"So you mean the two of you were about to form a contract, but my scale blocked it midway, causing me to form the contract with him instead?" the Silver Dragon King asked expressionlessly.
"That's right." Wang Qiu'er wanted to cry but had no tears. Though her heart ached terribly-Xu Cheng had been stolen away-she still explained meekly before her Master.
"Then why doesn't this damned contract require both parties' consent?!" the Silver Dragon King demanded angrily.
"Because when I first designed it, I never considered that much. So far, you should be the first people-or beasts-to successfully use this contract," Electrolux's voice rang out leisurely.
Inside the Sea of Consciousness.
A cloud of gray mist slowly gathered, taking the form of a kindly old man.
"Who are you?" The Silver Dragon King looked at Electrolux, her slit pupils abruptly contracting. She could sense the aura of "her own kind" from him.
"A demigod, or perhaps a god?"
"Hehe, I come from another world. There, becoming a god requires destroying one's physical body, and the consciousness that remains is subject to tremendous constraints. Thus, I chose not to become a god. But if we're speaking in terms of strength, that description isn't wrong." Electrolux smiled warmly.
Xu Cheng, however, was rather surprised. Elder Yi had always kept a low profile. He only acted this way toward friends or those close to him, seldom revealing his identity to outsiders and usually brushing things off with a smile. Why was he doing this with the Silver Dragon King, whom he had only just met...
Just as he hesitated, a voice sounded in his heart. "Seize this opportunity, A Cheng. This silver dragon has an extraordinary fate pattern. Her forming a contract with you is an opportunity bestowed by heaven. And don't assume