Wu Lingtian naturally knew that Fang Xian was a "Contract Master," but she didn't know he possessed the SP talent.
In her eyes, what profession or talent one had to come to the Great Thousand World was unimportant.
What mattered was standing out among billions of people—that was the best proof of strength.
Being Fang Xian's contract partner was absolutely impossible.
She, Wu Lingtian, would never submit to any man.
"I refuse."
Fang Xian smiled slightly at Wu Lingtian's resolute expression.
"Alliance Leader, we can sign an 'Agreement Contract,' so we won't interfere with each other."
Wu Lingtian hesitated slightly. An agreement contract could indeed allow both parties to draft the conditions before signing, thus avoiding any impact on her.
"Okay, but I'll draft the conditions."
Fang Xian maintained his smile and nodded.
"Everything is at the Alliance Leader's discretion."
Wu Lingtian looked at Fang Xian suspiciously, truly unable to understand him.
Was he acting out of a sense of righteousness?
Or was she plotting something?
Thinking this, Wu Lingtian drafted the agreement with exceptional care, meticulously detailed to the point of being afraid of revealing even the slightest flaw that Fang Xian could seize upon.
She even wrote an agreement that was almost entirely in her favor, ensuring she wouldn't be taken advantage of.
Fang Xian maintained a smile throughout, secretly amused by Wu Lingtian's earnestness.
No matter what Wu Lingtian wrote, he would accept it all; once the agreement was signed, it would be pointless.
He could do whatever he wanted then.
Wu Lingtian looked at the various clauses she had listed, quite satisfied.
"Take a look."
"Okay."
Fang Xian took the agreement, his lips twitching slightly. As expected of the leader of an alliance, the content was indeed well-organized and watertight.
"This..."
He stopped abruptly after uttering these two words, shaking his head with a wry smile, feigning a relieved expression.
Fang Xian flawlessly portrayed the progression of emotions from dissatisfaction and hesitation to relief.
Without needing to say anything, Wu Lingtian could already sense it from his micro-expressions.
He was—True Goodness.
Fang Xian stood in an open space, activated a contract array, and placed the contract written by Wu Lingtian into it, automatically converting it into contract content.
"Come, Alliance Leader, let's form a contract."
"Alright."
Wu Lingtian slowly stood up, walked to Fang Xian, and awaited the contract.
A black array appeared beneath Fang Xian's feet, connecting to Wu Lingtian's feet, forming another black array.
Two large characters, "Agreement," appeared between them.
Fang Xian looked at Wu Lingtian, who was so close to him, and spoke calmly.
"Contract."
Wu Lingtian looked at Fang Xian with his phoenix eyes, about to agree, but then…
"Boom!"
A huge explosion rang out from outside, shaking the entire room.
"What happened!"
Wu Lingtian frowned, immediately severing the contract and bursting out the door.
Fang Xian, seeing the fat sheep he was about to catch fly away, was furious.
He clenched his fists, gazing into the distance, determined to find out which bastard had ruined his plans.
...
Above the Dragon Alliance.
Dozens of people floated in the air, occasionally unleashing magical attacks on the Dragon Alliance's defensive array.
The leading man sat on a gleaming golden dragon throne, leisurely swirling a glass of red wine as he surveyed the Dragon Alliance.
He was burly, with long, blood-red hair, and clad in golden armor.
This man was none other than Li Zekai, the young lord of Asia City.
The rest of Asia City's citizens, seeing Li Zekai appear at the Dragon Alliance, swarmed around him, buzzing with discussion and anticipation for a spectacle.
Wu Lingtian had just arrived at the main hall when he saw Li Zekai in the sky, his phoenix eyes filled with disgust.
The members of the Dragon Alliance, seeing Wu Lingtian emerge, all turned to look at him.
Zhao Yunlong approached Wu Lingtian and whispered words of advice.
"Alliance Leader, don't be impulsive."
The elders present, aware of the feud between Li Zekai and Wu Lingtian, all spoke up to dissuade him.
Wu Lingtian remained silent, his phoenix eyes coldly fixed on Li Zekai in the sky.
Li Zekai, seeing Wu Lingtian emerge, waved his hand, signaling his men to cease their attack.
He slowly stood up, taking a step through the air, and looked down at Wu Lingtian.
"Wu Lingtian, long time no see. These past twenty years, I've missed you terribly."
Wu Lingtian made no attempt to hide her disgust for Li Zekai, her tone icy.
"Li Zekai, instead of staying in prison, are you out here looking for death?"
"Hehehe, Tian'er, we haven't seen each other for so long, you…"
Before Li Zekai could finish speaking, a swift beam of light shot towards him.
He tilted his head, easily dodging it.
It was Wu Lingtian who had attacked. She glared at Li Zekai and said coldly:
"Li Zekai, Tian'er is not someone you can call."
Li Zekai's lips curled slightly upward, he spread his hands, and uttered a mocking laugh.
"What, you're still holding a grudge?"
"Your parents' deaths twenty years ago were indeed related to me, but I also paid for it with twenty years of my life. Aren't you satisfied?"
"Satisfied?!"
Wu Lingtian stared intently at Li Zekai, his eyes turning bloodshot.
"You killed my parents, killed so many people from the Dragon Alliance, and you talk about it so casually. You should be grateful you have a good father if you haven't paid with your life!"
"The law of the jungle is the iron law of this world. If your father hadn't deliberately made things worse, would I have wasted twenty years of my life?!"
At the mention of what happened back then, Li Zekai's anger flared.
"I, Li Zekai, broke through level 500 at the age of 28! A bright future awaited me, but those two damned bastards, your parents, ruined it all!"
"Tell me, who owes whom?!"
The elders of the Dragon Alliance, hearing Li Zekai's words, had grim faces, their hatred for him burning like a rage, after all, their relatives had also died back then.
Fang Xian stood in a corner, listening to their conversation, gaining a general understanding of the ins and outs of the matter.
As for Li Zekai's seemingly absurd remarks, they further confirmed the mindset of the powerful in the Great Thousand World:
Strength is paramount, life is cheap.
The lives of ordinary people are utterly insignificant in their eyes.
This concept is probably deeply ingrained in the Great Thousand World, so Li Zekai's thinking is naturally the same.
Wu Lingtian glared at the arrogant Li Zekai, laughing out loud in anger.
"Heh, who owes whom?"
"Of course it's you, you owe me a life!"
Li Zekai coldly looked down at Wu Lingtian, standing with his hands behind his back.
"Wu Lingtian, I can overlook the past, but you must make amends to me."
"Either submit to me and become my concubine."
"Or—die."
Upon hearing this, Wu Lingtian raised an eyebrow, his eyes turning cold.
"I choose
Your death."