The Ten-Year Pact

Ghost Emperor truly could not fathom how Lin Tian, an ant who had just awakened his Martial Soul and hadn't even obtained a single soul ring, dared to be so arrogant.

This little brat really thought he was something special.

If they didn't acknowledge this Blood Shadow Envoy, he was nothing but a fart. Give him an inch and he takes a mile; he had no idea of his own standing and was getting far too carried away.

Just as Ghost Emperor was about to explode, Underworld Emperor placed a hand directly on his shoulder, a smile appearing on his face:

"Old Ghost, don't be so hot-headed. This kid has quite the personality, doesn't he?

He's very protective of his own, I like that."

"But I am the dignified Ghost Emperor, the leader of the Holy Spirit Sect. Even if I ordered a Title Douluo to commit suicide right now, he would have to do it willingly.

This kid is only six years old and already this rebellious; he'll be impossible to manage when he grows up.

And if everyone were like him, how would I lead the team?"

"Geniuses always have a few privileges.

If he were a piece of trash with no value, the very first sentence he spoke would have been enough to have him skinned and gutted.

But he is a genius admired by Demon Emperor. I don't know if this kid is truly stupid, provoking you without a brain, or if he has seen through the essence of our Holy Spirit Sect and knows that Demon Emperor is the true power behind the Holy Sect.

His word is already out, so no matter how excessive his behavior is, you cannot do anything too extreme to him.

Besides, intimidation is useless, so it's better to be frank and stop acting."

"But the kid is too arrogant, completely unmanageable, greedy, and rebellious. I'm worried he'll cause trouble."

"You're worrying for nothing. This kid is very smart."

After saying this, Underworld Emperor looked directly at Lin Tian.

"Kid, whether you are truly protective of your own or simply want to save those lowly commoners, this Seat doesn't care.

You only need to remember that you are already an Evil Soul Master. Even if you exhaust all your efforts to display that pathetic kindness in your heart, it cannot hide the essence of what you are.

Sucking blood with your mouth while doing the absurd act of saving the common people—don't you find that ridiculous?"

Sure enough, Lin Tian's heart skipped a beat.

They were all old foxes; nothing could escape their sharp eyes.

He was fortunate that he hadn't lied earlier, otherwise, the holes in his story would have been everywhere. At the very least, he had gained some benefits, securing a powerful backer for the time being.

Moreover, since the Holy Spirit Sect was colluding with the Qiangu Clan, he wouldn't have to go to the bitter, frozen Far North Lands and could instead live in the light.

Although he was an undercover agent for the Holy Spirit Sect, who could really distinguish between a fake identity and a real one?

Did the truth or falsehood even matter that much?

However, he didn't speak, his expression merely turning solemn.

Being seen through was one thing, but admitting it in public was another; silence was the best approach.

Underworld Emperor merely smiled at this:

"Although you have selfish motives, you are correct—they are indeed your private property.

Although our Holy Sect is an evil organization, we value rules above all else, upholding the principle that the strong and the capable are supreme.

You still have sufficient value, so I will allow your willfulness, but only this once.

However, if you want to save those lowly commoners, you cannot just let half of the subordinates you just received from Blood Fiend die; they must all die.

Three Soul Douluo, dozens of Soul Saint, and countless Soul Emperor and Soul King level powerhouses—the combat power of these hundreds of Evil Soul Masters far exceeds that of ordinary soul masters of the same rank. They were all cultivated by Blood Fiend with his full effort, using the resources of the Holy Sect.

With so many powerful subordinates working for you, your future will be much easier.

But now, is your choice to personally bury them in exchange for the lives of a bunch of commoners viewed only as blood bags?"

"I don't care. I have enough time to cultivate more and stronger subordinates; these are trivial matters."

Underworld Emperor smiled and continued:

"We have tolerated your recent offense and agreed to your request, but in exchange, you must pay a corresponding price. This is the code of conduct of our Holy Sect; surely you are prepared for this?

Smart kid, what do you want me to do?"

"After joining the Holy Spirit Sect, you must never expose your identity as an Evil Soul Master. From now on, you have only one identity: a Spirit Master of the Spirit Pagoda."

"I don't need you to tell me that; I already know."

"It's not over yet.

Although you possess Twin Martial Souls, your Innate Soul Power is not high.

Your Martial Soul has a high degree of evil corruption and even possesses the means to devour a Title Douluo, but triggering it must have extremely harsh conditions, and you cannot use it under normal circumstances.

As an Evil Soul Master, you are a supreme genius, but as a normal soul master, your talent is lacking.

However, you must become the number one person of your generation in the Spirit Pagoda, the entire Douluo Federation, and the entire Douluo Planet.

If any genius in any field surpasses your fame, this Seat will come to punish you personally."

"Does 'any field' include soul masters, Blacksmith, Mecha Master, and Soul Engineer?"

"That's right. You must become an all-around talent in every field to be worthy of your offense today."

"I agree."

Lin Tian's eyes erupted with extreme confidence.

"If I can't accomplish it with a Martial Soul as heaven-defying as the entire Blood Sea, then I might as well just drop dead."

"I haven't finished yet."

Underworld Emperor pushed his luck.

Lin Tian was starting to get annoyed now:

"Are you going to keep piling on conditions? What is this, a wish-granting session?"

"The last one: within ten years, you must break through to Title Douluo and then become a high-ranking official of the Spirit Ascension Platform."

"Within ten years?"

Lin Tian was stunned.

"How is that possible?"

"Hahahaha, Ghost Emperor, why don't you tell him whether it's possible or not?"

"St-st-st... The Underworld Emperor standing before you was a Title Douluo at nineteen and a Super Douluo at twenty-five. He wasn't as arrogant as you at your age, and he didn't even have Twin Martial Souls. You have one more Martial Soul than him and are several times more arrogant; surpassing him and breaking through to Title Douluo three years early shouldn't be a problem, right?"

What? The Underworld Emperor was a Title Douluo at nineteen? Why doesn't he remember that? Did the original work mention it? Damn it, when he read the original Peerless Tang Sect, he skimmed through it entirely; many details were unclear, mainly because there was no need to memorize them. If he had known he would transmigrate, he would have memorized the entire Douluo series. A nineteen-year-old Title Douluo, what is this even trying to do? He only remembered that Yun Ming was a Title Douluo in his twenties; at nineteen, the highest level in Peerless Tang Sect should only be around Soul Saint.

"What's wrong, little guy? You were arrogant as could be, only to find out there's always someone better, and a sky beyond the sky?"

"I will work hard. It's only becoming a Title Douluo at sixteen."

"Hahaha, good, I admire you. As for your offense toward This Seat just now, I will let it all slide. Regarding your previous request, aside from those subordinates of Blood Fiend, I will buy a large island near Eastsea City for the remaining one thousand Blood Slave on Blood Island. I will personally dispatch a Soul Guidance Fleet to transport them there; how you dispose of them is entirely up to your will. This Seat will wait for you for ten years."

After saying this, Underworld Emperor directly cut the video feed.