Chapter 1612 New Contracted Beas

Edited by Aelryinth

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The people of Cairo finally had a chance to catch their breath after the army of undead retreated. It was rare to enjoy a quiet night in the luxurious city. Many people were out enjoying their lives, since it might be their last chance to do so.

Zhao Manyan sat at the bar of his hotel. He decisively rejected a gorgeous lady that approached him and fondled his waist.

He had been too crazy for the past few days. He felt extremely empty down below. He could not keep it up any longer, or it might really cost him his life!

“I wonder how Mo Fan is doing… tsk tsk tsk, little Apas is very attractive ! Her youthful beauty is clearly a bonus. I wonder if that jerk Mo Fan is going to go easy on her. Speaking of the guy!…”

The bar was close to a row of French windows facing the street. Zhao Manyan happened to see Mo Fan walking in as he was thinking about him.

Mo Fan was shuffling his feet. His eyes were hollow, and his face was pale, like he had emptied his strength.

“Holy c.r.a.p, was it really that crazy? Why do you look weaker than I am!?” Zhao Manyan was shocked.

Zhao Manyan left the bar, and approached Mo Fan after he did not see Apas around.

Mo Fan glanced at the squinting Zhao Manyan, who had a perverted grin on. He did not even have the strength to greet him.

“How was it? Did you overwork yourself? I thought you were the one going to trample a little flower, but somehow you look like your essence has been sucked dry instead. Nicely done, little Apas is pretty impressive… how was the box I gave you? Did you use it? Did the spiraling beads on them feel great…” Zhao Manyan asked, raising his eyebrows.

Mo Fan kept shuffling his feet like a zombie.

Zhao Manyan touched Mo Fan’s pocket and felt the small box in it. He took it out and noticed that the box still had its seal. His eyes widened. “Mo Fan, seriously? You should be responsible for your actions. How could you not use any safety precautions? What if she ends up pregnant? How are you going to explain yourself to your wives? You should stick to your principles, even if you’re cheating!”

Mo Fan walked into an elevator. Zhao Manyan followed him.

He took a closer look at Mo Fan. Something did not feel right about him. He did not look like someone who had just gone through some wild romantic activity. He asked with a serious face, “What happened? Where’s Apas? Why do you look like you are mentally injured? Did someone attack you?”

Mo Fan lifted his eyes. He glanced at the jabbering Zhao Manyan with low spirits and eventually replied, “If I tell you I just took a Medusa as my Contracted Beast, would you believe me?”

“Huh? How is that possible? Almost every Summoner in the world wants to catch a Medusa as their Contracted Beast, but even catching a Lesser Medusa and signing a contract with it is extremely difficult, let alone having a real Medusa as a Contracted Beast! The Medusae would rather die than accept the Contract. In their eyes, humans are actually an inferior species! Are you willing to become a dog’s pet? You wouldn’t agree to it even if your life was in danger, right?

“The same logic applies to a Medusa. There’s no way I would believe it. As a matter of fact, if you didn’t raise Little Flame Belle, I doubt an Elemental creature with a pure lineage like her would be willing to become anyone’s Contracted Beast. You should be satisfied that you already have Little Flame Belle, who is surely going to reach the Ruler-level once she matures, but you’re still thinking of having a Medusa as your Contracted Beast too…” Zhao Manyan blabbered on.

“Mm, I don’t believe it myself, either,” Mo Fan replied weakly.

“Just go to bed.” Zhao Manyan patted Mo Fan on the shoulder.

Mo Fan was desperate to get some rest. He was so tired that he could not even reflect on the series of events that had occurred not long ago.

In the end, the Queen of the Netherworld had not destroyed Apas’ soul. It was not her being merciful, but because Mo Fan had signed a Contract with Apas. If a Contracted Beast’s soul was destroyed from the inside, it would inflict serious damage on its owner’s soul too, since both souls were bound by the Contract.

The Queen of the Netherworld was releasing a great power in the end, since it had to be strong enough to destroy a soul with the pure lineage of Medusa.

Normally, when a Contracted Beast died, the damage dealt to the Summoner’s soul was not enough to kill them. However, the Queen of the Netherworld’s power needed the strength of a Great Ruler-level creature to kill Apas. Since Mo Fan had successfully signed the Contract with Apas, if the force killed Apas, the damage Mo Fan received from the broken Contract would be too much for him to handle!

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Mo Fan went to his room and slammed the door shut.

He laid down on his bed and recalled the series of events that now felt like a dream to him.

A faint silhouette emerged from his body. It was the Queen of the Netherworld. She looked worn out, just like Mo Fan. She did not look as attractive as she normally was.

“That little b**ch!” the Queen of the Netherworld grunted.

“What do we do now?” Mo Fan said with a wry smile.

“What else can we do? She’s your Contracted Beast now,” the Queen of the Netherworld answered.

Mo Fan looked into his second Contract s.p.a.ce and saw Apas lying there. She was also overwhelmed by fatigue, and currently in a half-conscious state.

Little Flame Belle was pretty curious. Since when did someone move into the room next door, and why was Apas her new neighbor?

“I’m just worried that something might go wrong. Isn’t she around the same level as you?” Mo Fan asked.

“Don’t worry, a Contract is stronger than you think. Once it’s established, it will enforce a master-and-slave relations.h.i.+p between you. The slave will be restricted by the Contract, regardless of their strength. She will not be able to resist it, unless she reaches the Emperor level,” the Queen of the Netherworld informed him.

“Doesn’t that mean she’s still a threat to us!?” Mo Fan had to ask.

“Do you think it’s so easy to achieve the Emperor-level? Even Medusa isn’t a real Emperor-level creature, do you think her descendant can mutate and surpa.s.s her!? There are a lot more creatures more qualified than her to achieve the Emperor-level. As for her, she will have to train for another few hundred years!” the Queen of the Netherworld sniffed.

“Oh, I wasn’t familiar with the levels of demon creatures. I didn’t know it was that difficult to achieve the Emperor-level…” Mo Fan said.

“She cannot rebel against you before reaching the Emperor-level. Now that she’s your Contracted Beast, you can really teach her how to behave herself,” the Queen of the Netherworld instructed him.

“Thank you. I’ll repay your kindness during the Qingming Festival…” Mo Fan said.

“You dare mention the Qingming Festival now!?” the Queen of the Netherworld said angrily. She paused briefly as she realized how inappropriate her tone was. She added, “I wasted a few years worth of cultivation because of you. Both of us suffered a great loss from the fight, but you ended up securing all the benefits!” the Queen of the Netherworld sniffed.

“Calm down, my beloved aunt; you’re not beautiful when you’re angry. I’ll make up for it. I promise,” Mo Fan sighed.

“I’m not your aunt. Ask your Little Flame Belle to lend me her Contract s.p.a.ce. I don’t want to sleep in the same room with that little b**ch!” the Queen of the Netherworld said.

“Not a problem,” Mo Fan Summoned Little Flame Belle out. She did not like staying in the Contract s.p.a.ce, anyway, and preferred to lie on Mo Fan’s shoulder and head.

Little Flame Belle sat on the table and blinked rapidly, munching on a Soul-grade Soul Seed piece like a squirrel. She was enjoying her snacks after watching everything that had occurred today.