"Empty words are not enough, Despicable Donkey, you must first form a Spiritual Beast Blood Contract with me!"
Ling Feng had learned his lesson this time, otherwise this black donkey might double-cross him again.
"Hmph, you really don't trust this Divine Beast enough. As a noble Divine Donkey, my word always holds immense weight!"
The black donkey rambled on, trying to change the subject, but he heard Ling Feng continue telepathically, "Without forming a contract, all negotiations are off!"
Knowing he couldn't fool him, the black donkey begrudgingly agreed, "Hmph, just a Spiritual Beast Blood Contract, let's just do it!"
The telepathic conversation between the man and the donkey happened in an instant. The next moment, a five-colored halo burst forth from their bodies, making it difficult for Yan Cangtian and Fung Wuheng to keep their eyes open.
"Wha… what? A Spiritual Beast Blood Contract?"
