Qin Ming let out a cold laugh, stopped what he was doing, and said with a chuckle.
"Looks like the mighty Tier 3 Demon King has quite a strong desire to live!"
Cold sweat had already seeped across the Devouring Sky Rat's back. Seeing that this human brat was so difficult to fool and actually intended to use Soul Searching on it—
It quickly gave an awkward laugh, forcing a smile as it said:
"How about this?"
"I am willing to sign a Spirit Contract with you, Fellow Daoist, and serve at your command for sixty years. You are a great man who does not hold a petty man's faults against him—could you spare my life?"
"Though This Lord's cultivation has fallen, I can still be of some use to you, Fellow Daoist."
One of the Devouring Sky Rat's legs was strung upside down from the Mystic Vine. As the Black Vine swayed back and forth like a swing, it strained to raise its head and spoke.
Qin Ming pondered for a moment before saying, "Hmm. Unless you are willing to sign a Blood Forbidden God Contract with me and become my Spirit Pet, I can consider it."
The moment the Devouring Sky Rat heard the words "Blood Forbidden God Contract" and "Spirit Pet," it flew into a rage and cursed Qin Ming outright:
"A scholar may be killed but not humiliated!"
"Does This Lord not have any dignity? A Tier 3 Demon King becoming the Spirit Pet of a human brat like you!"
"How could you even dream of such a thing?!"
"Ptooey!"
"Despicable and filthy humans!"
"If This Lord had not lost all his cultivation, I would definitely make you pay!"
Qin Ming could not help but smile at its appearance. He had no idea what other bizarre