I let you tame beasts, and you've already formed a contract with your stunningly beautiful mast

Cao Kun stroked his chin, his unrestrained gaze showing no sign of abating.

Instead, they intensified their scrutiny of the beautiful figure in mid-air.

He couldn't help but secretly grumble to himself:

What did female cultivators in ancient times eat to grow up?

Is the nutrition really that good?

If she were to have her physical body reshaped, she would definitely be an irresistible beauty that would captivate anyone who looked at her.

It's just that this temper of his makes him a bit oblivious to the situation.

"This emperor?"

Cao Kun raised an eyebrow, looking at her with a half-smile.

"Such a prestigious title. Tell me, what kind of emperor are you?"

"Ignorant brat! Listen up!"

Feng Jiuyou slightly raised her chin, her eyes looking down at him with disdain.

"I am the ancient Nine Netherworld Empress, Feng Jiuyou!"

"Back when I reigned supreme over the continent, you lowly Golden Core cultivators weren't even worthy of looking up to me!"

Feng Jiuyou snorted coldly, her moon-white palace dress swaying slightly in the air, displaying her impeccable poise.

"However, considering that you used this soul-guiding lamp to awaken me, I might give you a chance."

"As long as you obediently find me a top-quality body, I can possess it and start over."

"After this is accomplished, I will bestow upon you an immense fortune and pass on to you an ancient, top-tier martial arts technique."

"As for your rudeness and offense just now, I can be magnanimous and let it go."

After saying that, Feng Jiuyou crossed her arms, waiting to see Cao Kun's grateful and obeisant expression.

In her eyes, he was just a lowly Golden Core cultivator from a remote place.

Hearing terms like "ancient empress" or "top-tier cultivation technique" would definitely make one tremble with excitement and lose their mind.

however.

Cao Kun was not as excited as she had imagined.

He sat on the stone bench, expressionless, his eyes even somewhat vacant.

He looked as if he was stunned.

[Ding! A top-tier target soul entity has been detected.]

[Target Identity: Ancient Nine Netherworld Empress (Remnant Soul State)]

[Target state: Extremely weak, lacking physical support.]

[System notification: The target is currently in a soul state and cannot be directly captured and contracted as a jade beast.]

[System suggestion: The host can first take it in as a soul slave and use the chaotic energy to nourish its soul body.]

We will rebuild its perfect physical body in the future, and then bind it to a contract.

After reading the system's prompt, Cao Kun immediately understood what was going on.

It's a bit of a shame that we can't directly bind the jade beast.

But the idea of ​​taking in an unruly ancient empress as a soul slave sounds even more exciting!

Cao Kun closed the system panel and came to his senses.

midair.

Seeing Cao Kun standing there in a daze, Feng Jiuyou thought that this Golden Core stage kid had been completely stunned by the conditions she had thrown out.

She felt a surge of pride.

This kind of country bumpkin who's never seen the world is really easy to manipulate.

You can easily win him over with a simple promise.

"What are you still standing there for?"

Feng Jiuyou waved her hand impatiently, her tone becoming even more arrogant.

"Hurry up and kneel down to swear allegiance to this Emperor!"

"Then get out of here immediately and find me a suitable body!"

She was used to giving orders.

Even now, with only a wisp of a soul remaining, his inherent arrogance remains undiminished.

The room was silent for two seconds.

"Pfft."

Cao Kun couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing while leaning back in his chair.

He laughed and shook his head, looking at Feng Jiuyou as if he were looking at a mentally unstable, incredibly foolish person.

"Hey, you old codger."

"Have you been inside the jade pendant for too long? Has it damaged your brain?"

"An old...old man?!"

Feng Jiuyou's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief.

This lowly ant dares to call her, the mighty Empress, "Old Man"?!

"What era are we living in? Why are they still playing these empty promises?"

Cao Kun completely ignored her shock and ruthlessly shattered her illusions.

"Trying to negotiate with me?"

"What right do you have to negotiate with me?"

"Is your weak soul so easily dispersed by a gust of wind?"

"Or is it based on your vague and unrealistic destiny?"

With each word Cao Kun spoke, Feng Jiuyou's expression grew increasingly grim.

"presumptuous!"

Feng Jiuyou was furious.

She instinctively wanted to use her divine power to teach this arrogant brat a lesson.

But she sadly discovered that her spirit was now extremely weak.

The forced appearance just now had exhausted his remaining power, and now he couldn't even unleash a simple soul attack.

Cao Kun took in her embarrassing situation.

"Assess the situation clearly."

"This is the Hehuan Sect, and I am the Grand Elder of the Hehuan Sect."

"And you are just a remnant soul residing in a broken jade pendant, barely able to appear and say a few words by absorbing half of the spiritual energy of my Pill Pavilion's underground palace."

Cao Kun stood up, placed his hands on the stone table, leaned forward, and stared directly at Feng Jiuyou.

"You want me to find you a physical body? Sure."

"I don't care about ancient techniques."

"As long as you obediently become my soul slave and acknowledge me as your master, I might consider mercifully reshaping you into a top-quality physical body."

Soul slave? !

These two words were so grating to Feng Jiuyou's ears.

She was the mighty Empress of the Nine Netherworlds, an unparalleled being who ruled over countless living beings in ancient times.

Even those powerful beings in the Tribulation Transcending stage had to bow their heads and be subservient to her.

Now, a mere Golden Core cultivator dares to shamelessly order her to become the lowest of soul slaves?!

"This is utterly ridiculous!"

"I would rather perish, body and soul, than suffer such a humiliating disgrace!"

"You ignorant ant, if this were ancient times, I could have reduced you to ashes with just a glance!"

"You want me to be your soul slave? Dream on!"

Cao Kun remained unconcerned by Feng Jiuyou's incompetent rage.

"Still reminiscing about your ancient times?"

"Sir, times have changed!"

"You are no longer the mighty Nine Netherworld Empress who shook the ancient times."

"You are nothing but a remnant soul, on the verge of being scattered at any moment, unable even to control your own destiny!"

Cao Kun suddenly stopped smiling.

A wisp of chaotic energy overflowed from his fingertips, directly enveloping the flame of the Soul-Guiding Lamp.

The pale blue flames were instantly suppressed.

Only a faint spark remained.

"ah--!"

It has lost the nourishment of the soul-guiding lamp.

Feng Jiuyou immediately let out a painful scream.

Her soul began to flicker violently.

The edges even showed signs of collapse.

The pain of having her soul torn apart made it impossible for her to maintain her empress's pride.

"Stop! Stop now!"

Feng Jiuyou wailed in agony.

Cao Kun watched her struggle in pain.

There was not a trace of pity in his eyes.

"Being my soul slave is your only chance to survive right now."

"It is also your only hope for rebuilding your physical body."

Cao Kun held up one finger.

His tone was chilling and left no room for argument.

"My patience is limited. I'll give you ten breaths to consider."

"Ten breaths later."

"If you still refuse to release your soul defenses, I will brand you with the mark of enslavement."

"I'll just crush this jade pendant and extinguish this lamp."

"Send you, the Nine Netherworld Empress, on your final journey."

"ten."

Cao Kun coldly uttered a number.

"Nine."

Feng Jiuyou covered her head with both hands, her soul curled up in mid-air in pain.

His eyes were filled with humiliation, anger, and deep fear.

She doesn't want to die.

Trapped in the dark and sunless jade pendant for countless years.

It was a long and difficult time before they finally saw the light of day again.

How could I accept just vanishing into nothingness like this!

"eight."

"seven."

Cao Kun's countdown continues.

With each number he counted, the chaotic energy at his fingertips decreased by one point.

The flame of the soul-guiding lamp dimmed slightly.

Feng Jiuyou's soul also became increasingly transparent.

"six."

"five."

"Four."

The flame on the soul-guiding lamp had been compressed to the size of a soybean, flickering on and off.

Feng Jiuyou's lower body has begun to turn into specks of light and dissipate.

"three."

Cao Kun's fingers were already resting on the crescent-shaped jade pendant.

With just a gentle squeeze.

This vessel, which houses the last remnant of the Empress's soul, will turn to dust.

The Nine Netherworld Empress will never return to this world.

"I...I promise!"

Just as Cao Kun was about to shout "two".

Feng Jiuyou let out a desperate and humiliating scream.

She completely gave up resisting and voluntarily opened her soul.

"I am willing to... lower my soul defenses and become your soul slave."