Chapter 121: 120 Cultivators’ Imaginations Are a Bit Wild (800 Average Subscriptions Bonus Chapter)

The cultivator’s mind went wild

Good heavens, the blood of the Level 90 Fierce Beast was absorbed completely in such a short time, even the spills on the surrounding ground were gone.

Upon closer look.

Whoa!

As expected of a Level 90 Fierce Beast’s blood, this guy’s injuries were fully healed, and his level actually reached Level 75. The newly acquired skill was Rapid Growth, indeed the effect of a Fierce Beast is remarkable.

With a smile, Small Knife had Xiu’Er take a portion of the Fierce Beast Meat, leaving the majority for the Bloodthirsty Vine to enjoy.

I believe it should be able to reach up to Level 80, right?

Then, after a whole night of bustling, the battlefield was finally cleaned up, the prey stored in the warehouse, and the wall was barely repaired.

Small Knife didn’t help, he returned indoors, with so much Experience under his belt, naturally, he began to refine Innate Essence Blood.

Less than fifty thousand Experience to condense one drop, truly economical.

The Little Cultivator also didn’t help; he kept spacing out, seemingly in a daze, occasionally showing a shocked, incredulous expression.

Because he was communicating with a mysterious power that appeared after acknowledging a master.

The Little Cultivator gave up resisting, even it could be said he was absolutely cooperative, this trace of residual soul was fused and eroded by this mysterious power, he wasn’t surprised, as many contract rules were said to have such effects.

In this state, selling oneself into slavery is no big deal.

After merging, a system emerged connecting with himself, which also didn’t surprise him.

After all, although he hadn’t encountered it firsthand, he had heard about treasures with their consciousness many times in legends.

Some major sects had them, used for managing task issuance or guarding Scripture Pavilions, Treasure Vaults, and the like.

Although the Artifact Spirit’s name was system, which was somewhat unique, he was still not shocked.

It could only prove that this affluent Golden Leg who didn’t consider Iron Coins as money had an extraordinary backing.

In this regard, the Little Cultivator was rather proud; he was renowned among his peers for being well-read.

Otherwise, how could he have outwitted the mysterious Yin Du Merchant and helped his master through a monumental crisis?

But what shocked him, was astonishing, was that this system contacted him, and yet he, a slave, had all sorts of privileges?

His cultivation techniques and the like were taught to the master, astonishingly done by issuing tasks, requiring payment, and the master couldn’t forcibly take it?

Too incredible.

This kind of scenario wasn’t even recorded in the fragments of ancient books.

Which made it hard for him to understand, while also feeling that being this slave seemed rather prestigious.

It doesn’t seem too bad.

The inner resistance lessened even more.

With a mysterious and powerful backing, a unique slave contract with benefits and security.

As he studied, the Little Cultivator felt this might not be a bad thing for him, perhaps even an opportunity.

He could now use this mysterious Artifact Spirit, the system, to issue tasks to save his other residual souls.

However, the system overly considered the welfare of the slaves, making him a bit embarrassed. He attempted to lower the task requirements, just as a token gesture.

But the system wouldn’t pass the evaluation unless the master provided this slave with enough benefits to release it.

Truly moving.

Only those with genuinely strong backings could achieve such generosity.

Even as a slave, he could leverage the system to have the master help pay the debt, rescuing other residual souls.

Shouldn’t this contract be called a Slave Contract?

Did he perhaps misunderstand the meaning of the word slave?

Indeed, that’s how it should be, as inspired by old texts in his mind.

Spiritual Eruption.

Indeed, this isn’t a Slave Contract; it should be termed a Dao Soldier Contract, as it ought to be.

Small Knife stepped outside, realizing it was already daylight.

Beep: Due to substantial differences in essence, your slave, the indebted Little Cultivator expresses some extravagant hopes presented as tasks.

This left Small Knife stunned. Upon checking, he chuckled; was this even a problem? Any issue solvable with Iron Coins isn’t a problem.

Without hesitation, he accepted them all.

He brought out all the useless Iron Blocks and the like on him, promising to bring the rest over tomorrow, no need to worry.

Seeing these incredibly valuable metals, the Little Cultivator unconsciously swallowed his saliva.

This is absolutely not a Slave Contract, definitely not.

What sort of rich and handsome guy would bankrupt himself for a slave?

Beep: Your slave, the indebted Little Cultivator, has a cognitive issue, strongly hoping to rename the slave title to Dao Soldier! Agree?

Note 1: Agreeing will only change the name, not the function of the contract.

Note 2: Upon agreeing, you will greatly earn the special recognition from the slave, the indebted Little Cultivator. This cannot be quantified in data.

“Agree! No need to say more!” Small Knife unhesitatingly made the choice.

Sure enough, seeing the indebted Little Cultivator’s face lighting up with shock, joy, and a smile of realization.

“Young Master! Based on your age, you should start Qi Refining early as the saying goes, step ahead, step ahead in everything, but this is just advice.” The indebted Little Cultivator enthusiastically began explaining the matters of cultivation to Small Knife.

Not only Small Knife, but even Er Gouzi perked up his ears, absorbing crazily like a sponge.

The world of cultivation, opening up a whole new perspective for them.

Makes Er Gouzi feel this life-death adventure was worth it.

Small Knife was very pleased with the name change, the effect was simply stellar.

This Little Cultivator who could instantly kill a Level 90 Fierce Beast seemed so remarkable. Small Knife finally thought of it and hurriedly checked his attributes.

He found it quite arduous, feeling mentally drained.

Dao Soldier (the indebted Little Cultivator, modifiable): Daoist Lord: Small Knife, Special Status: A trace of Residual Soul, Evaluation Level: 70, Experience: 0. Life: 47%, Level Cap: 80. Two Spirit Roots: Gold, Water. Loyalty: 100.

Lifebound Skill: Xinjin Sword Qi: ? (Lifebound Treasure missing, unable to recover after casting, Residual Soul usage consumes experience or lowers level).

Skill 1: Water Healing Skill, Skill 2: ??? (Under significant disparity in soul origin, only after the other party casts can information be obtained).

Note 1: Special status lacks petrification limitation, requires ten thousand experience daily to maintain the presence of its residual soul, otherwise, the level will regress, eventually dispersing soul completely.

Note 2: Returning and merging with other residual souls helps in increasing the level cap and maintaining experience consumption reduction.

Note 3: Without question, many extremely precious treasures exist in this world, even a trace of residual soul can achieve recovery.

Note 4: Loyalty: 100, theoretically belongs to the master wholly both physically and mentally as Dao Soldier, never betrays, can consume Dao Soldier’s experience for the master, can also consume master’s experience for the Dao Soldier.

Warning: Because of a vast disparity in soul essence, you cannot forcibly convert their experience into your own experience.

The Little Cultivator clearly sensed Small Knife’s observation, giving a slight smile, which startled Small Knife a little, leaving him somewhat embarrassed.