"Fine, but the souls of those who offend me belong to me. Also, if I happen to come across a manifested soul, I have the right to intercept it."
Wang Nanxuan thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement. This condition was not much of a problem. After all, this was the Marvel Universe; getting humans to sign Soul Pacts was not difficult.
When Hulk and Abomination fought and a building was about to collapse, would you sign a pact to trade your soul after death for escaping disaster?
When the Chitauri attacked New York and the entire city was on the verge of destruction, would you sign?
"All right."
The Ancient One did not object. She raised her hand, and golden light wove a pact through the air. "If you violate the pact, your Minor Hell will collapse."
"Sorcerer Supreme, are those your only two conditions?"
Wang Nanxuan was somewhat suspicious. Those two conditions were so lenient that it was as if he were The Ancient One's illegitimate son. Had the Sorcerer Supreme seen something? Or had something gone wrong with her?
The Ancient One smiled. "If you think that is too little, I can add a few more. I do not mind."
Wang Nanxuan said, "Add one more. After signing the pact, if you attack me or plot against me in secret, this pact will become invalid."
The Ancient One glanced at Wang Nanxuan and said, "Agreed."
Then, Wang Nanxuan and The Ancient One simultaneously pressed their handprints onto the pact. The pact lit up with dazzling golden light before splitting into two and flying into Wang Nanxuan's and The Ancient One's bodies respectively.
The pact was officially established!
Wang Nanxuan breathed a sigh of relief. The job was done. At that moment, The Ancient One said, "Your