An Idea

"This means that if you do not unseal the ghost and fulfil the criteria of staying with it for one night, you will still die. This is the contents of the contract! It will not change because you have received the truth in advance!"

After hearing Lu Bingqi's description, Fang Yuan sighed. "Interesting… A pawnshop which secretly harvests the souls of humans and spreads curses around?"

"None of this is interesting, okay?"

Lu Bingqi rolled his eyes. "As soon as the pawnshop knows that I cannot pay the price, they will immediately confiscate the soul which I have pawned to them!"

"Alright, alright, it's just a ghost, right?"

Fang Yuan causally threw the piece of Enmity Blood Jade into the array.

"What are you doing?"

Jiese the monk was shocked. With that, the three of them witnessed the blood streaks flowing out from the jade, staining the entire floor of the room a blood-red hue.

"Bloop! Bloop!"