Jelous had also asked what a superficial contract meant.
At the time, the High Priest had only smiled and said he would find out when the time came.
Later, Jelous did indeed find out. When he no longer wanted to break off his engagement to Ye Chuqi, and even wanted to turn that superficial contract, which existed in name only, into a true Sacred Contract, he finally understood what the teasing smile in the High Priest's eyes all those years ago had meant.
The moment he fell for her, the Sacred Contract became deeply engraved on his soul. If they tried to dissolve it after that, Ye Chuqi, who had not fallen for him, might suffer no effects, but for him, the pain would be no different from having his soul torn apart.
That was what made the Sacred Contract so terrifying.
It did not permit betrayal.
Yet at this very moment, Jelous was profoundly grateful for the Sacred Contract's existence. Ever since he had understood his own feelings, he had nurtured it constantly, engraving its marks on his soul over and over again.
By now, even if the Light God intervened, undoing the Sacred Contract he had engraved on his soul would not be easy.
Something had clearly happened to Ye Chuqi. They also knew she was currently deep in the Lost Forest, where the magnetic field made communication extremely difficult. Even knowing that Bone Wolf, Yan Jiu, and the others were with her, they could not reach them.
Even Xiao Bu was no longer with Ye Qinglan, and Big Black Fish, who could teleport, was absent too. Finding Ye Chuqi in the shortest possible time was an impossible task.
But both Ye Qinglan and Jelous could feel it: as time ticked by, their connections to Ye Chuqi were