"A pledge of allegiance?"
Dao Yi Holy Maiden froze for a moment, then a bad feeling rose in her heart.
Just as Chu Yang had said, she was a smart woman, so she had chosen to surrender willingly.
On one hand, she wanted to latch onto Chu Yang and break free from Dao Yi Holy Land. On the other, she did not want to end up like the other Holy Children and Holy Daughters.
Being auctioned before countless spectators was a humiliation that could never be washed away. It would inevitably leave behind an inner demon and become a shackle on one's path of cultivation.
The reason she wanted to break away from Dao Yi Holy Land was not because of any internal conflict. She simply no longer wanted to live for Dao Yi Holy Land. She wanted to live for herself.
Dao Yi Holy Maiden's real name was Lu Ling. Looking back over all her past experiences, she had been like a lump of clay, kneaded into every conceivable shape by Dao Yi Holy Land until she became the Holy Maiden they considered most qualified.
What she was like had always been decided entirely by others. No one had ever asked for her opinion.
Dao Yi Holy Land had always conducted itself rather honorably. Only in matters concerning Chu Yang had it acted completely out of character, for the temptation of an Imperial Weapon was simply too great.
Yet it was precisely that sense of propriety that had turned into countless rules and restrictions binding Lu Ling.
In the past, she had no choice. But now, a way out had appeared: to go with the flow and board Chu Yang's warship.
She had only one condition—she did not want Chu Yang to place a restriction on her like he