Viya's stubbornness far exceeded Li Ziran's expectations. She had taken the initiative to sign a soul transaction agreement—something he had never imagined.
The soul was his forbidden zone, his greatest weakness.
Staring blankly at this ugly creature that possessed nothing but a face, he suspected this might be a conspiracy aimed at him. The other party was a Time Ghost with not a shred of credibility.
Such a bizarre demand simply could not be accepted.
Yet the mysteries of the soul drew Li Ziran like a dreamlike fruit, leaving him in a difficult position. Either he rejected Viya with an even tougher attitude, or he resigned himself to losing the best opportunity to come into contact with souls—but to touch a forbidden zone...
Li Ziran said nothing. He did not want to do anything he was not certain of. This was a risk, one that could very likely place him in an extremely dangerous situation. He might even disappear from this world altogether.
His current situation was excellent. The price of Elemental Embryos was soaring, the entire market was thriving, and both his wealth and status were rapidly rising.
This was his most glorious moment, and his Organology had already begun to bear fruit. This path could allow him to survive in this chaotic world.
Moreover, he now possessed a tongue capable of identifying elemental compositions.
He had so much, and he believed that his body would contain even more Elemental Organs in the future.
If he lost all of this simply because of a single Apprentice trial, he would not accept it. Yet Viya's warning kept ringing in his ears.
Bowente.
She was right. If he did not even dare to make this tiny attempt, all his advantages would ultimately be handed over to others.
Souls had always been