Little Junior Sister, We Can’t Handle This Grind Anymore - Chapter 42

The red spider lily between Mo Jinghong’s brows grew even more vivid, accentuating his peerlessly handsome features.

His fingers twitched slightly. The Heaven-Shrouding Eye sensed an aura of absolute annihilation and finally realized Mo Jinghong truly had the power to destroy it. Only then did it believe his earlier words.

The Heaven-Shrouding Eye hurriedly begged for mercy, shrinking into a small, dark, and oddly docile ball.

If it had known it could become a legitimate Heavenly Dao, it would never have sided with the Heavenly Emperor!

The Heavenly Emperor had promised to appoint it as the Heavenly Dao once the Lord of the Heavenly Dao was subdued… someday.

But this Mo Jinghong could make it a true Heavenly Dao now.

Only a fool would choose the Heavenly Emperor over Mo Jinghong.

“Too late,” Mo Jinghong’s expression was utterly cold and detached. He made a move to crush it.

The Heaven-Shrouding Eye panicked. “I know many of the Heavenly Emperor’s secrets! He has agents hidden in this minor world! If I’m gone, he’ll know immediately that something has changed here!”

Mo Jinghong remained unmoved.

The Heaven-Shrouding Eye grew even more frantic. “That… that… I control the teleportation permissions for this world! As long as I’m here, the Heavenly Emperor won’t be able to enter this minor world for a hundred years!”

“Are you submitting sincerely?” Mo Jinghong’s gaze was sharp and cold.

“I swear to the Heavenly Dao, my submission is sincere!” The Heaven-Shrouding Eye blurted the oath out before it even fully processed it.

Mo Jinghong didn’t press the matter further. He descended gracefully before Feng Qingran and said to the Heaven-Shrouding Eye, “Form a master-servant contract with her. She is the master; you are the servant.”

Feng Qingran stared, bewildered, at the black ball that was practically shoved in her face and took a silent step back.

Her beautiful eyes fixed on Mo Jinghong. Had Seventh Senior Brother been addled by the lightning?

“She’s just a worthless Foundation Establishment cultivator, she doesn’t deserve—” The Heaven-Shrouding Eye’s protest was cut short as that annihilating aura washed over it again.

It immediately changed its tune. “I’m the worthless one, how could I possibly be worthy of a contract with her?!”

“Senior Brother, what is this… lump?” Feng Qingran’s almond-shaped eyes glinted coldly. How dare it look down on her? She’d make it regret that later.

Instantly, the Heaven-Shrouding Eye puffed up like an angry hedgehog from a smooth ball.

If not for Mo Jinghong’s suppression, it might have lunged forward to devour Feng Qingran.

Feng Qingran felt the oppressive aura hit her, her face paling slightly. In that instant, the mysterious power within her surfaced once more and devoured the pressure.

Relieved, Feng Qingran swung her pink fist, ready to pummel the black ball.

“Seventh Senior Brother, I want to contract it!” Feng Qingran’s eyebrows rose slightly, unable to conceal her stunning beauty. Her half-curved almond eyes sparkled with a clever, expectant smile.

The Heaven-Shrouding Eye wanted to struggle, but under Mo Jinghong’s forceful suppression, it found it couldn’t muster even a shred of resistance.

A brilliant light bloomed at Mo Jinghong’s feet, forming a luminous array that resembled a blooming red spider lily.

Feng Qingran looked down. The contract array looked familiar…?

“Little Junior Sister, attach a wisp of your divine sense to it,” Mo Jinghong’s deep voice interrupted her thoughts.

Feng Qingran obediently attached a strand of her divine sense to the black ball without asking why they weren’t using a blood essence contract.

The Heaven-Shrouding Eye let out a pained, miserable thunderous roar.

Another thread appeared on Feng Qingran’s divine sense. There were five threads now.

Five?

Yuanbao, Dandan, and the Heaven-Shrouding Eye only made three. Who did the other two belong to?

Feng Qingran was utterly perplexed.

When she had contracted Yuanbao, there had been three threads. She had thought it was because the Void Space was so powerful it required three strands of divine sense to anchor it.

But now, after contracting the Heaven-Shrouding Eye, she realized she had no idea who the other two contracts were with!

Hmph!

Taking advantage of her because she wasn’t strong enough to trace the other ends of those divine sense threads, were they?

Just wait!

Mo Jinghong saw Feng Qingran clenching her fist in his direction and flicked her forehead. “Is Little Junior Sister dissatisfied?”

“Ouch!” Feng Qingran covered her forehead, her almond eyes wide with innocence. “Seventh Senior Brother, I was just thinking about something.”

Mo Jinghong chuckled lightly. “It needs to return to the sky. It won’t appear again until you reach God Transformation rank.”

“It’s not coming with us? Won’t it be hard to catch again once it’s back in the sky?” Feng Qingran stared at the black ball. When it wasn’t puffed up, it looked like a cloud and was rather cute.

“Wuuu wuuu…” The Heaven-Shrouding Eye was miserable. This worthless master actually wanted to keep it around? Preposterous!

If not for Mo Jinghong, it would never have contracted with this trash.

“Seventh Senior Brother, can I hit it? It’s insulting me!” Feng Qingran’s gaze turned sinister as she stared at the Heaven-Shrouding Eye.

“You may. You are its master; you can command it as you wish.” Mo Jinghong’s tone implied she should hit it now while she had the chance, before it returned to the sky and was out of reach.

Feng Qingran reached out a jade-like hand, grabbed the Heaven-Shrouding Eye, and produced a cup of dark green liquid. She held it near the black ball and threatened, “Drink it!”

So it dared to call her worthless? Time for its comeuppance.

The Heaven-Shrouding Eye stared at the dark green liquid, stunned.

It had been prepared to be pummeled by Feng Qingran—her cultivation was low, so it wouldn’t hurt much.

Instead, Feng Qingzang brought out this disgusting thing and told it to drink!

It was the Heaven-Shrouding Eye, not a pet! This was an insult!

“Drink. If you don’t, the next punishment will be even worse.” Feng Qingran narrowed her almond eyes, emanating a chilling aura.