Chapter 33: Blood Oath Contract
"Blood Oath Contract!"
Chu Yan's faint words made Zhang Heng and the other two people's faces turn pale in an instant.
Such a tyrannical contract is known to all in the cultivation world. Once a cultivator makes a blood oath, if they violate the contract, their essence and blood will backlash, causing them to explode and die.
"Big Brother Master..." Zhang Jiong said with a terrified face.
"For ten years, you will be completely under my command, and after ten years, I will return your freedom."
Chu Yan's voice was cold and indifferent.
"Master brother, may I..."
"In the Qi-refining stage, cultivators like you still have a hundred years of lifespan left. With your talents, entering the Foundation Building stage is not difficult at all. Ten years isn't long, and as long as I'm around, I can guarantee your safety within those ten years! If you agree, our past grievances will be written off. If you don't agree, I won't force you, but I recall that as a senior brother of the sect, you have some authority over life and death, don't you?"
Chu Yan smiled coldly and swept his gaze over the three people's evasive eyes.
"I make a blood oath, from today onwards for ten years, I will follow Master's orders, whether it is to ride ahead or behind, if I betray this oath, my body will explode and die!"
Zhang Jie's eyes narrowed slightly as he gritted his teeth, and then a drop of essence blood was forced out from the tip of his finger, imbuing a strand of spiritual thought into it.
"We two have made a blood oath, from today onwards for ten years, we will follow Master's orders, whether in front of the saddle or behind the horse. If there is betrayal, our spirits will be destroyed and our bodies will die!"
Seeing Zhang Jie had already made his move, the other two didn't dare to hesitate either. They simultaneously made a vow and each squeezed out a drop of essence blood from their fingertips, imbuing it with a wisp of spiritual thought.
"Good!"
Chu Yan's hands were constantly forming hand seals in front of him, casting a mysterious spell. The tips of his fingers emitted a dazzling pale blue spiritual energy. Chu Yan flexed his fingers and waved them in the air, creating a complex pattern of light that appeared before the eyes of the three people.
"Enter..."
Chu Yan's low voice, the three people's essence and blood containing their respective divine thoughts merged into the pale blue light pattern in the air, the light pattern absorbed the three people's essence and blood, and the light suddenly became brilliant. The next moment, it rapidly shrank and finally turned into a blood-colored light spot that flew into Chu Yan's brow.
The deployment of the contract spell has extremely high requirements for divine thoughts. Originally, the three people thought that Chu Yan would find an elder to deploy on his behalf. Seeing Chu Yan so easily deploying the contract spell, the three were shocked and the last bit of luck in their hearts completely disappeared.
Feeling the aura of fear emanating from the Blood Pearl scattered in the sea of knowledge, Chu Yan smiled slightly. In this way, if the three people betray their oath and turn against themselves, the Blood Pearl will respond accordingly. As long as Chu Yan makes a slight movement with his mind, the Blood Pearl containing the essence of the three people's blood and divine thoughts will shatter, causing them to suffer a backlash of their own vital energy and lose their memories.
Looking at the three people's faces, which had turned extremely pale due to excessive blood loss, Chu Yan said calmly: "Remember not to do anything unjust, or you'll tarnish my reputation. You can go now, if there's anything I need, I'll call for you directly!"
Those who have made a blood oath contract with the host will have mental communication between them, and as long as Chu Yan has an idea in his mind, the three of them can hear it.
"Watching Chu Yan's receding back, one of them said: 'Zhang Ge, are we selling it to him just like that?'"
"Do you have a better way? From now on, Chu Yan will be our master. Don't show any disrespect to him, whether in words or in your heart, he can sense it all. Ten years, following such a strong person, may not be a bad thing after all."
Zhang Jiong's heart was filled with mixed emotions, and he didn't know if today's choice would bring good fortune or disaster. However, he knew that if he went against Chu Yan's wishes today, there would only be one dead end.
From the east side of Feilong Peak to the west, Chu Yan walked all the way, and whoever saw him was respectfully greeted with a sentence "Senior Brother". Chu Yan mostly responded with a smile, while some people who had secretly discussed Chu Yan before looked pale with fear, but Chu Yan didn't hold it against them.
At present, Chu Yan's identity can already live in the central part of Feilong Peak where the spiritual energy is the most intense, but Chu Yan does not want to. One reason is because of Qi Tianlie, and the other is that Chu Yan worries about Xiao Ding's secret being discovered. Xiao Ding is the foundation of Chu Yan's cultivation.
Chu Yan's small hut was located on a hillside behind where the miscellaneous disciples lived.
As he passed by the junkyard, a voice entered Chu Yan's ears:
"Chu's younger brother, stay your step!"
Chu Yan turned his head and met Zhao Lao's flattering gaze, and at that moment, a killing intent filled Chu Yan's heart. On that day, Chu Yan almost died in the chaotic tomb, although he knew that the mastermind was Qi Tianlie, but in his heart, he had already made up his mind to kill Zhao Lao, this pawn.
Zhao Lao has a cultivation base of 12 layers in the Qi Refining stage, and is at the same level as Chu Yan, so he is called Chu Yan's junior brother.
"What did Elder Zhao say?"
Although Chu Yan's heart was filled with murderous intent, his face remained calm and composed.
"Chu's younger brother, Feng Nei, excelled in the assessment and showed extraordinary talent. Even the elder couldn't help but praise him, saying 'Zhao, you can call him Shixiong (older brother) from now on!'"
"Brother Zhao, just say it directly!"
Chu Yan felt a wave of disgust when he saw such a flattering old face and said coldly.
"This is the reward for being first in this assessment, Master Feng wants me to hand it over to my junior brother."
"Thanks for your trouble, goodbye!"
Chu Yan took over the savings bag and left with a faint word.
"Hmph, young one, your life is mine!"
As he watched Chuyan's departing figure, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in Zhao Lao's eyes.

