242: From the God's Covenant

"The Underworld only requires twenty percent of the incense offerings, while the rest shall all belong to Your Excellency."

"Very good. I have always enjoyed dealing with intelligent people." Olexia took in Shang Wan Ning's reaction, her gaze deepening unconsciously.

A smile played on Shang Wan Ning's lips as she raised a hand, making a gesture of "deal."

"I feel the same way."

As soon as her words fell, the room fell into a subtle silence.

In the air, invisible divine power, guided by the will of the two deities, began to tremble.

Fine dust danced quietly in the corners where light could barely reach.

Olexia's gaze was as steady as an abyss, remaining fixed on Shang Wan Ning.

It was a pure gaze, devoid of any selfish desire.

It was as if she wanted to see through this young ruler of the Underworld, inside and out...

The hand Shang Wan Ning used to make the "deal" gesture did not immediately lower, but instead rotated slightly at the wrist.

Her five fingers came together, forming a lotus mudra in front of her chest.

With every flicker of her fingertips, spiritual energy was summoned and gathered toward her palm.

"Decree!"

A soft shout escaped Shang Wan Ning's lips; the sound was not loud, yet it carried the unquestionable majesty of a deity.

In an instant, the void before her, like a lake into which a boulder had been thrown, twisted violently, rippling with visible black waves.

At the center of the ripples, a point of deep blue light suddenly ignited and then rapidly expanded.

It was not ordinary paper or a scroll—it was a curtain of light woven from countless dense, profound spiritual runes.

Weaving, flowing, reorganizing... finally condensing into a black crystal chip as thin as a cicada's wing.

The surface of the chip shimmered with dark golden patterns, resembling dragons or seal script, exuding a desolation from the deepest parts of the netherworld.

At the same time, the temperature suddenly dropped by several degrees.

A peculiar scent, mixed with sulfur and the fragrance of the flower of the other shore, drifted through the air.

Faintly, there came the whispers of countless souls, the metallic friction of dragging chains, and the rumbling of laws.

Olexia's eyes focused.

She clearly felt the authority contained within the black crystal chip. It was a kind of power that surpassed ordinary divine artifacts and directly connected with the laws of heaven and earth.

In her golden eyes, the original indifference had turned into a hint of solemnity and surprise.

The way the "subordinate god contract" appeared.

And the level of power contained within it.

Undoubtedly, it showed that the Underworld represented by Shang Wan Ning indeed possessed immense potential.

She reached out a long, slender, and fair finger.

Her fingertip, wreathed in faint golden flames, reached cautiously toward the black crystal chip.

As soon as her fingertip touched the chip.

A chilling power of laws spread along her fingertip, allowing her to truly perceive it—the power of laws and its inviolability.

【This "subordinate god contract" is real.】

And there were no traps within it that would be disadvantageous to her.

Every rule was clear, fair, and just.

At the core of the chip, several lines in the Underworld's divine script clearly proclaimed the agreement previously made by both parties.

Olexia's gaze lingered there for a moment.

Shang Wan Ning's gaze also looked calmly toward that spot.

Their gazes met silently at this point, confirming each other's intentions.

"Shall we continue?" Shang Wan Ning raised an eyebrow and said calmly.

Olexia's eyes flickered slightly as she uttered two words: "Continue."

Shang Wan Ning moved first. "Hmm~"

She extended her fair left hand, and with her right hand, she formed a sword finger, igniting a bean-sized flame of netherfire at her fingertip.

Where the flame burned, a tiny bloodstain appeared on her palm, and crimson blood slowly seeped out.

It was not as bright red as mortal blood, but carried a faint dark golden halo.

Seeing this, Olexia also extended her own left hand.

She did not use any external aids.

She merely traced a light line across her palm with her fingertip, and a more brilliant golden line of blood split open.

Both their expressions tightened as they controlled their divine blood, causing it to hover above their palms.

"With my blood, I accept this promise and forge this alliance." Shang Wan Ning's cold, clear voice rang out.

The dark golden blood in her palm transformed into a thin thread, flying toward the hovering black crystal chip.

"In the name of the Goddess of Desire, Olexia, I abide by this oath and seal this contract!"

Olexia's voice followed in agreement, her crimson-gold blood turning into a streak of light, following closely behind.

Two distinct yet evenly matched streams of divine blood struck the black crystal chip almost simultaneously.

"Hum—!"

Divine power fluctuations, centered on the subordinate god contract, swept madly in all directions.

On the contract, Shang Wan Ning's nether power and Olexia's fire of desire intertwined and entangled.

It faintly manifested into a towering, incomparably majestic phantom of a deity.

One hand held the Reincarnation Dharma Disk, like a ruler controlling the cycle of life and death; the other held the Scepter of Desire, like a deity ruling over the desires of the world.

Outside the hotel, the originally gloomy Yin Street suddenly saw the wind and clouds change color.

Dark clouds gathered rapidly, layer upon layer... obscuring the sky and sun, swallowing the sky above Yin Street completely.

Amidst lightning and thunder, a gale roared like an angry dragon, and the entire street was submerged by the sudden phenomenon.

"Hiss..."

The moment the blood merged into the contract.

Shang Wan Ning and Olexia simultaneously felt a connection and a binding force from the depths of their divine souls.

It was as if a spider's thread had quietly formed, yet it was as firm as a rock.

Following that, the vague phantom of the deity gradually dissipated.

The light on the black crystal chip also receded like a tide, becoming restrained.

The previously surging divine power fluctuations slowly calmed, yet the air was still permeated with a heart-palpitating aura of laws.

The "subordinate god contract" shimmered with a dazzling golden light.

Like the brightest star in the night sky, it shone brilliantly.

Finally, with a "whoosh," it transformed into two streaks of light, sinking into the space between the brows of Shang Wan Ning and Olexia, respectively.

Both of their bodies trembled slightly.

The invisible contract brand was like a towering tree rooted in the depths of their souls, having already established an extremely close connection with their own soul origins.

The celestial phenomenon triggered by the signing of the contract on Yin Street was pacified and returned to calm.

Dark clouds dissipated, thunder faded into the distance, as if all that had happened before was but an illusory dream.

Shang Wan Ning half-opened her eyes, her expression lazy.

A calm smile hung on the corner of her lips. "Only in the midst of change can the true nature of a deity be revealed."

"The Underworld has been dormant for too long; it is time, in this new era, to compose its own biography."

"As for how the chess game unfolds, I shall wait and see, and I am happy to hold the piece and make my move in this ever-changing game."

Olexia rubbed her wrist, as if she were truly seeing Shang Wan Ning for the first time.

【Sure enough, only after becoming one of her own did she stop hiding her ambition.】

Of course, the Goddess of Desire also liked Shang Wan Ning's straightforwardness.

With a boss who has ambition, she, the new shareholder, doesn't have to worry about not getting dividends!

"Spiritual Energy Revival, all things strive for growth."

"This is both the best of times and the worst of times."