C37 (1/2)

All right. Yi Zhou compromise said, it was me who brought you out of this Secret Realm, right?

Most of the rules of this world have already been destroyed. If they want to bring me out of this world, they still need to form a blood contract.

A drop of blood? Master? Yi Zhou asked.

As far as the relationship between people and tools is concerned, people are still in a relatively active position. If the artifact recognized the owner, the master could break the contract at any time or abandon the artifact. The artifact, on the other hand, could not voluntarily leave the owner's side.

The kind of equality, I hope.

The artifact spirit whispered.

Yi Zhou nodded, he understood the other party's meaning.

Originally, the relationship between Yi Zhou and the artifact was a little blurry, but after reading《 On Artifacts》 just now, Yi Zhou had a detailed description of this.

There were three types of relationships between people and weapons.

The first was the nature of the agreement. When the agreement was completed, the two naturally separated.

The second type was a relationship of equality. When one party wanted to break off the relationship, they could either negotiate or pay a certain price to forcibly break it off.

The third kind was the master-subordinate relationship, which could only be broken with the consent of the owner. As a servant artifact, it was impossible to break the connection without the ability, or even self-destruct.

No problem.

Yi Zhou readily agreed.

He originally only wanted to help this mortal treasure out of sympathy. From the beginning, he had never wanted to form a master and subordinate relationship.

If you don't need the blood contract, I can take you outside and find you a new master.

Yi Zhou cut his forefinger and chanted the truth of the contract, a drop of blood slowly floating towards the artifact spirit.

The artifact spirit closed his eyes and felt the meaning of the blood. After confirming that it was correct, he relaxed his mind.

When the blood dripped onto the artifact spirit's forehead, it was like a red mark had been placed there.

Yi Zhou had been the leader of the entire contract process, so he was not afraid of any deceit.

After the agreement, Yi Zhou suddenly felt a connection between his mind and the artifact spirit. He now had a clear understanding of the artifact spirit's condition.

Are you weak now?

Yi Zhou said as he looked at the artifact spirit.

I need some of your Spiritual Energy to replenish my energy. I probably haven't had any Spiritual Energy for a long time, which is why I'm so weak.

Well, what am I going to do?

Just as Yi Zhou finished speaking, he felt that the Spirit Force in his body had instantly been cleared, leaving no trace at all.

Yi Zhou felt a wave of dizziness that made him want to vomit blood.

Did I just invite another Dao Sovereign who needs to be worshipped? He had just gotten rid of the pupa's thirst for spiritual force, and now he had a mortal treasure that was even cleaner to eat than the pupa!

Yi Zhou immediately started to recover the spiritual force in his body, this was a slow process.

He still had a bottle of the Spirit Concentrating Liquid that the dean had just given him in his storage ring. However, he intended to use it when necessary.

After receiving the nourishment of Yi Zhou's spirit energy, the artifact spirit's small face started to turn red, and the rust on the dagger actually started to fade.

Looking at everything that was happening in front of him, Yi Zhou had a thought: Maybe it really isn't some ordinary weapon.

The artifact spirit let out a long breath. He happily jumped twice, then ran to the front of the bookshelf.

Bamboo rack, you see, he did believe in me, he will take me out. You lost the bet, so take these books with you.

The artifact spirit said complacently.

Yi Zhou was dumbstruck.

Could it be that this Dao Artifact Bamboo Shelf also produced an artifact spirit? Was it a Dao Treasure? It was still betting with the spirit of the dagger? The contents of the bet actually had something to do with me?

The bamboo frame did not respond to the artifact spirit, but Yi Zhou could vaguely sense that the power of the rules attached to the bamboo frame had already disappeared.

It really was a Dao treasure!

Yi Zhou never thought that there would actually be two artifact spirits inside a small, dilapidated bamboo house.

A mortal treasure, a Dao treasure!

Are you sure you don't want to leave?

The artifact spirit suddenly slowed down and asked. However, he did not receive a response.

Rest assured, I will definitely find an even more powerful subordinate to take revenge for my master!

The artifact spirit's sonorous words exposed the reason for it to contract with Yi Zhou on an equal footing.

After recovering his mind energy, Yi Zhou kept all the ancient books on the shelf into his storage ring. He knew that the treasures in the room did not wish to leave with him, so he did not force them.

Shall I call you Little Nine from now on?

My name is Ao Xiao Jiu Jiu!

The name was too long.

All right.

The artifact spirit bowed.

Yi Zhou left the bamboo house with the artifact spirit Xiao Jiu.