Ten Corpses

"Signing a soul contract again?" Yi Yun laughed as he shook his head.

"Why? You plan on not signing?" Beside Shentu Patriarch, a gray-clothed Li Fire Grandma slowly drank her tea and she looked at Yi Yun with a gaze that spoke volumes.

Yi Yun did not care about this old woman and he said in a very nonchalant tone, "Signing a soul contract, making me never attack all of you. That is the true goal of this Elder Consortium. Why didn't you say the main point earlier? Was there a need to beat about the bush?"

"But as a deal, there should be some mutual benefits. And in the soul contract that you produce to restrict me, what benefits do I get if I agree to it?"