Written Agreement

Chapter 77 Written Agreement

Two blue tears streamed down Dai Mubai's face: "I was wrong. I swear I will never cause you any more trouble."

It's said that men don't easily shed tears, unless they're truly heartbroken. Dai Mubai felt his limbs were numb. He was only fifteen years old, with many years to squander. If he were crippled now, he couldn't even imagine what his life would be like.

Even if one day he were to succeed in wrestling the throne from his elder brother or avenge himself, he would probably find it all rather dull.

"Wrong? I don't believe it." Li Xun's heart stirred, and the big tree beneath his feet seemed to soften, carrying him slowly downwards, landing not far from Dai Mubai.

The engagement was one of the purposes of his trip. Originally, he planned to secretly bring Dai Mubai out to resolve the matter after returning, but now it seems that being open and aboveboard is also quite effective.

"A written agreement, a guarantee, either way is fine!" Upon hearing the response, Dai Mubai perked up and quickly shouted, afraid that Li Xun would go back on his word.

Compared to Zhu Zhuqing, with whom he has no feelings and whom he has only met a few times since childhood, his own safety is the most important thing.

"A written agreement is great! I love things like that." Li Xun chuckled. At this moment, the big tree had already carried him and Ning Rongrong to Dai Mubai.

Li Xun took out paper and pen from his soul tool and handed them to Dai Mubai.

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Dai Mubai was stunned by Li Xun's actions, a look of astonishment flashing in his eyes. Feeling the excruciating pain in his body, he quickly said, "Can you promise to let me go?"

"Hehe, while I'm not exactly a saint, I still have my principles." Li Xun revealed a playful smile. "I can agree to this. But you'd better seize this opportunity!"

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Dai Mubai closed his eyes in pain, a tightness rising in his chest.

He used to be the one seducing women; he never imagined he would end up like this. He dared not open his eyes now, afraid that if he did, Li Xun would see his boundless hatred.

"Oh? You've got some ideas, huh?" Li Xun caught a glimpse of Ma Hongjun cautiously crawling towards him from the side, and with a swift movement, kicked him in the stomach.

Ma Hongjun was kicked more than ten meters away. As he rolled, the wooden spear on his buttocks kept hitting the ground, causing him to scream in agony. He soon fainted from the pain.

"Li Xun, Ma Hongjun has already been defeated, why did you still resort to such a brutal attack? It's utterly despicable!" Tang San stood on the rooftop, his expression grim as he stared at Li Xun, his anger burning like flames. "Do you dare to fight me head-on!"

He had just arrived at the spot where Li Xun had been standing when Li Xun moved. Tang San felt that Li Xun was toying with him.

"Don't worry, I'll find you later." Li Xun glanced at Tang San. "If you're in a hurry, then catch up with me."

Tang San's eyes were filled with a chilling coldness as he leaped from the rooftop onto the street.

Although Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun suffered a crushing defeat, it also gave him the opportunity to roughly analyze the opponent's skill information.

Tang San's eyes flickered. Li Xun's first two spirit ring skills were passive, and he hadn't used his third spirit skill yet. If he wasn't mistaken, Li Xun's ability to manipulate plants was likely the effect of his third spirit ring.

Although this ability is very strong, to the point of turning the rotten into the miraculous, it cannot make up for Li Xun's weakness of not having any soul skills.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun lost because they were offensive types and insisted on fighting in a narrow street.

He and Li Xun are both plant-type Soul Masters, and he also possesses hidden weapons, making him completely unaffected by this terrain. Furthermore, Li Xun has been using his abilities repeatedly, and his Soul Power is likely already depleted.

Ignoring Tang San, Li Xun walked up to Dai Mubai, untied her hands, manipulated vines to make a table, and then took a book from his soul tool and placed it under the table.

"Don't expect Tang San to save you; he won't even be able to save himself in a moment." After saying that, Li Xun thoughtfully handed over a towel: "Wipe yourself off, but don't get the paper dirty."

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Despite the excruciating pain, Dai Mubai carefully wiped his hands clean. "How do I need to write this?"

"You can write whatever you want about it," Li Xun said with a kind smile, then reached behind him, and a wall of vines instantly appeared between Tang San and them. "Besides, you don't necessarily have to write it..."

Dai Mubai felt a chill run down his spine. He suppressed the dizziness from blood loss, picked up his pen, and began to write rapidly. He needed to finish writing before he regained consciousness.

A moment later, Dai Mubai, his face pale, put down his pen: "Do you mean what you say?"

"Please wait a moment." Li Xun smiled and picked up the paper from the simple table, carefully reading it over.

"Very good, now there's only one last step left." Li Xun smiled and took out a box of ink from his soul tool, placing it in front of Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai stared at the inkpad on the table, trembling with rage. His already pale face paled, and an overwhelming sense of humiliation spread through his heart.

Then he shakily extended his index finger.

"Not enough. Press both hands down." Li Xun glanced at it and slowly shook his head. In an era where there was no accurate way to judge authenticity, it was better to be cautious.

"You," Dai Mubai's eyes seemed to blaze with fire, his humiliation turning into boundless hatred. But due to the circumstances, he could only force himself to press his hands down.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

"That's fine."

Li Xun picked up the paper, exhaled a breath of cold air to quickly dry the moisture on it: "However, I must remind you of something. Our conditions have been met, so please cherish this opportunity."

Above the tower in Soto City, Sword Douluo watched the battle below with a smile on his face.

"Tang Hao, two people on the young master's side have already lost their fighting ability. The little girl who has transformed from a soul beast can probably only last one more round."

"The outcome of this battle is already decided. How about we call a halt now?" Ever since Li Xun returned, the anger that Sword Douluo had suffered from his previous secret confrontation with Tang Hao had dissipated, and the smile on his face had never stopped.

Now he had both face and substance. Considering that Li Xun had gone too far and might injure Tang Hao's son, which could cause the latter to lose control of his emotions, he felt that was enough.

"This kid's talent is extraordinary. It seems that this little one is very important to your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?" Tang Hao frowned slightly, a glint of light flashing in his half-closed eyes.

From his perspective, this little guy clearly still has plenty of energy left. The mistress is unlikely to be his match at this stage.

Sword Douluo's eyes flashed coldly as he stared intently at Tang Hao.

Li Xun's importance within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is undeniable; everyone is waiting for him to grow up, driven by both emotions and interests.

Even if these old guys are strong, they will eventually return to dust, and this world will ultimately belong to the young.

With Li Xun's talent, for the next few hundred years, the descendants of the sect will all be under Li Xun's protection.

P.S.: My application was blocked during the review process. I don't know what I did wrong, and the revisions have left me confused.

Fellow readers, this chapter has about 500 words deleted, and I can't see anything wrong with it.

If you point it out, I will change it, or I'll wait until I'm feeling better.

I spent an hour revising it, I'm scared now (_)

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