Bai Su spoke honestly. "I tried to dissolve the contract before, but it seems to be attached to my divine soul. There's simply no way to dissolve it."
Naturally, none of them believed her.
The fat man, however, looked at Bai Su thoughtfully.
Someone said impatiently, "Third Senior Brother, if all else fails, just kill her. This jade bracelet isn't her Life-Bound Treasure. Killing her won't damage its spirituality."
Bai Su said indifferently, "If I die, the jade bracelet will disappear."
The disciple choked, clearly unconvinced. "Who are you trying to fool?"
Bai Su sneered. "You're welcome to try."
Naturally, he did not dare test it lightly. If the jade bracelet really disappeared as Bai Su claimed, none of them could bear the responsibility. If Shui Rao'er found out, not only their Third Senior Brother, but probably all of them would find it hard to escape death.
The fat man's expression remained unchanged. "Actually, we don't necessarily need this jade bracelet. We mainly want to ask for medicine."
Bai Su glanced at the iron chains on her body. "Is this how you ask someone for a favor?"
"Don't spit on the respect we're giving you!"
The fat man stopped the disciple who had spoken.
His voice remained gentle, though the chill threaded through it was plain to hear. "Is that any way to speak to Fellow Daoist Bai?"
The man hastily cupped his hands toward him. "Third Senior Brother, I was wrong." His voice trembled slightly.
Bai Su glanced at him. Was their senior brother really that terrifying?
The fat man they called Third Senior Brother waved a hand.
The man sighed in relief and retreated to the back.
The fat man looked at Bai Su again. "Might you have any Lifespan Pills, Fellow Daoist Bai?"
Understanding dawned on Bai