Chapter 2205 — The Contract Spirit Beast
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
So long as Wei Zhao kept advancing, its own strength would rise with the tide. Where else could one find such a fine contract master?
So when it heard Wei Zhao agree, the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast nodded delightedly: "Roar, roar…"
It was even a little impatient now.
"How do we establish the contract?" Wei Zhao asked.
The Heavenly Thunder Pig wrote on the ground once more: "Nothing much to do. The Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast swears a Heaven-and-Earth Oath, and then you drip a drop of your fresh blood onto its forehead. That is all."
"Good!" Wei Zhao nodded. He did not know what a Heaven-and-Earth Oath was, nor whether such a thing carried any binding force, but from the look of the Heavenly Thunder Pig, it was likely truly efficacious. So he followed its instructions and bit open his finger.
Meanwhile the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast was muttering roars of its own, things Wei Zhao could not understand. So this contract truly was founded on equality, workable only with the beast's willing consent—for one could hardly force a spirit beast to swear a Heaven-and-Earth Oath, could one?
As for the slave-style contract, Wei Zhao did not know how it was performed, but it was surely the coercive sort. He would have to ask the Heavenly Thunder Pig about it when he had the chance—after all, he could not count on resolving every spirit beast he met by such gentle means.
After a while the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast ceased its roaring, and the Heavenly Thunder Pig squealed "ji, ji," signaling that Wei Zhao might now drip his blood.
So Wei Zhao swiftly let the blood from his finger fall onto the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast's brow. To his amazement, the blood seemed to transform into a beam of light that sank straight into the beast's body—and not the faintest trace of blood remained on its forehead.
Wei Zhao clicked his tongue in wonder at this. Clearly there were still many marvels in all creation that he did not know or understand.
"Is that it?" Wei Zhao felt nothing special after establishing the contract with the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast.
"Ji, ji." The Heavenly Thunder Pig nodded, indicating it was done.
"All right, Little Wind. In a moment I will raise your strength to the peak of the late Mystic rank. You will stay at the villa and, together with Mighty General, protect Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu—understand? While I am away, they are not to suffer the slightest harm!" Wei Zhao said. "And the Han Jingyi siblings next door—you are to protect them as well."
"Roar, roar." The Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast nodded in understanding.
Since even the Heavenly Thunder Pig declared there was no problem, Wei Zhao did not doubt it further. He sat down cross-legged right there on the ground, placed his hand upon the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast, and set the second layer of the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art in motion. Pure, refined energy surged from the jade pendant's space, through Wei Zhao's body, and into the Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast!
"ROAR—" The Wind-Thunder Purple Lightning Beast let out a most comfortable, groaning cry, then began eagerly devouring the energy Wei Zhao channeled into it, as though savoring a feast!
What pure, what surging energy this was! Purer by far than the heaven-and-earth spiritual qi of the outside world—mere moments of it were worth a hundred years of its own cultivation.
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