before it started to swiftly transform.
A figure that was pressed to the ground by 13 swords, wore a loose black robe, and only revealed a pair of fair and slender arms before it appeared before Ye Fanchen.
Liu Yuanqi who'd revealed his human form tried his best to move around, yet he noticed that the 13 swords that had shrunk along with him were still unbreakable. Only then did he howl as if he'd accepted his fate. "I can … I can become your Sword Spirit, but I'll only serve you for 300 years!"
"Oh?"
Ye Fanchen's brows raised in disdain, and he said in a cold voice, "Do you think you still have the qualifications to bargain with me now? With a single thought of mine … "
Ye Fanchen hadn't finished speaking when his pupils suddenly constricted slightly, and he looked at the figure whose chest rose and fell violently with slight disbelief.
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"If you don't agree, then I'll destroy my own soul!"
Liu Yuanqi's piercingly cold voice similarly sounded out slowly.
It seemed as if what he wanted to destroy wasn't his own soul, and all of this seemed as if it wasn't related to him, and he was only a dispensable bystander!
He'd already had enough of the life of being enslaved, and if he was unable to strive for freedom for himself, then he'd rather have his soul dispersed!
"300 years?"
The Azure Talisman Armament before him instantly dispersed, and Ye Fanchen rubbed his chin as he seemed to be pondering Liu Yuanqi's suggestion.
His swords did indeed lack a Sword Spirit, and Nangong Yaner wasn't his best choice. However, a level seven demon beast like Liu Yuanqi just happened to be the limit of his body's strength that could be suppressed!
With the current situation where he was able to utilize his strength without restraint, even if he found a level eight demon beast and brought it into this space, he would be able to suppress it. But after he left, his body might not be able to endure the backlash of the level eight demon beast's soul!
Moreover, suppressing a level seven demon beast so easily was similarly something that he was unable to accomplish with his current cultivation, and he didn't want to miss such an opportunity that could only be chanced upon by luck!
After a short moment, Ye Fanchen lightly shook his head and said in a low voice, "Liu Yuanqi, I really admire your open-mindedness. Amongst the experts I've seen, you're the first to value freedom more than your life, and I respect your wishes!"
The 13 swords rose up along with Ye Fanchen's will, and they left Liu Yuanqi's robe to once again return to the back of the throne on the round platform and become the back of the chair for decoration.
"I believe you!" Liu Yuanqi, who had climbed up from the throne, nodded heavily, "A powerful existence like you should disdain to deceive me!"
At this moment, Liu Yuanqi didn't know that the 300 years he spoke of was a rather ample time for Ye Fanchen. At least, Ye Fanchen was sure that he wouldn't need the help of a level seven demon beast after 300 years!
At the same time that Liu Yuanqi agreed to it, a mysterious yet undetectable connection between him and Ye Fanchen suddenly appeared!
This was the power of the contract!
From this moment onwards, this great demon that had struck fear in people's hearts three thousand years ago had officially become Ye Fanchen's exclusive sword spirit. Ye Fanchen's silver-white longsword had also been promoted to a superior-grade spirit weapon!
"Then …"
Ye Fanchen suddenly turned his head to look at Nangong Yaner, and said in a low voice, "I think you should have remembered a lot, girl. I'm sorry that I can't do anything about your current situation, so you may need to sleep for a while, but I promise, I will wake you up!"
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