Death... and me

Rean nodded after that, satisfied with the outcome. The Soul Binding Contract burnt down, and its restrictions entered everyone's foreheads, quickly attaching to their souls. "Very good, everyone. I'm counting on you to make everyone's lives easier. If you see any injustice, move out and help. Of course, don't go and commit suicide if the enemies' forces are stronger. Just act on the things where you think you have a substantial chance of winning."

Naturally, Rean didn't wait for anyone to complain. With the contract in place, they would have to do what they were told to. They couldn't run either, as the contract stated that they must not stay out of Dry Sky City for more than half a year. The other half had to be spent in the city, helping its people.

However, Rean left a silver lining for them. The contract had an expiration date of 100 years. After that, they would all be released from their duties and could do whatever they wanted again. Rean did that to make sure they would all sign it. After all, some might think that it simply wasn't worth being held up in the city for the rest of their lives.

He then looked around and could see several eyes in the corners, looking at the commotion. 'Gaius isn't the only tyrant in the city. Naturally, the other big fishes keep an eye on each other, just in case. They would inform their bosses of any changes. If a chance appears, they wouldn't mind sweeping Gaius's estate down and take over his territory for their own gains.'

Suddenly, Rean disappeared from his spot. A few seconds later, Rean reappeared once again in the middle of the street. However, he had several men and women pinned down with his Divine Soul Power. They were all people at the Foundation Establishment and Core Formation Realm, so they couldn't resist at all. "Look at how many fans I have. I believe your bosses are even more curious about me, aren't they? How about you tell me where I can find the headquarters of your groups? I need to pay your bosses a visit. Why? It's because it's time for Dry Sky City to become a better place."

During the next two days, Rean pummeled all of the tyrants in all the districts in Dry Sky City. Every single one of them and their own guards were obligated to sign the 100-year contract, no exceptions. Rean wasn't afraid of them finding a way to still make selfish gains through the contract, though. He truly made an all-encompassing contract, covering all corners that could possibly be exploited.

Of course, such actions quickly caught the ears of the City Lord's forces. Zostemou, a Peak Stage Elemental Transformation Realm cultivator who defeated the previous City Lord, was listening to the reports. "Are you telling me that all those pieces of trash began to act like they were some good samaritans and that it's happening in the entire city?"

His subordinate nodded, responding, "Yes, sir. They are all the strongest cultivators in their own territories, so little can others do about it. Killing, raping, robbery, you name it. If they catch you doing any of those things, they will act to stop you. Even their bosses are helping with it right now."

Zostemou narrowed his eyes after he heard that. That's not the kind of city he knew of. "Soul Binding Contracts. Those tyrants, women and men alike, would never do such a thing if their lives didn't depend on it. They must have signed Soul Binding Contracts that forced them into it."

Oem, the same guy Rean met close to Falangia's house, suddenly barged into the room at full speed, shouting, "Zostemou! I found the reason behind it. It's as I thought. It's those twins I told you about. They forced Soul Binding Contracts on all the tyrants who control the districts of Dry Sky City. Those contracts have bonded them to the city for the next 100  years."

Zostemou wasn't surprised by that. "Someone with enough money to use Soul Binding Contract as he wishes... what are they even doing in a place like Dry Sky City? Could they be from some other power? Then again, I can't see what they wish to achieve by that. Dry Sky City is way too poor. It wouldn't be worth using those contracts at all."

Little did he know that although the contracts were expensive, it was only from the perspective of the average cultivator. For Rean, their cost barely counted as pocket change.

Oem and the other members of the City Lord's estate couldn't help but ask, "What do you want to do, Zostemou? You're probably the only one strong enough to stop them."

"Stop them?" Zostemou looked at everyone with a weird expression. "Why should I stop them? As long as they don't get in the way of my tax collection, I couldn't care less about how this city turns out."

However, it was then that a voice echoed in the room. "Unfortunately, your taxes are way too high, and it's hurting the people."

Zostemou was shocked to hear that. Ever since things began to change in Dry Sky City, he had kept his Divine Sense spread all the time. He didn't want anyone to sneak up on him, after all. However, he couldn't even tell from where the voice was coming from. "Who are you? Show yourself!"

Surprisingly, light began to bend a few meters in front of Zostemou, quickly revealing a young man's form. That only shocked Zostemou even more. Rean could have simply cut his throat, and he wouldn't have even noticed until it was too late.

The Divine Sense bending skill became easier to be pierced through the closer one got to the target. With that being said, those few meters were the limit of how close Rean could get to Zostemou without the latter's Divine Sense piercing through the ability. Of course, Zostemou didn't know that, so it played the role Rean wanted. Rean wanted to pretend that he could really kill him anytime he wanted. Well, Rean could do it anyway without having to hide due to their strength difference. It's just that Rean wanted to change his approach as he was feeling a bit bored at this point.