Fantasy: Divine Level Luck

"Oh? Become my blood slave, and are you willing to rebel against your tribe?" Ye Feng's eyes flashed with a hint of intention, but... he didn't quite believe it.

Because blood slaves were an extremely terrifying contract in ancient times, different from ordinary masters and servants.

As long as Ye Feng dies in the future, Aoxuehen will also die.

Because this contract is equivalent to binding the slave's life to the master.

The master dies and the slave dies, this is the hegemony of the blood contract.

But... Aoxuehen is the third prince of the True Dragon Race, how could he be willing to join the family?

A trace of hatred flashed in Aoxuehen's eyes, and he said angrily: "The position of Dragon Emperor has been reserved for a long time, and... my descendants will all become the eldest prince's whetstone."

"It's just that my father has been waiting to train his descendants like me to become strong men. Only in this way can the eldest prince grow up quickly."

This matter was told to him by his mother.

Therefore, Aoxuehen has always harbored hatred towards Dragon Race, and is even more dissatisfied with the real dragon Great Emperor.

But... in order to survive, he never showed his disobedience and deliberately delayed his cultivation.

There are nine princes in total. Except for Lao Jiu and Lao Ba, the rest of the princes have all been promoted to Heavenly Sect or even Heavenly Venerable.

Immediately, he continued: "I can become your blood slave, but... there is one requirement, that is, I must be promoted to the position of the True Dragon Great Emperor in the future."

"As long as I can successfully ascend the throne, the future True Dragon Race will also be yours."

"The ancient blood contract is enough for you to crush me to death in an instant, and my soul will also accept your control."

"However, I only need the position of True Dragon Great Emperor. As long as I can achieve it, I will be a slave for life and am willing to conquer the eight wastelands for you!"

With a nervous look on his face, he looked at Ye Feng.

This is the best condition he can offer.

If Ye Feng still doesn't agree, then his journey...will end here.

"Indeed, it's interesting." Ye Feng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, taking control of Dragon Race... and putting in internal support. It was very interesting to watch.

He really wanted to know if the real dragon Great Emperor was actually stabbed by his own son one day.

Is that expression anger or regret?

The whole thing is very beneficial to Ye Feng.

He has already started a full-scale war with True Dragon Race, if it were not for the protection of the two powerful clans behind him and the spiritual ancestors.

I'm afraid he would have died a long time ago.

So...he chose to accept it.

Grinning, showing his white teeth: "I accept your surrender."

"Ding dong, congratulations to the host for acquiring the blood slave. The system will automatically improve the ancient blood contract.

"The blood contract has been modified. If the blood slave has any objections, the host can make him disperse three souls and seven souls in an instant, and... whenever the host is injured, the blood slave will automatically share half of the injury.

The cold system voice sounded in Ye Feng's mind.

This...is not bad.

Ye Feng formed a seal with his hands, and a faint bloody light gradually emerged.

"Buzz buzz!"

A complicated and mysterious contract appeared in mid-air.

The Third Prince of the True Dragon looked complicated. This step may lead him into the abyss. As long as he accepts this contract, he will be Ye Feng's dog from now on.

From now on, his life will be in Ye Feng's hands. With just a pinch, he will die and his soul will disappear.

But... this is his only way to survive.

True Dragon Race is too powerful now.

And he could only continue and follow the plan laid out by the real dragon Great Emperor.

After pondering for a while, he looked up at Ye Feng and said with a smile: "I will show my worth."

After saying that, a drop of essence and blood poured out of his body and fell on the contract.

"Buzz buzz!"

The void trembled slightly, and a faint blood-colored halo directly enveloped Aoxuehen.

A ray of soul was drawn out and poured into Ye Feng's body.

Its expression is complicated, but... As long as he has enough value and is not a waste, Ye Feng will not kill him.

"Slave Aoxuehen, pay your respects to the master!"

The body gradually sank, and he knelt on the ground and bowed.

"Your value is to control the True Dragon Race."

"I will help you, but that doesn't mean I have long-term patience."

"Show me your achievements first. After three years, if you disappoint me, you will still die.

Ye Feng shook his head and smiled lightly.

He didn't take Aoxuehen's life seriously at all, because... a so-called genius was not worth mentioning in his eyes.

As long as you go out and join the Golden-winged Dapoc clan, you can mass-produce strong men.

Not to mention the Great Emperor, there will be dozens more at least half emperors and even saint kings.

Although it is impossible to destroy True Dragon Race, at least it has the strength to compete.

Aoxuehen is just a spare chess piece. If used well, it will cause fatal damage to True Dragon Race.

"Blood life."

Aoxuehen said respectfully, stood up, and removed the golden light barrier around him.

The eyes of countless Monsters gathered and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Pfft!"

He needs to continue to maintain a hostile state with Ye Feng, otherwise he will be suspected.

"Ye Feng! Good, good, good! From now on, I will remember you."

The tone was extremely resentful, and he looked at Ye Feng firmly.

All the Monsters thought that Ye Feng would directly kill Aoxuehen, but... to everyone's surprise in 593, Ye Feng walked away.

"What... is this? What happened within the golden light barrier.

"The two parties must have negotiated some conditions, and Ye Feng must also have some scruples, so he won't take action, right?"

"Aoxuehen is lucky. The young master of the Taoxu clan died in a terrible way. He was even... made into a powerful tonic soup. I didn't expect that he survived."

Countless Monsters looked at them in surprise and sighed.

The little White Tiger's eyelids are twitching wildly, it's a big threat... to make up for the soup?

The steps moved backward.

I don't want to provoke Ye Feng, a pervert.

I was glad in my heart that I had previously cooperated with him to kill the Transcendent Level expert from the outside world.

It's a good relationship.

He directly skipped this topic and didn't want to say more, so he quickly said: "Then, it's time to open the emperor's tomb next, right?"

Ye Feng nodded, and three marks of Azure Dragon, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise appeared in his hand.

"Well, let's settle the matter about the Emperor's Tomb first. If the opportunity here is not important to me, I will give it to you."

Looking at the little White Tiger, this kindness represents the goodwill of the White Tiger family.

Moreover, the White Tiger and the True Dragon are also enemies.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend. .