Could a Heavenly Lock that wasn't powerful enough be shattered by a demon core?
Chen Changming raised an eyebrow, a strange smile appearing in his eyes.
The Heavenly Locks he cultivated were extremely thick, their diameter nearly a foot long... Did that count as powerful?
"Big Sister, cooperate with me. I want to try forming a contract with you."
Chen Changming transmitted his voice in secret.
"A contract? Forget it, little brother. Before you break through to the Nascent Soul Realm, I won't let you try so easily, lest your avatar be shattered."
A bewitching, radiant smile bloomed across the Heavenly Fox King's face. She truly wanted to reach out and stroke the sturdy cheek of the man she loved.
"Big Sister, do you have so little faith in me?"
Chen Changming replied with a bitter smile through voice transmission.
"Hehe, Big Sister is willing to cooperate with you in all sorts of attempts in that regard, but a contract? This avatar of yours isn't a Body Cultivator, so forget it!"
The Heavenly Fox King gazed at Chen Changming with boundless charm, her beautiful eyes rippling. Though laughter continually spilled from her lips, her voice transmission continued at the same time. "Little brother, don't worry about Qin Qiao'er. Her cultivation is still too shallow. She won't be able to successfully form a contract with me within ten years!"
Qin Qiao'er couldn't succeed within ten years?
Chen Changming relaxed inwardly, and the pressure on him abruptly lessened considerably.
In truth, Chen Changming was deeply moved by the Heavenly Fox King's refusal.
Perhaps she believed that his avatar was merely at the Golden Core Realm and simply could not possibly form a successful contract with an eleventh-level Demon King.
If he failed, the backlash he suffered would be unimaginably severe.
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