"Join you means...?"
Wei Tianxiong's heart raced. He stared at Li Qingqiu and asked.
He had already prepared himself to become a slave, so when he heard Li Qingqiu invite him to join the Qingxiao Sect, he was stunned. He thought he had misheard, or misunderstood.
Li Qingqiu raised his hand and drew the Fate Control Talisman into his palm. "I'll spare your life. From now on, I won't let you suffer humiliation, but whether you're worthy of my trust still needs to be observed over time."
Shen Yue thought, As expected.
If Li Qingqiu had wanted to kill Wei Tianxiong, he wouldn't have wasted so many words.
Looking back on the battle, Shen Yue realized that although Wei Tianxiong had seemed intent on killing him, he had actually been giving him opportunities all along.
Still, Shen Yue didn't know what kind of person Wei Tianxiong was, so he couldn't judge him rashly.
At Li Qingqiu's answer, Wei Tianxiong fell silent again, but this time his expression softened considerably.
Since he was going to be a prisoner either way, it was naturally better if he could retain at least a little dignity.
Li Qingqiu infused the Fate Control Talisman with Origin Energy and soon understood how its restrictions worked.
He had to admit, the Divine Origin Sect had some real skill.
The Fate Control Talisman was useful and exquisitely crafted, its mastery far beyond what the Qingxiao Sect could currently achieve.
The Fate Control Talisman flashed brightly. A golden beam shot out and fell upon Wei Tianxiong.
Wei Tianxiong closed his eyes, preparing to have his soul controlled.
Shen Yue watched curiously. He had always been quite interested in the way of the soul.
As the golden beam shone upon him, Wei Tianxiong began convulsing on the ground, clearly enduring