"What are the three main requirements?"
"Ding! System parsing:
The contractee must possess great fortune.
The contractee must have villainous potential.
The contract must be entered into completely voluntarily."
Hun Miesheng was speechless. No wonder no one in Soul Hall qualified—just the requirement of great fortune alone disqualified nearly everyone.
After all, according to the original plot, barely anyone in the entire Soul Clan survived. These villains were practically born with a death flag over their heads.
Shaking his head, Hun Miesheng waved for everyone to withdraw.
He raised a palm, and a pale white flame floated up.
Bone Spirit Cold Flame.
"Dou Saint, nine stars—one step is a whole new level. If I want to break through now, I'll need either pills or some kind of external force."
He looked at the flame in his hand, then shook his head. This Bone Spirit Cold Flame had been fused with Yao Chen's soul for many years. After Yao Chen's fall, most of its spirituality had been lost. At this point, it was just a defective product.
"Gui Lao, I'm heading to the Jia Ma Empire. You'll be in charge of Soul Hall while I'm away."
Hun Miesheng tossed him a jade pendant containing half of a Yin-Yang fish. "This Mother-Child Yin-Yang Pendant allows for three cross-domain communications."
"This old servant understands."
Nodding, Hun Miesheng ripped open space and stepped into a spatial passage.
...
Jia Ma Empire.
In the Magic Beast Mountain Range, countless magical beasts fought fiercely across the untamed wilderness. From the weakest Tier 1 beasts to the Amethyst Winged Lion King residing at the heart of the range, death loomed constantly over all.
Only the strong survived. That was the law here.
High above in the sky, ripples appeared in the space. A low hum sounded, and the space burst open. A figure stepped out of the void.
Like an emperor overlooking the world.
A powerful soul force swept across the entire range. All the beasts trembled and prostrated on the ground, growling softly in submission.
The Amethyst Winged Lion King, napping as usual in its cave, shot up, its fur bristling in terror under that overwhelming pressure, cold sweat pouring down its body.
Hun Miesheng closed his eyes and extended his senses.
After a few breaths, he opened his eyes and vanished in an instant, heading in another direction.
"Help!"
A clear and melodious voice cried out anxiously, startling a flock of birds in the forest.
Several beasts darted between the trees, letting out low howls.
A young girl in a pale white dress was running in panic. Her bright, watery eyes held a trace of worry. Silky black hair flowed over her shoulders. Her waist was slender, and she was barefoot—her snow-white feet bleeding slightly from stepping on hard ground.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!"
A pack of He Yuan monkeys leapt out from the woods and surrounded her.
Caught off guard, she fell to the ground.
The monkeys' eyes gleamed ominously as they closed in.
The girl bit her lip, her face pale.
Seeing the beasts pounce, despair flooded her eyes. She pulled out a black pill and raised it toward her mouth.
She would rather die than be defiled.
Just then, from the nearby trees, she spotted a handsome, devilishly charming young man watching her with interest.
Hope lit her eyes.
"Please save me, young master! I, Little Doctor Fairy, will repay you one day!"
Roar!
Before she could finish speaking, the monkeys pounced on her.
It was over!
Just as she was about to swallow the black pill, a warm hand grabbed her wrist.
Her waist tightened, and she fell against a strong, masculine chest.
Little Doctor Fairy blushed deeply—this was her first close contact with a man.
"Die."
Several muffled booms followed. The He Yuan monkeys exploded into blood mist.
She was stunned.
What kind of power was that?
The strongest person she had ever seen was only a Da Dou Shi, and even they couldn't kill multiple Tier 2 beasts with just a glance.
As she stood dazed, a teasing voice sounded in her ear.
"I saved you."
"That makes you mine now."
Her waist tightened again. His warm breath brushed against her ear, making her body flush with heat.
"Ding, system notification: villain value +500!"
"Ugh!"
She pushed him away, stumbling several steps back.
"Hehe, young master, you sure like to joke."
"Thank you for saving me today. I live in Qingshi Town ahead. You can call me Little Doctor Fairy."
"I'm not an alchemist, but I'm still a skilled healer."
"If you ever need help, just come find me. I… I'll go now."
Smiling brightly, she waved nervously and ran off.
"I said, you're already mine," Hun Miesheng's voice drifted behind her.
Her cheeks reddened further, and she quickened her pace.
She stuck out her tongue and muttered to herself, "Hmph! Shameless rogue! Just because you're handsome doesn't mean you can do whatever you want!"
Hun Miesheng stood with hands clasped behind his back.
"Ding, system notification: this target meets the first two requirements for the villain contract."
He nodded to himself. As expected.
Little Doctor Fairy possessed the Calamity Poison Body. Her cultivation speed could rival even the plot-armored Xiao Yan.
If that wasn't great fortune, what was?
As for villainous potential—being called the Poison Saintess wasn't for nothing.
Now, all he needed to do was convince her to sign the contract.
...
Little Doctor Fairy walked barefoot back into Qingshi Town, her feet scraped and bloodied.
She'd lost her shoes earlier while gathering herbs on a cliff, where she encountered the He Yuan monkeys.
Her appearance caused a stir—many admired her, but she politely turned all suitors away.
"If only things could stay like this forever," she thought.
As she neared her medicine hall, her face suddenly changed. Beads of sweat rolled down her forehead as pain twisted her features.
"It's starting… again…"
She squatted down and curled into a ball.
Her smooth black hair began to change color, becoming streaked with strange, sinister hues.
Purple blotches appeared on her skin as her body trembled violently.
A strange mist began to emanate from her, drifting into the air.
"What's happening to Little Doctor Fairy?"
"Is she injured?"
"Quick, go help!"
Several people nearby noticed her condition at once.
A few of her admirers rushed forward—some out of concern, some trying to take advantage.
But the moment they touched the black-purple mist, they collapsed.
Their skin and flesh began rotting at a terrifying rate.
The poison fog spread, and more people fell. Cries and screams echoed through the town.
"Aaaaaah!"
Crash! Shattering sounds and chaos broke out as people fled in terror.
"She's the legendary Poison Girl!"
someone shouted.
(End of Chapter)