King of Creation Chapter 1840 - 1825: Wang Baimu Gnashing His Teeth

"You ask me to free my Divine Soul and accept your enslavement? That’s impossible!" Inside the Mirage Dragon Pearl Space, Wang Baimu looked pale, shaking his head like a rattle.

Sitting cross-legged before Wang Baimu, Ye Zhen casually snapped his fingers, "Old Wang, you must understand, I am not negotiating the feasibility of this matter with you, but notifying you in advance to accept this reality."

"Honestly, whether you agree or not is irrelevant because my method of capturing the Innate Divine Soul can forcibly extract a strand of your Innate Divine Soul, even without your cooperation," Ye Zhen said.

Wang Baimu swallowed in fear. The secret technique Ye Zhen mentioned to capture the Divine Soul was indeed rare, but from his experience, Ye Zhen’s expression did not seem deceitful.

Even so, Wang Baimu still didn’t want to accept Ye Zhen’s so-called method of enslaving the Innate Divine Soul.

As a martial artist of half-step Dao Realm, his life has been about following his martial arts path.

But what’s the purpose of following the martial arts path? To be powerful, to be free, to make this world more vast for him.

Yet now, Ye Zhen suddenly claims to capture his Innate Divine Soul, akin to destroying his lifelong spiritual pillar and goal.

He couldn’t accept it.

"I can swear a Divine Soul Oath. I can, as you request, use my Origin Essence Blood and Innate Divine Soul to swear the most poisonous Blood Curse to serve you and go east and west at your command," Wang Baimu tried hard.

Ye Zhen looked at Wang Baimu, who was desperate to swear an oath to prove his sincerity, and slowly shook his head.

"Do you think it’s credible enough? Do I dare?"

"You’re as slippery as an eel, Old Wang. If I release you today, who knows if you’ll sell me out tomorrow or show up against me with a different face. Do you think I dare?"

"Moreover, don’t you think you already know my secret? Without means of control, would I dare to let you go?" Ye Zhen said.

Upon hearing this, Wang Baimu closed his eyes painfully, "I didn’t want to know this, you threw me in here."

The secret Ye Zhen referred to was naturally the space within the Mirage Dragon Pearl where living beings could survive.

All storage spaces, including the Mustard Seed Space of Realm King and Dao Realm experts, cannot sustain living beings.

Only those small worlds refined with Earth, Water, Wind, and Fire and defined by the Laws of Dao can sustain living beings.

Such a complete small world is one in ten thousand even in the hands of Dao Realm experts.

Ye Zhen, with Cultivation only at the Dark Palace Realm Fifth Stage, possessed a complete small world with a misty surrounding where living creatures could survive. No wonder Wang Baimu was astonished.

The moment he was thrown in, Wang Baimu guessed it.

"In that case, to save your life, it’s the only way! Otherwise, should I kill you now and be done with it?" Ye Zhen said.

"But I really didn’t mean to, you made me aware of it, I assure you, I absolutely won’t leak it," Wang Baimu was almost crying.

"The word ’assure’ is sometimes worth less than crap! Old Wang, if you’re still unreasonable, I’ll have to forcibly extract your Innate Divine Soul," Ye Zhen shouted.

Surprisingly, Wang Baimu’s expression suddenly became incredibly resolute, "If it truly comes to that, I would rather die than be your slave."

Instantly, strange Divine Soul Waves surfaced, and Wang Baimu’s Divine Soul Power began to operate in a peculiar manner.

Ye Zhen could sense that once his Divine Soul forcibly invaded Wang Baimu’s Spirit Palace, his Divine Soul Power would instantly destroy his Innate Divine Soul, leaving Ye Zhen no chance.

Ye Zhen was stunned for a moment and frowned.

Actually, Ye Zhen had talked so much because he eyed Wang Baimu’s skills.

With a half-step Dao Realm cultivation, Wang Baimu could already confront early-stage Dao Realm martial artists, being more refined in several Divine Power Secret Techniques, his combat power was strong.

If he were under Ye Zhen’s command, it would enhance Ye Zhen’s elite combat force.

Moreover, Wang Baimu was currently at half-step Dao Realm cultivation, and with Ye Zhen’s Mirage Dragon Pearl’s Temporal Power, he would soon break through to Dao Realm.

In other words, in the future, Ye Zhen could employ a Dao Realm expert.

However, a Dao Realm expert, if not willingly submissive, even if Ye Zhen could control his Divine Soul, would pose countless hidden dangers.

This was why Ye Zhen wanted Wang Baimu to willingly submit.

While Wang Baimu’s determination was understandable, even if Ye Zhen were to be controlled by others, he might also choose to die rather than succumb.

With a shift of his eyes, Ye Zhen had another plan.

If coercion wouldn’t work, then only temptation would.

Ye Zhen, as if performing magic, suddenly revealed ten Spirit Void Fruits on his palm.

Seeing the sudden appearance of ten Spirit Void Fruits, Wang Baimu was startled and exclaimed, "Weren’t the thirty Spirit Void Fruits destroyed? How did you get so many Spirit Void Fruits?"

"Ten is a lot, but how about a hundred?" Ye Zhen magically showcased a hundred Spirit Void Fruits in his hand again.

Wang Baimu’s eyes widened, his gaze flickering back and forth between Ye Zhen and the small pile of Spirit Void Fruits.

"How about a thousand?"

"How about ten thousand?"

As one pile after another appeared before Ye Zhen, the usually invaluable Spirit Void Fruits now piled before Wang Baimu like cabbages.

Initially, Wang Baimu was swallowing hard, staring at the pile of Spirit Void Fruits, but as more appeared before him, the number became overwhelmingly frightening.

Wang Baimu painfully closed his eyes, even wishing to dig out his troublesome eyes.

Damn it!

Once again, his eyes saw things they shouldn’t have.

With such an ocean of Spirit Void Fruits in Ye Zhen’s possession, he realized the rumors in Jianghu about the Three-eyed Demon Clan’s lost Spirit Void Orchard might be true.

And the culprit is right in front of him...

"You.... you’ve trapped me!" Wang Baimu was furious, gnashing his teeth, "These secrets, all are revealed by you, why are you trapping me...."

Screaming until the end, Wang Baimu’s voice softened.

With Wang Baimu’s astuteness, he understood Ye Zhen’s intention behind this.

Ye Zhen’s intention was clear—make Wang Baimu realize he now knows two earth-shattering secrets, and he has only two paths before him.

One path is being killed by Ye Zhen on the spot, his soul scattered.

The other path is to free his Divine Soul, allowing Ye Zhen to extract a strand of Innate Divine Soul Power to control his life and death.

Apart from this, there’s no third possibility.

Ye Zhen wouldn’t give him a third possibility.

With the saying "even ants cling to life," at heart, Wang Baimu wasn’t willing to disappear quietly.

"I want Spirit Void Fruits, at least thirty a year, no, at least fifty a year! Moreover, I want a certain degree of freedom. Besides handling your affairs, my free time should be my own...."

Biting his teeth, Wang Baimu proposed his conditions.

Seeing Wang Baimu’s gritted expression, Ye Zhen smiled.

"Great, I’ll agree to these! Plus, if you have any other conditions, feel free to propose them. As long as they’re not excessive, we can negotiate, I’m quite accommodating."

"It’s your word!"

Wang Baimu nodded heavily, "Give me half a day, I need to think through the terms thoroughly." Wang Baimu glared at Ye Zhen, grinding his teeth.

"Take your time to consider, no rush. I have plenty of time."

After speaking, Ye Zhen turned his gaze toward the Realm King Mid-stage Demon Lord Jii Yan’s Primordial Spirit and his torn body, whom he had imprisoned. It was time to deal with this guy.