Scum Of The Demonic Sect

Chapter Seventy: The Demon Soul Contract

Everyone knows that among the disciples of Tianjian Mountain, flying swords are the most powerful. Her proposal of such conditions is clearly to secure benefits for her own sect.

The Blood Refining Sect only has nineteen people in total, several of whom are seriously injured. Even so, they still want fifteen people to fight. It's clear that Hu Xiangzhen is going all out. On the other hand, Tianjian Mountain has forty-odd people choosing fifteen, so naturally, each one is extraordinary.

"This condition is a bit harsh, but our Vajra Temple can agree!" After thinking for a moment, Fakong actually nodded.

This way, everyone's attention turned to Qiao Chun again.

Qiao Chun thought for a moment, then glanced at Wu Hongfei, who finally nodded.

"Alright, although the conditions are indeed a bit harsh, we agree. However, our Blood Refining Sect only has nineteen people, and quite a few are injured, which is clearly a disadvantage. We must have a bye for the first round!" Qiao Chun said.

"You proposed this; it's not fair!" Hu Xiangzhen retorted without backing down.

"I only propose ten rounds. If you agree, I'll go first, what's wrong with that?" Wu Hongfei said.

"Sigh! You two stop arguing. How about this: our Vajra Temple will suffer a slight disadvantage by sending someone first. As for you, why don't you take a gamble?" Fakong said.

"How do we take a gamble?" both sides asked simultaneously.

"I'll send out the first disciple. You guess whether his age is odd or even. If you guess correctly, he gets a bye!" Fakong said.

"Okay!" Hu Xiangzhen readily agreed.

On the Blood Refining Sect's side, seeing that the other side clearly didn't want them to gain an advantage, Qiao Chun could only nod in agreement.

Judging someone's age did indeed require a bit of luck.

Although a cultivator could determine someone's approximate age through careful divine sense, simply looking at them would only give a rough estimate; a difference of two or three years was normal. But for gambling, it was relatively fair.

"Fa Wu, go!"

Seeing that both sides had agreed, Fa Kong instructed a monk in his early twenties.

Upon hearing this, the monk immediately stepped forward and, seemingly politely, bowed to both sides.

After he appeared, neither side had time to return the bow; they immediately began observing the monk. Fa Wu also felt countless divine senses sweeping over him, and he himself felt a little uneasy.

"Twenty-two, even!" Hu Xiangzhen was the first to call out.

Hearing her speak first, Qiao Chun smiled and said, "Since you said even, then let's choose odd!"

"Fa Wu, how old are you?" Seeing that they had made their choices, Fa Kong asked directly.

"Senior brother, I am indeed twenty-two years old this year. That female benefactor guessed correctly!" Fa Wu answered sincerely.

Hu Xiangzhen's lips curled into a smug smile upon hearing the answer.

Qiao Chun saw this, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes, but then he patted his storage bag, and an ancient-looking scroll flew out.

After grasping the scroll, he continued, "The duel is about to begin, but to prevent the loser from going back on their word, I think we need to impose some restrictions. This is a Demon Soul Contract; once it's signed, it will have some binding force on everyone."

The function of a Demon Soul Contract is somewhat similar to a blood oath, but unlike a blood oath, which is supported by the swearing person and won't disappear as long as their bloodline doesn't wither, the power of a Demon Soul Contract comes from the contract itself. Therefore, although it's difficult to dispel the oath's effect by external force after it's been made, the contract's power will gradually diminish over time, and the binding force will also weaken until it disappears completely. Therefore, in many situations, Demon Soul Contracts are much more commonly used than blood oaths.

Of course, the specific situation depends on the power of the contract itself and the number of signatories.

Facing this Demon Soul Contract, Fakong looked at Hu Xiangzhen, and Hu Xiangzhen also looked at Fakong. The two stared at each other, waiting for the other to make the first decision.

"Everyone participating in the competition must sign!" After a long while, Hu Xiangzhen finally made his decision!

Hearing this answer, many people felt that Hu Xiangzhen had ulterior motives. Although the Demon Soul Contract was quite binding, with dozens of people signing at once, the contract's power would be dispersed, and who knew how much power would remain?

"The number of signatories for this contract cannot exceed ten, and each faction can only send three. Moreover, I, Fakong, and you, Fairy Hu, must sign!" Fearing their objections, Qiao Chun stated his decision directly, including himself to demonstrate his boldness.

After speaking, he stared intently at Hu Xiangzhen and Fakong, awaiting their decision.

"Since Benefactor Qiao says so, this humble monk naturally has no problem!" Fakong agreed immediately without hesitation this time.

Seeing that he had agreed, Hu Xiangzhen naturally couldn't ignore it and could only agree as well.

"Alright, in that case, everyone, please have those who want to sign the contract come forward. I will write the contract's contents on it, and then everyone will leave a drop of their essence blood on the contract!" Qiao Chun said. “Fayuan, Fawu, how about we sign this contract?” Fakong looked at Fayuan, waiting to see his opinion.

“I’ve never done this before, let’s give it a try!”

With the decision made at the Vajra Temple, Qiao Chun looked at Wu Hongfei, then at Lin Haoming, and said, “Junior Brother Wu, Junior Brother Lin, come with me!”

Lin Haoming had anticipated that he would be asked to swear an oath, since he was the one who had proposed the competition, and naturally couldn’t refuse, so he could only nod in agreement.

Qiao Chun wrote the contract and showed it to everyone from the three sects, including Lin Haoming.

When he held the Demon Soul Contract in his hand, he vaguely sensed an inexplicable power within it, somewhat mysterious, and at the same time, it felt somewhat similar to the Merit Bead.

Lin Haoming himself couldn’t understand why he had this feeling, knowing that these two things should be completely unrelated.

Lin Haoming still didn't know what materials the Merit Bead was made of or its true origin. As for the Demon Soul Contract, it was usually made from the hide covering the head of a demonic beast, and Lin Haoming himself didn't know what kind of demonic beast the one in his hand came from.

Unable to figure it out, Lin Haoming didn't dwell on it. Instead, he carefully read the contract. After reading it and thinking about it, he didn't find any obvious loopholes, and then gave it to the people from the Vajra Temple.

After everyone had read it, the nine chosen people each squeezed out a drop of their essence blood and dripped it onto the Demon Soul Contract.

When the essence blood dripped onto the Demon Soul Contract, the contract emitted a layer of dark light.

This dark light resembled a terrifying, unfathomable demonic beast that swallowed the essence blood in one gulp.

After the blood essence of the nine people was dripped onto the contract, Qiao Chun cast a spell, and the Demon Soul Contract instantly ignited, transforming into a seemingly real yet illusory demon head. Before anyone could clearly see it, the demon head shattered, transforming into nine beams of dark light, each tinged with blood, which shot towards the nine people who had dripped their blood essence onto the contract. More fresh content from the novel *The Scum of the Demonic Sect* will be available on the official WeChat platform, along with a 100% chance to win a prize! Open WeChat now, click the "+" sign in the upper right corner, click "Add Friends," search for the official account "qdread," and follow it! Hurry!