Awakening divorce, the little female is scrambled by all the big guys

Chapter 233 A True Contract of Shared Life and Death
Hearing Wendy say that, the Dark Night Clan Chief's eyes lit up.

He coaxed, "Wendy, if you drip your blood on the eggshell, you can be with Ale forever."

"If I bleed, won't that hurt a lot?" Wendy clutched her little hand, her face showing fear.

The Dark Night Clan Chief spoke softly. "No, I promise you it will only hurt for a moment, and you'll be fine soon."

His eyes held a stubbornness, and Wendy heard his inner monologue.

Even if it's not voluntary, as long as his blood is dripped onto the eggshell, the contract will take effect.

Wendy understood that the Dark Clan Chief was determined to get what he wanted and wanted him to bleed.

Being forced and acting voluntarily have very different outcomes.

She bit her lower lip lightly, her face showing fear, but after thinking for a moment, she still extended her finger.

"What should Father do?"

The Dark Night Clan Chief's smile deepened when he saw Wendy take the initiative.

It seems that this little female really has feelings for Ah Le, so there's no need to worry that she will let Ah Le down.

"Wendy, don't be afraid of what your father will teach you."

The Dark Clan Chief transformed his fingers into sharp claws and gently poked Wendy's finger with his pointed nails.

Wendy's delicate fingers immediately bled.

"Ugh, that hurts."

Wendy was so frightened that she tried to back away, but the Dark Night Clan Chief grabbed her hand and forcibly pressed her bloodied hand onto Ale's eggshell.

When fresh blood drips onto the eggshell, it is immediately absorbed by the eggshell.

Seeing the eggshell glow red and a cinnabar mark appear on Wendy's arm, the Dark Night Clan Chief finally released his grip with relief.

Wendy took a few steps back in fear, looking at her fingers, tears streaming down her face like a broken string of pearls.

Seeing her like this, the Dark Clan Chieftain knew he had frightened her, so he beckoned her over. "Wendy, come here."

Wendy was terrified of him and didn't dare to go near him.

The Dark Night Clan Chief sighed and patted Ah Le beside him. "Ah Le, Father upset Wendy. Go and comfort her for me."

Ah Le could only hear sounds but couldn't see what was happening outside, so he didn't know what the Dark Night Clan chief had done to Wendy.

However, he immediately became worried when he heard that Wendy was unhappy.

He rolled his little body toward Wendy, gently rubbing against her with his eggshell to soothe her.

The Dark Clan chief was careful with his actions, so Wendy's blood didn't bleed for long, and her wound healed quickly.

With the pain gone, Wendy wasn't so scared anymore. She touched Ah Le and looked at the Dark Night Clan Chief.

"Hmph, Father, you hurt me. I'm angry with you and I'm not talking to you anymore."

Seeing that Wendy's face was less frightened, the Dark Night Clan Chief felt relieved.

He didn't dare to step forward, but just stood there smiling and apologizing. "Okay, okay, it was Father's fault. Father promises he will never hurt you again."

"Hmph, I don't believe you unless you swear you'll never hurt me again."

The chieftain of the Dark Night Clan hesitated.

Seeing his hesitation, Ti stomped her foot in frustration and patted Ah Le.

"Ah Le, let's never talk to Father again. He just cut my hand, and it hurts so much."

Hearing him say that, Ah Le turned to look at the Dark Night Clan Chief.

Although his eyes were not visible from the surface of the egg, the Dark Night Clan Chief could sense the life force emanating from Ah Le.

The Dark Night Clan Chief sighed and thought to himself.

It hasn't even hatched yet and it's already turning its back on others. Sigh, the little one I raised will belong to someone else sooner or later.

Wendy covered her face and secretly curled her lips. Sure enough, Ah Le was the Dark Night Clan Chief's weakness.

As long as she has Ah Le under her control, the Dark Night Clan Chief will have no choice but to listen to him.

Once the right opportunity arises, she will be able to return to her mother's side. Yes, Wendy is faking amnesia.

The reason she recognized the thief as her father was because she knew that she was young and cute, and could easily arouse people's protective instincts.

So she took a gamble, and to her surprise, the Dark Night Clan Chief actually accepted her.

What surprised him even more was that Ah Le, this black egg, actually liked him so much.

"Okay, I swear. I will never hurt Wendy again from now on, or I'll be eaten by the hyenas."

Seeing that the chieftain of the Night Clan had sworn an oath, Wendy stopped pressing the matter. Her Uncle Zeref had told her that everything should be done in moderation.

He tilted his little head back, his voice soft and sweet. "Alright then, I'll forgive you this time."

Seeing that Wendy had finally forgiven him, the Dark Clan Chief also put on a smile.

On the other side, the White Tiger tribe.

"Princess, now that we've located the Dark Night Clan, should we make our move?" Taylor frowned.

"No, Wendy is still in their hands. If we make a move, Wendy will be the first to suffer." When it came to Wendy, Zeref was no longer calm.

“Our most crucial task right now is to resolve the puppet issue,” Ophelia said.

If the puppet's owner can be identified and killed, the puppet can be turned into a normal person.

Even if Wendy is turned into a puppet, there is still a possibility that she can be saved.

If this problem cannot be solved, then Wendy will have no choice but to remain in the Night Clan.

"But how can this be solved?" Taylor racked his brains but couldn't come up with a solution.

“We can only try.” Ophelia’s eyes were sharp.

"Zeref, Klein, you two need to find a way to capture a member of the Night Clan. I want to conduct an experiment."

Zeref and Klein exchanged a glance and nodded repeatedly. "Okay."

Outside the Dark Night Clan's village, at night.

A rich aroma filled the air above the Dark Night Clan, its alluring scent stirring a sense of anticipation among its members.

So attractive.

The Dark Night Clan Chief also sensed this aura, but he did not descend into madness like the other members of his clan.

He clenched his palms, using the pain to suppress his inner impulse.

Just then, Chuck ran over, his face showing blue veins, his eyes bloodshot, and he was making a wailing sound.

"Chief, Chief. There seems to be something wrong with this smell." Chuck smashed a rock on his head to clear his head.

"Yes, I have the same suspicion." The Dark Night Clan Chief narrowed his eyes, looking in the direction from which the fragrance was coming.

"Chief, don't you think this aura is somewhat similar to that little female?" Chuck whispered a reminder.

"It must be the little female's parents' doing. They've already found the Dark Night Clan, and their actions today are probably a prelude to their attack on us."

"Chieftain, why don't we turn her into a puppet first? That way we won't have to worry about what Ophelia and the others might do."

The Dark Night Clan Chief glanced at Wendy, who was playing with Ah Le, and saw the little girl with an innocent smile on her face.

He felt a pang of pity at the thought of the little girl becoming expressionless, like a walking corpse.

"Don't rush. I've already paired Wendy and Ale up, and it's a life-and-death contract between them."

"Chieftain, you used a secret technique of the Dark Night Clan!" Chuck exclaimed in shock.

A typical life-and-death pact is one-sided; if the female mates have an accident or die, the male mate who formed the life-and-death pact with her will also die.

The Dark Night Clan possesses a secret technique that can reverse this contract, truly transforming the two individuals' pact into one of shared life and death.

Regardless of which of the two partners dies, the other will also die, and this contract can never be broken.

Of course, such an extraordinary contract comes at a price.

That is to make a deal based on the lifespan of the contractor's blood relatives.

In just a few days, this book will be saying goodbye.