A Demon King comparable to a Divine Mansion Great Expert had taken a master—and that master was a little boy under ten. It sounded like something out of a wild fantasy. Even the storytellers wouldn't dare write it.
Li Xuantong instinctively suspected a scheme.
Li Xuantong pressed him, "Little Hao, where is that Old Turtle you mentioned?"
"Old Turtle? He's not here."
Seeing the worry in Li Xuantong's eyes, Li Hao grinned. "Don't worry, Great Elder Grandpa. Old Turtle won't hurt me."
Li Xuantong furrowed his brow.
"Little Hao, why are you so sure?"
"Because Old Turtle and I have a Divine Soul contract."
Li Hao answered.
"What?"
Li Xuantong cried out in shock.
He knew all too well what a Divine Soul contract was.
Li Xuantong instantly bristled. "Damn it! He actually wants to enslave a member of the Li Clan? So what if he's a Demon King? Our Li Family will make him pay dearly!"
The aura of a Late-stage Innate expert erupted.
Even the steadily flying Cloud Boat was rocked by the force, lurching violently.
Li Hao jumped at the Great Elder's fierce reaction and hurriedly waved his hands. "No, no, Great Elder Grandpa! I'm the master, and he's the servant! If he dares harm me, the Divine Soul contract will turn on him!"
"What?"
Everyone was stunned by his words, thinking they must have heard wrong.
Li Xuantong's expression shifted several times. He stared sternly at Li Hao. "Little Hao, are you sure? This concerns your life and the entire Li Clan. You must not joke about it!"
Li Hao nodded firmly, his little face turning serious too. "I'm sure."
But Li Xuantong still wasn't reassured. "Tell me exactly what happened after you entered the Crimson Flame Divine Palace."
Li Hao made no attempt to hide