Chapter 122: The Unseen Wind Boy

"Tell me, what's the plan?"

Wu Qiu turned to look at the Formless Wind. But the guy hesitated, "Well, do you think it's possible that you could block the Formless Lightning and let that girl come over?"

Wu Qiu stared at him, her gaze fixed intently.

"You look down on me."

Wu Qiu spoke decisively. Wu Xiang Zhi Feng shook his head, "No, I was just asking."

"Isn't that obvious?! If I could block the Lightning Hypostasis, Yura wouldn't be getting beaten up here. I'm telling you, do you have a solution or not? If not, I'm leaving. If this takes too long and something happens to Yura, I'll never forgive you!"

Wu Qiu spoke decisively and made a move to leave again. At this moment, Wu Xiang Zhi Feng seemed to have finally made a major decision: "Alright, you can do it too. Let's sign a contract!"

Those last few words were uttered through gritted teeth, not squeezed out, but rather as if they burst out, as if they were forcibly pried out.

"Contract? What does that mean?" Wu Qiu didn't understand. The Formless Wind explained, "It's a master-servant contract. With a master, I can abandon my corrupted core, reassemble my body, and escape. Although I will lose a lot of strength, it's the only way."

"Oh—" Wu Qiu nodded. Isn't it just like signing a contract with a spirit pet in novels, but…

"Come on, tell me why you made me withstand the Lightning of the Formless just now? Is being my pet so shameful?"

Wu Xiang Zhi Feng didn't answer, but Wu Qiu felt that he was looking at him with a contemptuous gaze, as if to say, "Damn it! You just wait and see how I deal with you later."

Thinking to himself, Wu Qiu put on a kind smile and said, "Then let's sign the contract."

The Wind of No Form remained still, as if it had seen through Wu Qiu's little scheme: "Although it is a master-servant contract, it is an equal contract."

"After we sign this, my life will be tied to yours, and I'll reside in your body in a special way. But I can choose not to obey your orders, and if you provoke me, I can beat you up, understand, you idiot?"

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"Holy crap, this is a master-servant contract? Isn't this like inviting a patriarch back home? Who invented this kind of contract? It's not what I expected at all."

Wu Qiu immediately wanted to refuse, but seeing Yura being beaten up, he had no choice but to accept. After all, it was the only option at the moment.

"So be it, it's better than dying here." Thinking this, Wu Qiu nodded. "Come on, how do we sign the contract? Do we need to drip blood or something? But let me tell you, if we're going to draw the array on the ground with blood, forget it. First, I don't know how, and second, I don't have that much blood. Rather than bleeding to death, I'd rather fight the Formless Lightning."

In Wu Qiu's mind, the contract must be some kind of six-star light array, then blood dripping and oath-taking, finally a flash of light, and then I shout "Come out, Pikachu!" and the contract is complete.

But as it turned out, I was wrong. The formless wind looked at Wu Qiu, and suddenly a giant hand condensed from the wind in the void. It rose and fell, and with a whoosh, it slapped Wu Qiu across the face.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!!!!"

Wu Qiu flew more than six meters away, then landed headfirst on the ground. Lying on the ground, Wu Qiu was still in a daze, and even his scream was an instinctive reaction.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

Realizing what was happening, Wu Qiu jumped up immediately. Pointing at the Formless Wind, he suddenly adopted a desperate stance.

"The contract is complete."

The voice of the Formless Wind rang out calmly. Wu Qiu was startled, only then realizing that his right arm... no, his left arm, his right arm was covered in frost.

On his left shoulder, a blue crystal had appeared, resembling the formless wind before him. This must be the so-called contract theory, but…

"Didn't you just slap me in the face? Why is it on my arm now?" Wu Qiu was still bothered by the slap he'd just received. He thought to himself, "It's normal to get slapped before you gain power, but now that I have power, getting slapped again is just ridiculous."

"Actually, this is just pouring in the contract; it doesn't matter where you bang it."

The formless wind made no attempt to conceal its identity; it simply admitted it.

"Holy crap! Then why did you slap me in the face?!"

"It looked so annoying, I couldn't help myself." It was another calm remark. Wu Qiu was furious, but there was nothing she could do; now was not the time to argue about this.

"Okay! Let's not talk about that anymore, is that alright now? Come out and help."

The Wind Without Form nodded. "You stay away, I'm going out."

Wu Qiu quickly ran a dozen steps into the distance.

"Further away."

Just as he stopped, Wu Qiu heard the voice of the Formless Wind again. Having no other choice, Wu Qiu continued running until he reached the edge of the altar.

"Further away."

Wu Qiu ran again, this time already outside the altar.

"Stay further away!"

Wu Qiu ran away. Looking back, this time the shadow of the Formless Wind was almost gone.

"Further away!!!"

Wu Qiu's eyelids twitched. For some reason, he felt that the scene looked familiar, but he couldn't remember why.

However, for safety's sake, Wu Qiu continued running. At the same time, Wu Qiu discovered that Yura's condition was very bad; she was practically on the verge of death.

"Hey! Don't go any further, come out right now!!!"

Wu Qiu shouted at the top of his lungs, but received no response. Just as Wu Qiu was wondering what was going on, the wind elements in the air began to stir.

The storm had stopped when all the Hilichurl shamans had fallen. But it rose again, and the scene was far more dramatic than when the Hilichurl shamans had moved.

Countless wind elements flowed into the formless wind's body like the Yellow River. Her body also emitted a green light, growing brighter and brighter, like a bomb about to explode.

"Damn, such a big commotion? It seems the Formless Wind isn't so bad after all, knowing to remind me to keep my distance time and time again."

In an instant, Wu Qiu's positive feelings towards the Formless Wind increased.

The commotion was immense; when the wind element had gathered to a peak, Wu Qiu's heart nearly stopped.

"Pfft—"

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Brothers, don't doubt your eyes, yes, you didn't see wrong, a fart rang out. Just now, under Wu Qiu's expectant gaze, the light of the Formless Wind suddenly dimmed, followed by the spewing out of a cloud of blue gas.

The gas swirled and solidified, creating a small, head-sized, formless wind. The larger one vanished immediately after the smaller one appeared, and the sky returned to normal; everything was so beautiful…

"What the hell? It didn't explode?" Wu Qiu stood there dumbfounded. Don't ask Wu Qiu how he saw it; the answer is that he has the ability to see far. Although I didn't mention it before, I shamelessly added it anyway.

That formless wind—no, it should now be called the formless little wind—was flying towards Wu Qiu, seemingly slow but actually very fast.

When he arrived in front of Wu Qiu, looking at the egg-sized crystal and the fist-sized stones scattered around it, Wu Qiu felt it was quite cute.

He reached out, seemingly to touch him, but Wu Qiu grabbed him and yelled, "What the hell are you doing, you stupid kid?! Why did you make me run so far if you weren't going to blow it up?!"

"Hey, hey, hey! Let go! I was doing this for your own good. I didn't know that just letting out some gas would be enough. I was just worried about hurting you."

"Besides, is now the time to do this? Don't you think this chapter of your rambling conflicts with the urgency you mentioned earlier?"

Wu Xiang Feng Zai's voice has become very childish, like a little kid's voice, but it sounds cute and adorable.

Wu Qiu let him go, not because she forgave him, nor because she was charmed by his voice, but because Yura's safety was the most important thing right now.

So Wu Qiu pointed at the battlefield and said, "Is it okay now? Go and kill that guy's Thunder of No Form."

But to Wu Qiu's surprise, Wu Xiang Fengzai shook his head and said, "I can't do it."

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"What the hell are you talking nonsense about?"

"No, why did I rescue you? I made you sign a contract, let you play with me like a fool, and then I even got slapped by you. What was the point of all that? Just for fun?"

Seeing Wu Qiu's clumsy and dangerous gaze, Wu Xiang Feng Zai quickly said, "Hey, don't be so impulsive. I told you I would lose a lot of power, and I'm too weak to fight on my own right now, but I can assist you in the fight."

"Don't you have the ability to freeze and create all things? That's an ability only the Cryo Tree possesses. Although I don't know how you got it, combined with Lao Tzu, it can allow you to unleash tremendous power."

Wu Qiu's curiosity was piqued. "Oh dear, hurry up and tell me, there's no time, or I'll get scolded if we keep arguing."

Wu Xiang Feng Zai circled around Wu Qiu once. "We have already established a mental connection. You convey your thoughts to me, I will form the framework, and you will finalize it. This will be enough to greatly enhance your combat power."

Wu Qiu understood. Looking at the fierce battle over there, a determined light rose in Wu Qiu's eyes once again.

"Since that's how it is, we must succeed this time. Come, the wolf's end!"

Chapter 123: The Sound of a Gentle Breeze Through the Pine Trees

The wolf's doom flashed through Wu Qiu's mind, and he then transmitted the image into Wuxiang Fengzai's consciousness. This wasn't difficult; they were now essentially linked in consciousness, so it was quite simple if they wanted to.

Upon receiving Wu Qiu's signal, the boulders scattered around Wu Xiang Feng Zai began to change, gradually converging in Wu Qiu's hand. In no time, the prototype of a wolf's tail appeared.

Seizing the opportunity, Wu Qiu activated the "Ice Condensation and Forging of All Things" technique. "OK, let me think. The air currents surge, condensing into ice, forming a prototype, forging all things, complete!"

After Wu Qiu muttered for a while, the wolf's end finally appeared in a blue light. It was no different from the one in the game, except it was bigger, completely blue, and emanating a chilling aura.

"It's done!" Wu Qiu exclaimed in surprise. Wu Xiang Feng Zai now only had one crystal left, which then merged into Wu Qiu's left arm and shoulder.

Upon seeing what Wu Qiu had created, Wu Xiang Fengzai complained, "Hey, why does it have to be a broken sword? And what are those irrelevant patterns on it? Removing these useless things would have made things much easier."

"What do you know? You clearly don't understand men."

Wu Qiu spoke disdainfully. Wu Xiang Fengzi spat.

"Pah! If you keep competing, that little girl will really die."

Wu Qiu then realized that he had been distracted again. Immediately, he grabbed his greatsword and charged towards the battlefield.

On the battlefield, Yura was once again repelled. Her longsword pierced the ground and slid for quite a distance before coming to a stop. At this moment, Wu Qiu saw the lightning element surrounding Yura and her constantly trembling body, and he knew that Yura was now at her last gasp.

"See? It's all your fault for wasting time. What a pretty young girl, look how badly she's been beaten. Don't you feel sorry for her?"

Wu Xiang Fengzai's voice rang out. Wu Qiu immediately retorted, "It's not you, is it? If you hadn't deliberately messed with me, we would have been here long ago."

As he spoke, Wu Qiu leaped in front of Yura, shielding her behind him. Yura, who had just raised her head to continue fighting, saw Wu Qiu.

"you……"

Before he could utter a single word, his breathing became unsteady, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Cough cough!"

Yura coughed twice, trying to stand up and not look too disheveled, but anyone could tell she was forcing herself.

"Oh dear, beautiful lady, don't move! I'm here to save you."

A childish, yet lewd, voice rang out. Can you imagine how bizarre it would be to hear a cute, adorable child's voice speaking the words of a lewd old man?

Yura looked at Wu Qiu in disbelief. "You...your voice."

Wu Qiu covered her face, but before she could explain anything, Wu Xiang Feng Zai's voice continued, "Hey, hey, hey, don't look at that idiot, here I am, your brother is right here."

As he spoke, Wu Xiang Feng Zai flew off Wu Qiu's shoulder, came to You La, and drew a large hand in the air, tossing his head as if to show off.

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