Published: January 2, 2025
“Accept, and you may survive, and there is hope for the future. Refuse, and what awaits you is only death.”
Qin Chen coldly laughed and said, “With your current body, having suffered heavy injuries, although you are still alive, you can only live for a few decades at most. A few decades, for a Venerable, is but a fleeting moment.”
“You have ten breaths to consider this clearly. Submit, live; otherwise, just leave. I, Qin Chen, never force people against their will, nor will I obstruct your departure. Just a Venerable; while I am not yet a Venerable, my future will never stop here.”
Qin Chen spoke proudly, each word resonant, shaking the mind of the Chaos Poison Venerable, filled with confidence and arrogance.
Although Qin Chen was only a half-step Venerable now, he somehow filled the Chaos Poison Venerable with shock upon hearing his words, as if the other party was born to be so.
“What kind of person is this?”
The Chaos Poison Venerable thought in shock, but his heart was still conflicted.
What does it mean to not force someone against their will?
Clearly, it is to use the consequence of his impending death to make him submit. What is that if not forcing someone against their will?
As a dignified Venerable, would he be threatened like this?
That would be underestimating him too much.
Ridiculous! The Chaos Venerable's eyes turned icy as he gritted his teeth and said, “Are you sure you can heal my injuries?”
Qin Chen glanced at him and coldly laughed, “The toxin of the Longkui fruit, while terrifying, is not incurable. You should have already felt the effect before. If I cannot heal you, how long do you think you can serve this master?”
“Well, have you considered it clearly?”
Qin Chen issued the final ultimatum.
Submit, or not submit?
If he submits, while he will have to serve the other party for ten thousand years as a servant, as Qin Chen said, ten thousand years is nothing for a Venerable. Once the toxin is dealt with, he might even soar to great heights in the future.
But if he refuses, he only has a few decades of life left. He has not found a solution to the Longkui fruit toxin for tens of thousands of years, and how could he find one in just a few decades? The hope is too slim.
“I agree to submit to you and be your servant.”
The Chaos Poison Venerable gritted his teeth, and those few words nearly exhausted all his strength.
“Very well, first accept this power and integrate it into your essence and soul.”
Qin Chen spoke without further ado, and a vast black aura suddenly swirled in his palm, surging towards the Chaos Poison Venerable. As soon as this aura touched him, the Chaos Poison Venerable immediately felt an overwhelming sensation, as if he was facing an endless abyss, causing even this Venerable to feel a rush of heart palpitations.
“What is this power?”
The Chaos Poison Venerable spoke in a deep voice.
“Didn’t you say you wanted to submit to me?
Once you accept this power, a mark of this young master will be left within your soul and essence. If you dare to betray me, your soul and essence will instantly collapse, and you will die on the spot.”
Qin Chen said indifferently. This power was the essence of the Ten Thousand Realms Magic Tree. Now, after absorbing the royal blood of the Dark Clan, the Ten Thousand Realms Magic Tree had undergone a transformation, becoming even more vast and profound. The power within it could make even a Venerable submit.
The Chaos Poison Venerable struggled to look at the black power before him. In fact, he indeed had such a plan. Although he verbally submitted, he prided himself on Qin Chen's inability to control him, a Venerable. A simple contract would not be able to restrain him.
But who would have thought that the other party had such means?
His expression changed for a moment, but finally, he gritted his teeth and instantly absorbed the black aura, vaguely feeling a sense of luck, thinking that this black aura could not control him at all.