Chapter 9: Playing a Dirty Trick on You 3

Suddenly, a complex thought flashed through Helan Jiu's heart. Sometimes, death is not scary.

The scariest thing is living a life worse than death!

Did she want him dead, or did she want him to live a life worse than death?!

Looking at the youth's cheeks, which were flushed with an improper glow that grew more enchanting by the second, and the suppression and pain within his eyes, the hatred accumulated in Helan Jiu's heart instantly vanished by more than half.

After a moment, Helan Jiu's eyes were quiet and cold, yet her youthful, small voice was exceptionally sweet as she said, "Little brother, you should know very well in your heart that by taking you like this, it will also be difficult for me to escape. However, I have a very good method that might allow you to avoid the fate of being harvested. Will you use it?"

"What method?" The youth's eyes were as seductive as silk, shimmering with a peerless brilliance as they moved, but that brilliance contained a faint, eerie light; if one did not look closely, it was truly difficult to distinguish.

He knew very well in his heart that this little demon surely held resentment toward him.

And her words—could he believe them?

Helan Jiu took advantage of the situation and said, "First, use your inner demon to swear an oath. Regardless of whether you use the method I suggest, you can never kill me in this lifetime. Should you violate this, your body shall perish, your cultivation shall vanish, and your soul shall be scattered."

The youth's body stiffened, and the five fingers gripping the edge of the bed bulged with protruding veins.

Body perishing, cultivation vanishing? Soul being scattered?! She actually dared to say that!

For those who practice cultivation, such an oath was not merely heavy!

Just then, Helan Jiu said with a smile, "Don't worry, little brother, I am a very fair person. If you agree to make this oath, I will also make the same oath. In the future, you cannot kill me, and I cannot kill you. Neither of us gains an advantage, right?"

The youth bit his lip hard.

Her words seemed to make some sense.

Most importantly, he was currently like a dragon trapped in shallow waters, being toyed with by a little shrimp.

After a moment, the youth made his decision and was forced to swear, "I, Dongfang Chen, swear by my inner demon, that if Helan Jiu helps me avoid this calamity, I shall never kill her in this life. Should I violate this, my body shall perish, my cultivation shall vanish, and my soul shall be scattered."

Suddenly, just as his words fell, a dull roll of thunder seemed to echo from the heavens.

The oath seemed to have been established?!

Helan Jiu raised an eyebrow. This fellow certainly knew how to talk—helping him avoid a calamity? But, whatever, she wouldn't hold it against him. Similarly, Helan Jiu solemnly swore, "I, Helan Jiu, swear by my inner demon, that from this day forward, if Dongfang Chen harbors no murderous intent toward me, I shall never kill him in this life. Should I violate this, my body shall perish, my cultivation shall vanish, and my soul shall be scattered."

As soon as her voice fell, another roll of dull thunder rose from the heavens.

Of course, only the oath-takers could hear these two claps of thunder.

While making the oaths, both of them had played a little trick, but it was harmless.

At this moment, Helan Jiu gazed up at the sky as if seeing something miraculous. She had always been full of curiosity regarding this world of cultivation; did the heavens truly possess such binding power? How interesting. Suddenly, she felt a profound interest in cultivation that she had never experienced before. In the future, she might finally understand what this strange world actually was.

Fine beads of sweat broke out on Dongfang Chen's forehead as he said with difficulty, "You can speak now."

"Okay." Helan Jiu gave a smile that appeared innocent but was actually quite demonic. "I learned a pressure-point technique from Master Guo. With just a few presses, a person will become impotent. As long as you are impotent... even if those two sisters want to harvest you, they won't have a way to start, right?"

Dongfang Chen nearly coughed up blood from sheer rage!

This was the "good method" she spoke of?!!