Chapter 0102

Chapter 102: From Now On, I’m Your Master!

[We’re finally safe now.]

You Feng and the other two finally let out the breath they had been holding.

The Life and Death Bond Lock is a treasure the Celestial Masters Clan uses to protect their top prodigies. When these geniuses face a life and death crisis, they can use this lock to link themselves to a powerful enemy in order to keep their own lives. The rope also has a special effect: no matter how much hatred exists between the two linked people, a strange mental ripple will tame them so their relationship calms, and may even become close. To undo the link, both sides must agree; unless one side has Saint level mind power, the bond cannot be shaken.

By their judgment, no matter how strong Zhou Tong was, there was no way his mind power had reached that level. At this point, they believed nothing could go wrong.

You Ye Lan showed a look of full control and said: “I advise you to stop trying. Come back to the clan with me, and the elders will help us undo the link.”

With her life protected, her confidence surged back like a virus taking over her mind. If Zhou Tong really went back with her, he would be swarmed and attacked. [What a neat little plan.]

Zhou Tong asked, voice flat: “What if I say no?”

She lifted her chin and said: “It’s not up to you. The master of the rope has an absolute advantage, and you don’t want to taste Mind Shock, do you?”

She had reason to be so sure. As the one who initiated the link, with her current mind power she could even suppress a Reincarnation Realm expert; that was close to unbeatable. What she could never have guessed was that the one standing before her was a monster in mind power.

Zhou Tong’s smile turned mocking as his gaze grew colder: “That’s where you’re wrong. I actually want to try what Mind Shock feels like.”

Seeing his eyes, You Ye Lan’s breath hitched and an instinctive fear ran through her. Anger rushed in right after. She already held the upper hand, so what was there to fear? That was shameful.

She said with ice in her voice: “You asked for this, so don’t blame me.”

As soon as her words fell, her mind power surged along the rope to press down on Zhou Tong. She waited, eager to see a mask of pain twist his face.

Her hope was doomed to fail. Zhou Tong stayed composed, and the curve at his mouth only grew more mocking.

“You’re acting pretty well,” she snapped through clenched teeth, then poured on more pressure. She refused to believe he could stay calm to the end. In a head to head clash of mind power, the advantage was hers.

Zhou Tong laughed softly and said: “Really? At this level it doesn’t even count as a tickle. But it would be rude not to return the favor. Since you’re working so hard to please me, I’ll let you enjoy something too.”

At those words, a chill ran over her skin. She felt a wave of dread rise, as if something terrible was about to fall on her. [This is bad.]

“Wait,” she blurted.

“No waiting,” he said.

Before the last syllable landed, a torrent of mind power that, to You Ye Lan, was terrifying, world shattering, and beyond all resistance roared down the rope. It smashed through all her defenses and swept through her entire body in an instant.

“Ahhhh!”

Her scream was the sharpest she had ever made. No torment of the flesh, not even being cut a thousand times, could compare to this by the smallest part. In a heartbeat she was soaked through with sweat, every muscle convulsing and twisting. Her eyes rolled back, saliva ran from her mouth, and she looked utterly wrecked. That one shock almost destroyed her wits and left her a fool.

Zhou Tong smiled and said: “Already done? I haven’t even used my strength.”

After a few breaths, she slowly regained awareness. Now her eyes held only fear.

“Good. That’s the look you should have when you see me. I like it,” Zhou Tong said, standing over her like a brutal sovereign, looking down from on high. “To make it sink in, let’s do a few more rounds.”

You Ye Lan could not help but tremble all over. She begged, voice shaking: “Spare me… please, don’t torture me again. I’ll do anything.”

She dropped to her knees, clutched Zhou Tong’s pant leg, and begged in shame.

Zhou Tong’s tone turned cutting as he said: “Did I see wrong? Weren’t you the one who wanted to make me your dog just now? How did you end up like this? From now on, I’m your master, no problem with that?”

She swallowed and whispered: “Yes… master.”

She was completely cowed. Pride and dignity were laughable before this man. The pain just now could cure anyone who talks tough.

“Good dog,” Zhou Tong said with satisfaction.

He lifted the rope from his own body, took it in his hand, and wound the other end around You Ye Lan. The three onlookers went pale with shock.

“He took it off. Is he a Saint?!”

Right after, suffocating terror fell over them as Zhou Tong turned his eyes their way.

“I was so busy dealing with her I forgot about you,” he said.

A talisman drifted from his fingers, and the three felt their souls flee.

“Talisman Eighty Nine: Death Line!” he called.

The talisman burst with a puff. Gray lines surged forward and wrapped all three.

They were completely hopeless now and could only stand and accept death. In truth, if the Life and Death Realm fighter had exploded with everything he had, he might have survived this move. The talisman’s grade was high, but it did not have mind power poured into it to match that level. It was a casual strike from Zhou Tong. But they had already lost the courage to resist, convinced they could not possibly fight back. So they died without a chance.

At the last instant, dazzling light flared on You Feng and You Chong, and they vanished. In their place, a glowing bracelet appeared and spun in the air. The Life and Death Realm expert was not so lucky; the Death Line touched him and he turned to dust.

“Someone saved them,” Zhou Tong said, frowning. He was sure it wasn’t a space technique.

He waved his hand and the bracelet fell into his palm. It was heavy in hand, warm and calming to the mind, with the effect of Suppressing the Heart Demon. It was a rare treasure.

“Equal Value Conveyance,” he murmured as the name of the secret art rose in his mind.

Clearly, the Celestial Masters Clan had used this art, buying the two men’s lives with a heavy treasure. For this art to work, the object being bought must agree. It was a strange technique, and the price was not small.

Right then, light began to shine from You Ye Lan’s body too. Someone wanted to save her in the same way.

“Get this straight. I’m her master now. You want to force a deal without my consent?” Zhou Tong said.

He reached out, mind power surging, and crushed the light to pieces. The trade failed. The glow in You Ye Lan’s eyes went out.

“Arrogant!” a voice boomed from the void, and a fierce wave of spirit crashed down from above. Its force had reached the peak of Half Saint.

Zhou Tong didn’t hold back. He answered in kind, slamming his mind power straight up to meet it.