"Yes, yes, no problem!!"
King You nodded repeatedly.
Ye Tian extended his right hand, grabbing King You's large palm. He drew a few lines on it and then injected Creation Energy. A dazzling light rose, revealing a complex twelve-sided pattern on King You's palm.
"Drop your essence blood on it, and the master-servant contract will be formed."
Ye Tian said coldly.
Standing beside them, Elder Jian and King You were stunned. Such a miraculous technique, just a few strokes, and it became a contract.
King You snapped out of it, quickly biting his finger, wincing as he squeezed out a drop of purple blood. His face turned pale, and a pattern appeared on his forehead before disappearing.
"Alright, from now on, you shall call me Young Master!"
"Have you seen a woman? I heard she was meant for a sacrifice to resurrect you."
Ye Tian's voice was no longer as cold as before.
