Fate Contract

In the dark, void space, Tang Qi transformed into a golden sun, radiating seemingly endless light and heat, burning away all the bizarre creatures that poured in through the rift.

In the past, he had indeed burned bizarre creatures.

But after entering meditation in front of the Misfortune Witch, he was burning gray-black whips.

To be precise, the tips of the whips.

Because the supernatural levels of the two seemed to be the same.

However, Tang Qi didn't care. He still used his will to outline the golden sun stroke by stroke.

He was confident that when those three minutes passed, the so-called Misfortune Witch Sub-Personality would have no choice but to yield.

Tang Qi's premonitions had always been correct.

Only this time, it deviated slightly.

"Hoo~"

In the dark space, those gray-black whips suddenly vanished without a trace. In their place, a familiar figure appeared at the seemingly close, yet incredibly distant rift.

Sally?

No, it should be the Misfortune Witch.

Compared to Sally's physical body in the outside world, this figure was probably closer to the Misfortune Witch.

A black dress, somewhat Gothic in style, contrasted with her excessively fair skin, making her both mysterious and alluring. The black flowers on her head continuously bloomed, withered, and bloomed again. Though breathtakingly beautiful, they were filled with an ominous aura.

She stood at the rift, and the gray-black magic representing misfortune spread out into a sea of mist, enveloping her within it.

Their positions prevented any possibility of Tang Qi launching a surprise attack.

And the Misfortune Witch Sub-Personality, who had entered Tang Qi's mind using some method, showed no trace of the crazy girl she was before. It was as if that had just been an illusion. Now, the witch was like a mysterious and classical lady, directly extending a contract invitation to Tang Qi.

"Young Child of the Furnace, I will not apologize for the previous offense, but as compensation, I am willing to sign a fair contract with you to help you grow early. That will allow you to gain enough power when the Spiritual Tide reaches its peak, so you won't become a humble pawn, easily used, then discarded or killed by those guys."

As soon as she finished speaking, the witch seemed to remember something and, not wanting to give Tang Qi any chance to stall, immediately added, "This is your only chance. If you refuse me, I will choose to exhaust most of my Misfortune Magic and extinguish your newly ignited Furnace in these Ruins of Darkness."

"Perhaps I will be sealed again, but you will die completely."

"You only have three seconds to consider. That should be enough."

"Three!"

"Two!"

Before the "One" could sound, Tang Qi's voice came from the sun that seemed eternal.

"Contract details!"

"The price I have to pay and the benefits I can gain. I hope it's fair."

Upon hearing this voice, the witch's face finally showed that breathtaking smile again. At the same time, in the dark, void space between them, a faint light buzzed into existence, and something resembling a Parchment Scroll appeared.

On the blank pages, under the witch's gaze, a Quill Pen seemed to appear out of thin air, and lines of small text continuously emerged.

Under the gaze of Supreme Fate, I shall enter into a contract with the human before me.

The contents of the contract are as follows:

The human must provide shelter for my body when I am sealed, even if it costs him his life in times of crisis!

He must help me modify this body, create Misfortune Potions for me, and assist her in cultivating Misfortune Magic to make her more suitable for the complete descent of Misfortune Power!

When I am asleep, he shall temporarily become my eyes and ears, collecting information on the Supernatural Realm of the Star of Origin for me!

He must establish a Church for me and find three suitable believers for me!

Within ten years, the human must retrieve the Mystical Items of Misfortune scattered throughout the Star of Origin for me!

Before I completely control this body, the human must regularly remove those glasses to allow me to manifest!

The human must not take the virginity of this body, nor must he defile or toy with her body.

Looking at the demands that kept appearing, Tang Qi believed that if he had a human face at that moment, it would definitely be covered in black lines.

Was this witch treating him like a nanny?

It wasn't until the last condition disappeared that the benefits Tang Qi could gain finally appeared.

Simple and direct, just two lines of small text:

I guarantee that I will not kill this human in the future.

I shall bestow upon the human a Misfortune Mark.

That was it!

Tang Qi deliberately waited for a second, but found no sign of the Parchment Scroll changing further.

This was the final content.

Although he couldn't express his emotions with a facial expression, Tang Qi, who had transformed into the sun at this moment, expressed it even more simply. The previously stable golden flames suddenly flared up, and anger surged within him.

Clearly, the Misfortune Witch also knew that such a contract was clearly not fair.

For this, she paused, her proud head slightly lowered, and uncharacteristically explained, "The fact that you can keep your life after offending me, just based on this alone, you can gain great renown in the Supernatural Realm."

"As for the Misfortune Mark, you subconsciously, or rather deliberately, approached this body of mine, wasn't it to use the Misfortune Magic to attract those inferior oddities and add fuel to your Furnace?"

"I bestow upon you a mark, which can help you directly skip the troublesome process. As long as you activate the mark, it will automatically attract those inferior monsters to you."

As the witch finished speaking, Tang Qi's voice, which seemed to still be filled with anger, came from within the sun.

"Compared to the price I'm paying, these benefits are far from enough."

"I need more supernatural methods. You need to be my temporary mentor. I want to know more information about the Supernatural Realm. I also need to complete the inheritance of the Child of the Furnace. Since your main body is the enemy of the Master of the Furnace, you must know a lot..."

"I can't give you any of these. It's not that I don't want to, but that I can't. I am just a Sub-Personality conceived from a portion of Misfortune Power within a human body. There might be tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of beings similar to me. To accommodate as much magic power as possible, the main body only bestowed a small amount of information. I don't have any of the things you need."

"As for the complete inheritance of the Master of the Furnace, let alone me, this Sub-Personality, even the main body doesn't have it."

"Alright, these are the best terms I can offer. You need to state your choice immediately."

Having said the last sentence, the witch's Sub-Personality didn't give Tang Qi any more time to consider and directly issued the final ultimatum.

The three-minute countdown was about to end.

Boom!

Tang Qi immediately felt it. A surge of magic power, far more terrifying than before, began to surge. As soon as Tang Qi gave a negative answer, the witch's Sub-Personality would immediately expend most of its magic power to kill Tang Qi on the spot.

The moment of life and death arrived unexpectedly.

Despite transforming into a sun, Tang Qi felt a biting cold. The ominous magic power aura, like a venomous snake, frantically gnawed at Tang Qi's mind.

Buzz!

In the last few seconds of the countdown, Tang Qi automatically exited the meditation state, and the surrounding environment was slowly recovering. This special Fitting Room seemed to be returning to the original world. Tang Qi even saw Mrs. Hudson's slightly trembling fingers.

In front of him, a Parchment Scroll was floating, and the content on it was exactly the same as what appeared in the dark void space.

There was a blank line left at each end.

On one of the lines, a mark appeared.

It wasn't a name, but a mark. This was easy to understand. What was in front of him wasn't the real Misfortune Witch, but just a Sub-Personality conceived from a portion of magic power. Naturally, it wasn't qualified to sign the name of a Deity on the contract. A mark was enough.

Below that mark, a gray thread slowly began to extend.

Below the blank space on the other end, there was also a thread.

As long as Tang Qi signed his name, the two threads would converge, collectively outlining the pattern of "Fate," and this contract would be established.

Violators would suffer unimaginable punishment.

"Sign it!"

"Otherwise, you will die."

Words filled with terrifying killing intent in their calmness came from Sally's mouth.

She seemed to have returned to normal at this moment. The magic power was gone, and the black Misfortune Flower had also disappeared. If one didn't look at her still pitch-black eyes, they might think that the Misfortune Witch had been dragged back into the seal.

Unfortunately, the current situation was that most of the Misfortune Witch's Sub-Personality had returned to the "container," but a gap was left open.

If Tang Qi didn't sign the contract immediately, what would happen in the next second was that a vast amount of Misfortune Magic would surge out from that gap, tearing Tang Qi apart, and the witch's Sub-Personality would be severely damaged and return to the seal.

At this last moment, Tang Qi quickly raised his head and looked directly at the witch, then his gaze focused entirely on the Parchment Scroll.

Huff!

Perhaps because of the humiliation, Tang Qi took a deep breath, quickly lowered his head, and said in a muffled voice, "I'll sign!"

As soon as the words fell, Tang Qi suddenly extended a finger. Furnace Power overflowed, and under the outline of golden lines, the characters "Tang Qi" gradually took shape.

Buzz~

As the name was completed, just as the two gray lines were about to intersect, suddenly there was a "crack," like the sound of glass shattering. The Fitting Room, which had been in a strange space, returned with a bang. All anomalies were disappearing. The magic power in Sally's eyes was receding, and Mrs. Hudson still maintained that smile.

It was at this moment that Tang Qi suddenly raised his head again, and an incomparably brilliant smile appeared.

Then, he moved.