The love story between the security guard Old Man Qin and the two female college students was interrupted before he could finish reading.
An Yi had no choice but to put away the book, toss it into his storage space, raise an eyebrow, and look at Ye Tian: Something the matter?
Ye Tian nodded, hesitating to speak.
Zhihan, is the food almost ready?
An Yi asked with a light chuckle.
Luo Zhihan instantly understood, knowing An Yi had something to say, so she quickly replied: I almost forgot, I will go check.
As she left, she conveniently shooed out the servants who were watching the commotion.
Speak, what do you want to do?
An Yi picked up his cup, took a sip of tea, and said leisurely.
Ye Tian said solemnly: I want to ask you to help the Luo family!
He knew An Yi's strength was extraordinary, and with this guy guarding the Luo family, ordinary scoundrels would be no match for him at all.
Now that Luo Xian's curse had been lifted, he feared that people would still come knocking on their door.
The Luo family were all innocent people, and he did not want them to be implicated because of him!
Reason?
An Yi blew on his tea, still looking perfectly composed.
At this time, the system was dinging non-stop.
Ding! Side quest [Cry for Help from the Child of Destiny], Evil Value +20! Ye Tian's Affection +50!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Ding your head! Are you done yet!
Looking at the system quest, An Yi glanced sideways.
It seemed familiar; apparently, that poker face also had this quest back then.
Then he followed to save Qin Yao, and almost lost his little life there.
I...
Ye Tian fell silent.
Now, he was a piece of trash, without even the capital to ask someone for help.
How about this, I am not a devil either. Just sign this indenture contract.
An Yi took out a contract he had prepared early on from his storage space.
Ye Tian took the contract, looking at the words on it, even his name was already prepared. He could not help but look bewildered: How did you know I would come to you?
Ahem! That is not important!
An Yi coughed lightly to gloss over it, narrowed his eyes, and said leisurely: How about it? Be my servant for fifty years, and I will lend a hand. This condition is very reasonable, right?
This...
Ye Tian clenched his fists, his body trembling slightly.
He, Ye Nantian, a half-step Soul Formation existence of the human race, now actually had to sign an indenture contract with someone else.
Fifty years.
How many fifty years are there in a lifetime!
Hey, hey, think it through. You are just a piece of trash who cannot even beat an early-stage Body Tempering cultivator. Your utility value is limited; you are not as valuable as you think.
And now you are asking me for help, you cannot just expect something for nothing, right?
I do not even know who your opponent is. What if my life is in danger? Would I not be at a huge loss!
An Yi coaxed with good words.
Ye Tian raised an eyebrow and looked at him: Since I am completely worthless, why do you insist on having me sign the indenture contract?
Not signing?
An Yi raised an eyebrow, put down his teacup, held the contract, and said slowly: Then find someone better.
Saying that, he reached out, about to tear up the contract.
Wait!
Ye Tian shouted out: Let me think about it!
An Yi stopped, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth, and said indifferently: I had better tear it up. Why am I wasting time with a servant like you!
I will sign!
Ye Tian watched An Yi insisting on tearing it, gritted his teeth, and with trembling arms, uttered these words.
How straightforward!
An Yi chuckled and threw the contract over.
Why was he so persistent in making this guy sign the contract? There was naturally a reason for it.
Signing the contract meant he directly became his servant, directly submitting!
Why did that guy Long Aoyun refuse to acknowledge him as the boss all this time?
It was because his own strength was too great!
Right now, Ye Tian was at his weakest. If he did not take advantage of his misfortune now, when would he!
If he became stronger later, it would be hard to deal with him.
Ye Tian held the carbon pen An Yi handed over, hesitating, and finally gritted his teeth and wrote down his name.
Not bad, good handwriting!
An Yi smiled and clapped his hands, then threw out a jade token: Inject your soul power into it!
Ye Tian kept a cold face, held the jade slip, injected his soul power, and threw it back.
From now on, call me Young Master!
An Yi took the jade slip, crossing his legs and said.
Yes, Young, Young Master!
Ye Tian's throat was dry as he spoke with difficulty.
Ding! [Fire God Ye Tian] joined the Asura Sect, do you agree?
An Yi chuckled and clicked agree.
As he expected, after becoming his servant, he automatically joined the Asura Sect.
However, this was not subjugation.
Like Xiao Ye, he just joined the Asura Sect and had not yet met the subjugation conditions.
He guessed he would have to complete some annoying main quest later.
Ding! Suppressed the Child of Destiny, Destiny Value -10! Rewarded Evil Value +10!
An Yi raised an eyebrow slightly.
What is going on!
The Destiny Value dropped again!
Damn it, his main quest was to subjugate the Child of Destiny, not suppress him!
It is already at 15 points now, why is it still dropping!
But then again, what happens if it drops to 0?
Ding! System prompt: Destiny Value 0 points! Will suffer divine punishment and die!
Hearing the system's voice, An Yi was speechless.
Kid, you need to step up!
Too weak!
What kind of Child of Destiny are you!
For a period of one month, I hope you can protect the Luo family for a month! Ye Tian said solemnly.
No problem.
An Yi said, coughing lightly, Here is a little gift for you, take it.
Saying that, An Yi quickly handed over the bronze tower.
This seemed to be Ye Tian's fortuitous encounter, but it ended up being intercepted by him.
Anyway, he could not enter it now. As soon as he entered, he would be kicked out. Now it had become a motionless piece of iron.
This feeling was just like a certain brand of mobile phone after entering the wrong password N times.
Rather than this, it was better to just return it to this kid!
First, raise the Destiny Value, otherwise, if he suddenly died one day, his Asura Godhead quest would never be completed in his lifetime.
The small goal now was to keep this kid alive first.
Ye Tian was slightly startled, looking at the small bronze tower, a bit distracted.
Thank you!
Ye Tian said, solemnly taking the small bronze tower with both hands.
A smile curled at the corner of An Yi's mouth.
Because he clearly saw the Destiny Value above Ye Tian's head had increased by 10 points! It became 25 points!
It is not easy!
Leaving the front yard and returning to his residence.
Along the way, Ye Tian looked completely devastated.
The indenture contract, he actually signed it!
He, a dignified demigod spiritualist, an existence that looked down on gods!
Now, he actually signed an indenture contract and became a servant!
I really am trash!
Ye Tian showed a somewhat self-deprecating bitter smile.
Looking at the small bronze tower in his hand, his gaze slightly condensed.
For some reason, he always felt that this small tower had an indescribable connection with him.
As if something in the unseen world was linking him to it.
Back at the auction house, he had this feeling, but unfortunately, it was intercepted by An Yi back then.
Now, this feeling was getting stronger and stronger.
Ye Tian rubbed the small bronze tower in his hand, his eyes grave.
Although it looked like a crudely made fake, Ye Tian's intuition told him it was definitely not that simple.
Slowly, Ye Tian poured his consciousness into the small bronze tower.
A long while later, he opened his eyes. "Alright, I'm a complete idiot!"
He must have been kicked in the head by a mule!
To think he actually believed this lifeless knockoff would bring him some kind of miraculous encounter!
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nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
