Signing a Contract!

The onlookers were equally shocked, each of them looking as if they had eaten Aaligei.

"Zhongli, he—he's actually a Titled Douluo with a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!"

"Wasn't his Martial Soul that polite Little Cutie?"

"Are you stupid? Haven't you heard of Twin Martial Souls?"

"Why are you calling him Zhongli? Are you looking to die?"

"You should call him Your Excellency Zhongli!"

The crowd's discussion made Tang San and the others' expressions change.

Twin Martial Souls—yes, this powerhouse was likely one of those terrifying beings with Twin Martial Souls.

Moreover, he had cultivated his first Martial Soul to the level of a Titled Douluo.

He could add Soul Rings to his Second Martial Soul, Paimon, at any time!

By then, he would become an unparalleled powerhouse with at least nine Soul Rings over fifty thousand years old!

At this thought, everyone from Shrek went numb.

Wait, he could actually release two Martial Souls at once!

"Gasp..."

You would never know until you looked, but once you did, the sight was shocking!

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air!

Right, Zhongli's Second Martial Soul was a Body Separation Beast Martial Soul. It was not strange for him to release two Martial Souls at once.

Just then, a voice sounded beside Zhongli's ear.

"Friend, could you give me, Tang Hao, some face and spare these little ones just this once!"

"I will definitely send you a generous gift in the future!"

To offend someone with Twin Martial Souls—someone who had cultivated his first Martial Soul to Titled Douluo level and could add Soul Rings to his Second Martial Soul at any time.

This was fucking...

Even Tang Hao felt his scalp tingle!

This person also possessed a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!

Although he, too, possessed a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, he knew perfectly well how he had obtained it.

This man was different. Judging from his aura, he had likely taken the initiative to hunt it when he reached Rank 90!

Anyone capable of hunting a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast was ruthless even among the ruthless!

"I need an explanation!"

Zhongli's lips moved slightly as he transmitted his voice.

His voice was incomparably cold.

Even Tang Hao could not help but shudder.

"Mm..."

Hearing this, several black lines appeared on Tang Hao's forehead. His fists clenched tightly. If he could, he truly wanted to fight Zhongli.

Unfortunately, he could not!

His old injuries would not support prolonged combat. Even if he could defeat Zhongli, it would only be a pyrrhic victory.

Tang San's future could not be jeopardized!

The main reason Tang Hao had stepped in was that he feared Zhongli would involve Xiao Wu and Tang San. As for the others, he did not care whether they lived or died.

Someone like Zhongli, with Twin Martial Souls and such terrifying cultivation...

Wait, Twin Martial Souls?

Xiao Wu?

Good lord, the rabbit had delivered herself right to his doorstep. Would the other party let Xiao Wu go?

A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone!

A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring held no attraction for a Titled Douluo at all. Why?

They could not absorb it...

But a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone was different. Even an ordinary Soul Bone could be absorbed by any Soul Master.

Sure enough, Xiao Wu's face had turned pale, as though water might drip from it at any moment.

I'm dead, I'm dead...

If she had known the other party was a Titled Douluo, she would not have stepped forward.

If she had hidden behind everyone else, nothing would have happened.

Not only was this man a Titled Douluo, he also had Twin Martial Souls. Could she still escape?

Tang Hao pondered for a moment. A trace of killing intent flashed through his eyes, but he ultimately compromised.

"Friend, as long as you do not hunt this rabbit, I, Tang Hao, am willing to give you an item whose value is absolutely equal to that rabbit's."

Zhongli froze, somewhat bewildered.

He had not said he wanted to kill Xiao Wu...

What exactly had Tang Hao imagined?

After thinking about it briefly, Xiao Wu had insulted him earlier as well. There was nothing wrong with collecting a bit of compensation for emotional distress.

He nodded.

"Agreed!"

"I can make a contract with you. So long as she does not provoke Paimon or me, I, Zhongli, will not hunt her!"

"A contract? An agreement?"

Tang Hao nodded at Zhongli's words. From this man's previous behavior, he seemed to be a very low-key person.

Had Dai Mubai and the others not provoked him, he might not have revealed himself at all.

From the looks of it, he seemed to enjoy a peaceful life.

"Fine, an agreement between men!"

Just wait. Once Little San broke through to Titled Douluo, one day he would reclaim this item!

Everyone looked at Zhongli in confusion. Why had he stopped moving after releasing his "Martial Soul"?

If he did not move, no one else dared to move either!

Just then, an exceedingly ancient-looking box flew in from somewhere and landed steadily before Zhongli.

"Paimon, put this away. It is compensation."

"Ah? Oh!"

Paimon landed on the ground in a daze and touched the box with both hands. Before everyone's eyes, the box vanished.

It was stored away as though in a Storage Soul Tool.

This scene left everyone stunned.

"Compensation?"

No matter how foolish they were, they understood what had happened.

Someone had made a deal with Zhongli in secret, and the contents of that deal were likely related to them.

"Dai Mubai."

Hearing Zhongli's voice, Dai Mubai trembled all over.

Even his Imperial Father would not be willing to offend such an unparalleled powerhouse, yet he had been blind enough to crash straight into an iron wall.

Fuck, Zhongli clearly looked extraordinarily noble, especially with that faint, indescribable aura about him. How had he charged forward like some idiot to offer himself up?

His anger had overwhelmed his reason!

"Thud..."

Without any hesitation, Dai Mubai knelt on the ground.

This lord had accepted the "compensation" yet still called his name. What did that mean?

It meant the compensation had nothing to do with him, Dai Mubai!

"Slap..."

Dai Mubai slapped himself across the face without even daring to look Zhongli in the eyes.

"Your Excellency, spare me this once. I know I was wrong!"

"Slap..."

Another slap...

A man had to know when to yield. With his life on the line, he could not afford to hesitate.

If the other party killed him, perhaps Star Luo would avenge him, but once he was dead, what meaning would revenge have?

Flender and the others wanted to say something. Their mouths opened slightly, but they stopped themselves.

It was already an act of mercy that this Your Excellency was not holding them teachers accountable.

They weak Kuns would not be enough for him to fight even if they were tied together.

Yu Xiaogang, however, was not thinking about any of that. He stared intently at Zhongli and Paimon.

This man's achievements might not be inferior to Tang San's future greatest achievements!

Once he obtained Soul Rings for his Second Martial Soul, then he...

Why?

They both had Body Separation Beast Martial Souls. Why did this guy have Twin Martial Souls and cultivate them all the way to Titled Douluo?

He even possessed a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!

Yu Xiaogang, Zhao Wuji, and Flender vaguely guessed who had spoken with Zhongli just now.

Other than that person, they could not think of anyone who would be watching them in secret.

Even the Clear Sky Douluo had temporarily backed down... No, even he had chosen to submit?

It seemed that this Your Excellency truly could not be provoked!

"Yay, that little blond got the punishment he deserved."

"Zhongli, you're not some useless social deadbeat who can't do anything after all!"

Paimon arrogantly patted Zhongli on the shoulder as she spoke.

Everyone swallowed hard. The way they looked at Paimon had changed...