Yun Xiaoyao's words caused Yan Qingying's expression to change slightly.
"Eternal life," this term carries significant weight.
If Yan Qingying agreed, it would an she would forever beco Yun Xiaoyao's person.
From then on, she would have only one master, with Yun Xiaoyao's mark imprinted in her very flesh and blood.
This condition seed harsh, but it depended on who was making the offer.
No one would willingly submit to a diocre person.
But was Yun Xiaoyao diocre?
He was not only not diocre; he was extraordinary, one of the most distinguished individuals in the celestial realm.
Submitting to such an existence was not a humiliation but rather an honor.
In fact, even being a slave to Yun Xiaoyao was sothing many would compete for.
Su Ziqiong was a vivid example of this.
At this mont, Su Ziqiong's eyes were turning red with jealousy.
She had worked hard to gain an opportunity to beco Yun Xiaoyao's female slave.
Yet this girl nad Yan Qingying actually had the qualification to follow Yun Xiaoyao.
The status of a slave and that of a follower were worlds apart.
Not only Su Ziqiong, but the cultivators from the Battle Demon Hall present also showed envious gazes.
Following a young master from the celestial realm would surely lead to soaring success in the future.
Yan Qingying had not expected Yun Xiaoyao to propose such a condition.
This was even a form of preferential treatnt for her.
Yan Qingying thought Yun Xiaoyao might propose sothing even more outrageous.
However, she quickly realized that if it weren't for her identity as the inheritor of the Devouring Demon Technique, Yun Xiaoyao probably wouldn't even glance at her.
A woman?
Desiring her body?
With Yun Xiaoyao's status, would he lack won?
Yan Qingying had enough self-awareness; although she was beautiful, Yun Xiaoyao would not be interested in her.
Her only valuable trait was her identity as the inheritor of the Devouring Demon Technique.
Yun Xiaoyao indeed thought this way.
Up until now, aside from Jun Zhangjian and the others, his true followers were limited to a single inheritor of an ancient imperial clan, Yi Yu.
Now, having encountered a defiant woman, if he could recruit her as a follower, that would be quite good.
Yun Xiaoyao had never intended to kill all the Defiant Ten.
As long as the Defiant Son did not provoke him, Yun Xiaoyao would not call for bloodshed; instead, he would have the intention to subdue.
After all, such defiant individuals gathered the fortune of the world; if nurtured well, they would surely beco powerful in the future.
Yun Xiaoyao also had plans, similar to his father, to cultivate a group of divine kings and their followers.
Moreover, Yan Qingying's personality was sowhat unique.
Other won who saw Yun Xiaoyao all turned into eager admirers, constantly flattering him to the point where Yun Xiaoyao felt sowhat annoyed.
But Yan Qingying, with her cool deanor, carried a hint of darkness, indifference, and a domineering aura due to the Devouring Demon Technique.
Such a girl should not turn into a submissive admirer, right?
Yan Qingying let out a light breath.
Though small, her well-shaped chest gently rose and fell.
"Alright, Qingying agrees, as long as the Defiant Son dies, Qingying will follow you for eternity!" Yan Qingying bowed to Yun Xiaoyao.
The reason she requested Yun Xiaoyao to kill the Defiant Son was that, based on her own strength, she might have the ability to kill him in the future.
But who knew how long that would take?
Yan Qingying's hatred for the Defiant Son had reached its peak.
She wished for nothing more than for the Defiant Son to die a miserable death before her!
"Good, since you have agreed, then this Divine Son will naturally fulfill his promise to you," Yun Xiaoyao nodded.
The Defiant Son had already accepted the challenge; he and the Defiant Son would eventually have to fight.
For Yun Xiaoyao, defeating or killing made no difference.
Just because others dared not kill the Defiant Son did not an Yun Xiaoyao was afraid.
Then, Yun Xiaoyao dismissed everyone, leaving only Yan Qingying.
"Now, hand over the Devouring Demon Technique," Yun Xiaoyao said.
Yan Qingying nodded slightly; she believed Yun Xiaoyao would not go back on his word to a small person like her.
She then passed the thod of the Devouring Demon Technique to Yun Xiaoyao.
With Yun Xiaoyao's monstrous talent, he quickly grasped it.
He savored it carefully and couldn't help but marvel inwardly.
The Devouring Demon Technique was indeed a renowned demonic art in the celestial realm, with extrely domineering power.
It absorbed the heavens and earth, devoured gods and demons, refining all things.
In a sense, it was sowhat similar to the Hell Furnace derived from the Divine Elephant's Suppression Technique.
However, the Hell Furnace was clearly not as domineering as the Devouring Demon Technique.
Moreover, the Devouring Demon Technique had a unique feature: it could rebound the absorbed powers back.
That was sothing noteworthy.
After Yun Xiaoyao carefully comprehended it, he slowly raised his hand.
With a surge of mana, a small black vortex appeared in his palm.
This small vortex emitted a pulling force, devouring the surrounding matter.
"Is this it? Has it succeeded?"
Yan Qingying's beautiful eyes widened in astonishnt.
Even she, as the inheritor of the Devouring Demon Technique, took a long ti to initially comprehend it.
Her brother, who was considered extraordinarily gifted, also spent a lot of ti before he could barely use it.
Yet Yun Xiaoyao had just obtained the thod of the Devouring Demon Technique and, after only a brief mont of comprehension, was able to use it.
The gap was too vast, leaving Yan Qingying feeling incredulous.
She finally understood how monstrous Yun Xiaoyao's talent was!
In front of Yun Xiaoyao, she, the inheritor of the Devouring Demon Technique, was truly nothing.
"Not bad, so gains," Yun Xiaoyao nodded.
Seeing Yan Qingying's astonished expression, he knew this inheritor of the Devouring Demon Technique felt sowhat disheartened.
"Don't compare yourself to ; I'm not human," Yun Xiaoyao casually remarked.
Yan Qingying: "..."
After calming her emotions, Yan Qingying hesitated slightly and then activated her internal mana.
A colorful mass, swirling with strands of blood-red aura, erged.
It was the world's origin of the Senluo Continent.
"What is this..." Yun Xiaoyao looked at Yan Qingying.
"Qingying believes that with your strength, you should be able to fulfill the condition. Since that is the case, Qingying should also act sincerely."
"Qingying knows she doesn't have much to offer that would catch your eye, so please accept this world's origin."
Yan Qingying's tone was cool but carried a firm resolve.
She understood the principle of reciprocity.
Yun Xiaoyao paused for a mont and then accepted the world's origin without hesitation.
In the future, when he went to the Heroic Spirit Altar to pave the way for his own path, the more world's origin he had, the better.
However, Yun Xiaoyao did not want to take advantage of Yan Qingying.
He said, "You possess the Devouring Demon Technique, which can absorb and refine all things. I won't take advantage of you; after I defeat the Defiant Son, I'll directly suppress him for you to refine."
Yun Xiaoyao spoke casually.
But the words he uttered were enough to astonish others.
How could the mighty Defiant Son be reduced to sothing so insignificant in Yun Xiaoyao's words?
"Thank you, Young Master!"
Yan Qingying was more than eager for this.
Her hatred for the Defiant Son was deeply rooted; being able to personally tornt him and send him to hell was far more important than any world's origin.
Perhaps even the Defiant Son had not anticipated this.
Before the battle had even begun, Yun Xiaoyao had already started planning how to deal with him.
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