Ning Wangshu did not care about Wuxiang Zhenren's character, nor did he even care whether the man truly submitted in his heart.
Because he had plenty of methods to control him.
Right now, Ning Wangshu spoke, "Since you have no real connection to this Yaowang Sect, it's fine to spare your life and take you on as a servant."
"It just so happens that I still lack someone to pour tea, fetch water, and run errands by my side..."
Hearing Ning Wangshu's words, Wuxiang Zhenren secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and he instinctively wiped the cold sweat that had broken out on his forehead.
Yet Ning Wangshu's next words caused his expression to stiffen once more...
Only to hear Ning Wangshu say leisurely, "However, even though you have already taken a vow on your Dao heart, I still trust my Soul Control Technique more!"
"This Soul Control Technique, as the name implies, is a technique that can control another person's soul. Not only can it perceive everything you think in your heart, but even across a thousand miles, it can wipe out your soul within a single thought!"
"In short, your life and death will be entirely under my control!"
"Therefore, if you are truly willing to submit to me, then let go of all resistance, and I will plant the Soul Control Brand into your soul."
Saying this, Ning Wangshu paused for a moment, then looked at Wuxiang Zhenren with a half-smile and continued, "Of course, if you still harbor secondary thoughts and your so-called submission is merely an expedient measure to stay alive, hehe, then I can send you on your way right now!"
Hearing this, Wuxiang Zhenren's expression shifted slightly as he froze for a moment. Yet looking at Ning Wangshu's half-smiling gaze,