Sect: Starting with Comprehending Thunder Skill Chapter 1415 - 598: Signing the Contract

Li Yunjing feared being cursed or plotted against, didn’t they all?

As for the Shenxiao Dao Sect, these Demon Kings definitely had deep-seated fear.

"Just kidding earlier!"

One particularly thin Demon King pondered briefly, then suddenly laughed aloud, "Let’s cooperate and both sides can sign the ancient contract!"

"Indeed! Indeed!"

Other Demon Kings nodded one after another, all sharing the same thought.

Seeing the Demon Kings’ attitudes loosen, Li Yunjing took the opportunity to pull out an ancient scroll glowing with golden light from inside his robe: "This is the ’Ancient Blood Contract’ treasured by our sect, verified by Heavenly Dao, it’s the fairest agreement."

As the scroll unfolded, the hall was immediately filled with a vast, ancient aura.

The surface of the scroll was covered with endless ancient inscriptions, each character seeming to contain the profound truths of the world.

"It is truly the Ancient Blood Contract!"

The Golden-winged Roc King’s pupils contracted slightly: "Indeed, your Shenxiao Dao Sect is deeply profound."

"If that’s the case, let’s sign the contract."

Li Yunjing concentrated a drop of Essence Blood at his fingertip, "I, Li Yunjing, representing the Shenxiao Dao Sect, swear..."

"Hold a moment!"

The Nine-tailed Demoness suddenly interrupted, "The contract content still needs to be negotiated."

After another round of intense debate, both sides finally reached an agreement:

The first clause was that the Shenxiao Dao Sect is responsible for lifting the seal of ’Zhenmo Valley’.

Once the first clause was completed, the Demon Race should immediately dispatch troops to enter the East Sea front, follow the commands of the East Sea Alliance, and contain the Celestial Net Dao Sect, especially defeating the Mountain and River Map!

This issue was disputed for a long time by both sides.

Finally, under Li Yunjing’s firm stance, the many experts of the Demon Race reluctantly agreed.

Dealing with the Mountain and River Map required deploying real profundity!

The Shenxiao Dao Sect was unwilling to deploy their foundations for the East Sea, the Demon Race was similarly unwilling!

That’s their foundation for survival!

Now, there was no choice, the price the Shenxiao Dao Sect offered was too high.

They had to agree.

As for the talks about non-aggression within a hundred years, that was merely a buffer period.

Neither side has ever considered permanent peace.

A hundred years later, everyone thinks they’ll become stronger and naturally they’ll resume fighting.

As for other topics, such as the evacuation of surrounding markets outside the Youlan Mountain Range, that was a minor matter.

Li Yunjing carved out a temporary territory of three thousand miles in the East Sea for the Demon Race, and this territory was not from the East Sea Alliance, but from the occupied area of the Celestial Net Dao Sect.

To gain territory, it’s up to the Demon Race to fight for it!

There’s no free lunch in the world!

Li Yunjing certainly wouldn’t give away his territory for free to the Demon Race.

Besides these five clauses, the rest were minor details, and both sides quickly reached consensus, deciding to sign.

As the final blood patterns formed on the contract, the entire scroll suddenly transformed into two streams of golden light, which respectively fused into the brows of Li Yunjing and the Demon Kings.

"The contract is done, see you in three days at ’Zhenmo Valley’."

The Golden-winged Roc King rose up to see them off.

"Good! I shall visit the surrounding markets and arrange the evacuation matters!"

Li Yunjing nodded, striding out of the hall.

"Interesting."

He looked up toward the direction of ’Zhenmo Valley’, only to see dark clouds densely gathering there, with faint blood-colored thunder lights flickering.

After leaving the Youlan Mountain Range, Li Yunjing immediately transformed into a stream of thunder light, heading straight for the nearest Youlan Market.

The alarm bell in the center of the market suddenly rang loudly, and the stationed Shenxiao Dao Sect cultivators flew out altogether.

"Vice Sect Leader Li!"

The leading white-haired Golden Core elder showed surprise, "Why have you come here?"

"Transmit my decree!"

Li Yunjing directly invoked the Shenxiao Order, "Activate the evacuation plan immediately, all personnel must return to the sect within three days!"

"Yes!"

The elder dared not ask further, only agreeing.

After all, Li Yunjing held the Sect Leader’s token in his hand!

This was equivalent to an imperial decree!

Must comply!

Even if Li Yunjing fake-transmitted a decree, they must comply.

This is a matter of principle.

If Li Yunjing made a mistake, there are Sect Leader Venerable and a group of Supreme Elders to handle it.

Should he disobey Li Yunjing’s command, it would immediately be a capital offense!

The principles in this matter, as an elder, are very clear.

Li Yunjing waved his sleeve and further instructed: "The other three markets must evacuate as well. You go inform them, let them also return to the sect!"

"Yes!"

The elder responded once more and then went to convey the orders.

Soon, the cultivators in the market began to busy themselves.

The first step was dismantling the Teleportation Array.

Ordinary people can’t do this task; naturally, Li Yunjing must personally handle it.

While others dealt with other matters, taking away everything belonging to the Shenxiao Dao Sect.

As for the four markets?

They remained in place, and as for the cultivators residing in the markets, how they chose was their business.

In any case, Li Yunjing had already ordered announcements to be made, stating that negotiations with the Demon Race were under way and the four major markets were to be closed, with all Shenxiao Dao Sect personnel withdrawn.

As for how others chose, it was up to them, the Shenxiao Dao Sect would no longer provide security or levy taxes.

On the third day at dusk, hovering above the last ’Lihuo Market’.

Li Yunjing watched the last batch of sect disciples evacuate, finally letting out a long breath.

On the fourth day in the morning, Li Yunjing stood alone at the entrance to ’Zhenmo Valley’.

A cold wind howled through the valley, thunder light danced between the cliff walls, stretching his silhouette long and short.

The once Eight Trigrams Platform, now only the bottommost ’Celestial Thunder Stone’ remained suppressed.

"Fellow Daoist Li is quite punctual."

The Golden-winged Roc King’s voice came from behind.