The skeleton fussed around for a good while longer. Realizing that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't piece herself back into a complete skeleton, she simply lay on the ground and said:
“Fairy, I want to make a deal with you. I am Mu Yanghe, the Seventh Young Mistress of the direct line of the Immortal Realm's Mu family. As long as you return me to the Mu family, my family will surely reward you handsomely!”
Hearing the skeleton's words, Wen Jingshu felt no temptation, only killing intent.
She had seen the memories from before the woman's death and knew she had died because of the Yinian'an.
If she took this skeleton with her, she would inevitably expose the Shengsheng Bead.
She couldn't guarantee that the skeleton would keep its mouth shut, or that it wouldn't harbor greed.
With an unchanged expression, Wen Jingshu walked up to the skeleton step by step, concealing her movements, and said:
“The Mu family? Which Mu family? I'm not quite sure.”
With that, she took out her most offensive talisman and slapped it directly onto the back of the skeleton's skull.
The talisman targeted only the skeleton with absolute precision, its power comparable to the Tribulation Passage Stage, instantly blowing the pile of bones to smithereens.
Wen Jingshu threw up an isolation formation around herself to avoid being hurt by the flying bone fragments.
As dust swirled in the air, before Wen Jingshu could even check if the skeleton was completely dead, she heard the female voice again:
“Huh? Why is everything dark? Was my head slapped into the dirt? Where are my hands?”
Once the dust cleared, Wen Jingshu followed the direction of Mu Yanghe's voice and looked up at an arm bone lodged in the ceiling of the cave.
Great. Not only had she failed to kill the skeleton, but she had also wasted one of her Ninth-Grade Exploding Talismans for nothing.
“Fairy, help me quickly! I feel like I'm suffocating.”
Wen Jingshu: ...
Silently, Wen Jingshu yanked her head out of the dirt.
Mu Yanghe gasped heavily a few times before saying, “That was terrifying. I almost thought I was going to suffocate to death.”
Wen Jingshu said, “You are a pile of bones right now. You shouldn't be able to suffocate.”
Mu Yanghe replied, “Oh, right.”
Wen Jingshu: ...
She felt that this person was a bit out of her mind.
No, it would be more accurate to say that this pile of bones was entirely abnormal.
Who on earth is still alive when they're nothing but a pile of bones?!
Was this the power of an immortal?
Was this skeleton planning to possess her?
Thinking this, Wen Jingshu silently took a step back.
Seeing her defensive posture, Mu Yanghe said very tactfully:
“Fairy, as long as you are willing to send me back to the Mu family, I am willing to sign a Master-Servant Contract with you!”
“Fairy, I beg of you! I really don't want to die. I'm only fifteen thousand years old. I'm still young, waah!”
Wen Jingshu: ?
Fifteen thousand years old is still young? Then what was she at ten years old? An embryo?
“This is the lower realm, right? I can provide you with plenty of information about the Immortal Realm. Once you ascend to the Immortal Realm, I can even have the Mu family protect you.”
“Our Mu family is large and powerful; saving me will bring you nothing but benefits! I am extremely well-read and highly knowledgeable! I'm really useful!”
“Or... Or...”
The skull said somewhat shyly, “I'm actually quite good-looking. Once I recover, I can be your dog for a thousand years. Of course, if you don't mind, Little Fairy, I can transform into a man and be your male concubine too.”
“If that's not enough, five thousand years is fine too. If that's still not enough... ten... ten thousand years!”
“Then... Then... If I can just stay alive, my entire life is fine too...”
Wen Jingshu: ???
“Do you want to take a look at how old I am right now?”
She was only ten years old in her current form! What kind of dog was she going to be?!
And a female or male concubine? Had this skeleton gone completely mad from being trapped here?!
“A pet dog raised from childhood, I can do that.”
“Of course, if you prefer women, Little Fairy, I can do that too!”
Wen Jingshu pinched the bridge of her nose. It was her first time seeing someone with such an incredibly strong desire to survive.
But there was indeed nothing she could do to her right now.
Should she just leave?
Just as this thought crossed Wen Jingshu's mind, a hand bone came out of nowhere and tightly grabbed the hem of her robe.
“Little Fairy, I beg of you.”
“If you don't agree, I'll cling to you and never let go! Even if you run around naked, I'll grab your hair! Cling to your skin! Bite your flesh! Claw at your bones! Until you agree!”
Wen Jingshu lifted her foot, only for another hand bone to wrap around her leg.
Then, the pile of bones clattered and crawled toward her, as if determined to cling to her forever unless she gave in.
Wen Jingshu tried to lift her leg. Great. She couldn't lift it at all.
“Let go!”
“I won't!”
“Why does it have to be me?”
“Because you're the only one who came here.”
“Then let go, and I'll establish the contract.”
“Alright! But I'm not letting go.”
Mu Yanghe's head rolled over, stopping right by her feet.
Wen Jingshu was once again left speechless by her sheer shamelessness.
Whatever. She was willing to be her servant and sign a Master-Servant Contract anyway. At worst, she could just kill her after the contract was established.
With this thought in mind, Wen Jingshu proceeded. A Heavenly Dao contract flashed beneath her feet and Mu Yanghe's bare skull, and the Master-Servant Contract was formed.
Sensing her connection with Mu Yanghe, Wen Jingshu tried to use her divine sense to suppress her slightly and see if she could kill her. However, she found that the skeleton remained lively and showed no signs of discomfort whatsoever.
What the heck. Her cultivation level was too low; even the Master-Servant Contract couldn't kill her.
Wen Jingshu was exasperated to the point of laughter, feeling like she had picked up a massive trouble.
“Mu Yanghe, right? From now on, go farm for me!”
With those bony claws of hers that had almost torn Wen Jingshu's robe to shreds earlier, she was perfect for digging dirt.
Mu Yanghe wasn't angry at all about being roughly thrown into the Shengsheng Bead. She said happily:
“Understood! You can just call me Little Mu, Little Fairy!”
Haven knew how agonizing it had been to be trapped here for over a thousand years, watching herself turn into a skeleton while still retaining her consciousness, unable to move or make a sound.
Let alone cultivate!
She had spent her days in misery, finding life worse than death. Wen Jingshu's appearance was her hope, her light!
Forget about actually helping her and taking her back to the Immortal Realm's Mu family—even if Wen Jingshu had killed her outright, it would have been a release!
Yet this Little Fairy was a good person. Not only did she not kill her, she also didn't covet her beauty, and even worried she would be bored, specially arranging some work for her to do.
The little skeleton was deeply moved. Her heart felt warm. The moment she stood up, she immediately went to plant spiritual plants for Wen Jingshu!
Wen Jingshu felt as though her ears had finally found peace.
She let out a sigh to calm her mind. In the blink of an eye, she had already appeared back in the Cangwu Forest. The ordinary giant tree that had been nourished by the Hundun Bead for thousands of years also appeared in its original spot.
Come to think of it, if Mu Yanghe hadn't isolated the Hundun Bead before her death, it might have been taken by someone else.
Could she be considered to have helped safeguard the bead for her?
Thinking of it this way, Wen Jingshu's attitude toward Mu Yanghe softened considerably.
In any case, she had gained a servant who didn't eat and didn't need to be paid in spirit stones. She should be happy.
On her way back to Cangwu City, Wen Jingshu looked at the herds of demon beasts traveling in groups and felt somewhat surprised.
Those running on the ground, those flying in the sky, those aquatic ones crawling on land...
Not only was there a massive variety of species, but she also saw more than a dozen spirit beasts of the fifth-rank or higher.
Wasn't it said that the beasts in the beast tide were all demon beasts of high-grade third-rank or lower? What was with these fifth-rank spirit beasts?
One had to know that spirit beasts and demon beasts were on completely different levels!
Wen Jingshu had no intention of continuing her training. She entered the Shengsheng Bead, planning to head straight back.
However, the moment she entered, her eardrums were pierced by Mu Yanghe's scream.
“Heavens, Little Fairy, what on earth is your background?! There is actually immortal qi in your space!”
Wen Jingshu: ?
Wait, she had already tilled an entire acre of land, and only just realized it now?
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