Thanks to Brother Puyao for the Qiankun Ring

Gu Qingfeng was immediately displeased when he saw Demon Pu leave without looking back.

He cursed, "Is this how you ask for a favor? Is this how you treat someone you need help from? You didn’t bring enough gifts, you didn’t even bother to sweet-talk me, and now you just walk away? If I actually help you with this, it’ll be a miracle. Just you wait, Demon Pu. On the day of the mission, I’ll definitely be too sleepy. As soon as it gets dark, I’m going to bed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint shadow slowly solidified in front of Gu Qingfeng. It was Demon Pu.

"Well, well, if it isn’t Demon Pu. What brings you back?" Gu Qingfeng immediately put on a cheeky grin.

Demon Pu glared at Gu Qingfeng with a grim expression, gritting his teeth as he said, "Gu Qingfeng, don’t push your luck! The three treasures I gave you are all priceless. Are you still not satisfied?"

"Priceless? You’ve got some nerve saying that. That Heaven-rank Spirit Weapon has no offensive power at all—it’s purely for support. The Mad Demon Pill is highly dangerous, and the Small Teleportation Talisman is barely passable, but it can only be used three times. Are you trying to treat me like a beggar? Listen here, you’d better give me ten or eight more Heaven-rank Spirit Weapons, or I’ll definitely be sleeping that day."

Demon Pu trembled with rage. Ten or eight Heaven-rank Spirit Weapons? Did Gu Qingfeng think they were cabbages?

The greed and shamelessness of humans constantly shattered Demon Pu’s understanding of the world.

Damn Gu Qingfeng, damn humans! You vile, despicable, greedy parasites! One day, I’ll wipe you all out!

Demon Pu cursed inwardly.

But he didn’t dare to openly confront Gu Qingfeng. The man was a lunatic, and provoking a lunatic could lead to unpredictable chaos.

Moreover, the Blood Demon Lord had instructed him to try his best to meet Gu Qingfeng’s demands, as the plan took priority.

So, Demon Pu suppressed his anger and said, "Heaven-rank Spirit Weapons are extremely rare. I only have this one. Make a different demand."

Gu Qingfeng was a reasonable man. If someone didn’t have what he wanted, he wouldn’t force them.

So, he compromised and said, "Fine, I won’t ask for Heaven-rank Spirit Weapons anymore. How about this? Open your Qiankun Ring and let me take a look. I’ll pick something myself."

"Gu! Qing! Feng!" Demon Pu growled, enunciating each word. "Say that again!"

"Ahem," Gu Qingfeng cleared his throat, then spoke clearly and crisply, "Please open your Qiankun Ring and let me take a look."

The moment these words were spoken, the air seemed to freeze.

The atmosphere grew heavy, as if a volcano was on the verge of erupting.

Demon Pu’s eyes bore into Gu Qingfeng, his terrifying aura gathering around him like a brewing storm.

But Gu Qingfeng acted as if he didn’t notice and continued, "Hey, I even said ‘please.’ Don’t be ungrateful."

The scene fell into silence. One second, two seconds...

Suddenly, Demon Pu smiled, a sinister grin spreading across his face.

"Fine," he agreed.

"I’ll let you pick from my Qiankun Ring, but on one condition. If you agree to this condition, I’ll even give you the ring itself."

Gu Qingfeng was intrigued. "What condition?"

Demon Pu silently took out a parchment made of human skin and tossed it to Gu Qingfeng. "This is a Blood Oath of the Heavenly Demon. Swear on it that you will go to the third level of the Demon Suppression Prison on the day of the mission and devour the Blood Divine Son. Then, drip your blood on the parchment. Once the Blood Oath is made, breaking it will invoke the wrath of the Heavenly Demon. No one can escape its retribution."

The Blood Oath of the Heavenly Demon was a treasure Demon Pu had obtained from an ancient ruin. Its sole purpose was to allow one to make a vow under the witness of the Heavenly Demon. Breaking the vow would result in the Heavenly Demon’s retaliation, and no one, not even a divine-level expert, could withstand the consequences.

Such a treasure, if used correctly, could even surpass the value of a Heaven-rank Spirit Weapon.

Originally, Demon Pu hadn’t planned to use it on Gu Qingfeng. After all, the mission wasn’t difficult, and there were benefits to be gained. Even a fool would agree to it. But who could have expected to run into a greedy, unreasonable freak like Gu Qingfeng?

Demon Pu was left with no choice. If Gu Qingfeng decided to sleep through the mission again, the Blood Demon Lord would skin him alive.

Given Gu Qingfeng’s character, even if his demands were met this time, he would likely see it as an opportunity to exploit further and might intentionally fail the mission to extort more.

So, even though Demon Pu was reluctant, he had no choice but to use the Blood Oath on Gu Qingfeng.

"System, does the Heavenly Demon count as a demonic being?" Gu Qingfeng silently asked in his mind.

"Yes," the system replied coldly.

Gu Qingfeng felt reassured, even a little pleased.

If he broke the oath, wouldn’t that mean he could enjoy Demon Pu’s beating while also reaping benefits from the Heavenly Demon?

Demon Pu really is my lucky star!

Though he was inwardly delighted, Gu Qingfeng furrowed his brows and said with dissatisfaction, "What’s the meaning of this? Don’t you trust me?"

"No one dares to break the Blood Oath of the Heavenly Demon. If you truly intend to carry out the plan, you have nothing to fear from the Heavenly Demon’s retribution. So, signing it won’t affect you at all. Once you make the oath, the Qiankun Ring is yours."

Gu Qingfeng pretended to think it over, though he was secretly overjoyed.

After a moment, he said, "Then give me the Qiankun Ring first, and I’ll swear."

Demon Pu didn’t waste any words. He took off a black, ancient-looking ring from his finger, erased his spiritual mark, and tossed it to Gu Qingfeng. He wasn’t afraid of Gu Qingfeng going back on his word.

Gu Qingfeng caught the ring and immediately opened it, nearly blinded by the dazzling array of treasures inside.

Rich!

Unbelievably rich!

This was the accumulation of a Dragon Transformation Realm expert over hundreds of years. Countless rare materials, pills, spirit weapons, and even legendary treasures thought to be extinct filled the ring.

"Stop gawking and swear the oath," Demon Pu urged, his heart bleeding.

This was his entire fortune. Aside from a few crucial treasures he carried with him, everything else was in that ring, and now it was all in Gu Qingfeng’s hands.

But Demon Pu consoled himself. As long as Gu Qingfeng completed the mission and outlived his usefulness, everything would return to him. For now, he just had to play along.

Reluctantly, Gu Qingfeng closed the Qiankun Ring and began to swear the oath. After swearing, he dripped his blood onto the parchment.

Ever since obtaining the Black Dragon Immortal Body, Gu Qingfeng no longer needed to cut his finger to draw blood. The Black Dragon Immortal Body granted him ultra-rapid regeneration, limb regrowth, and even blood-based resurrection. His control over his body had reached a microscopic level, allowing him to force a drop of blood to seep out of his skin.

As soon as the blood touched the parchment, it erupted in a brilliant light, as if drawn by some invisible force. It slowly rose into the air before vanishing into the void.

At the same time, Gu Qingfeng felt an intangible thread connect to him, its other end extending into the void.

The thread had no physical form—it couldn’t be touched or felt, but its presence was unmistakable.

It was like a binding contract, or perhaps a curse. Anyone who broke the oath would suffer unimaginable consequences.