Chapter 217: 217 Give Up Earlier (first update)
A written pledge?
Chu Jin’s interest intensified even more.
"Are you sure?" Chu Jin raised her eyebrows slightly at Zheng Chuyi, her tone slightly cool.
A triumphant flash crossed Zheng Chuyi’s eyes, barely containing her excitent, "Of course!"
Of course, a written pledge was necessary—tonight, she was determined to make this commoner completely hers!
A re mortal dared to vie with her for that position! What overconfidence!
As long as the written pledge was set in black and white, Mo Zhixuan would have no ground to stand on later!
She wanted this commoner to serve her as a slave forever!
Let’s see who could protect her then!
At her side, Jia Zhuo was also thrilled, suppressing the pain in her body as she rose from her chair, "Sister Chuyi, I’ll go prepare for you."
"Good, then I’ll trouble you," Zheng Chuyi nodded.
"Jin..." Mo Zhixuan looked down at her, the concern in his eyes evident.
This was probably the first ti Mo Zhixuan had shown such expression for a woman.
Why should a commoner monopolize it when he himself had not yet enjoyed such concern?
Zheng Chuyi’s fists clenched involuntarily, she bit her lip as she looked at the two in front of her, finding it unbearably irritating!
"Don’t worry," Chu Jin squeezed his hand, signaling him to be at ease.
"Little Zhi," the elder Mrs. Mo sitting at the main seat also looked worriedly at Tong Zhi, "You don’t think sothing will go wrong, do you?"
Even if this future daughter-in-law possessed a special ability, when it ca to the matter of a bloodline, no one could defy the heavens.
In the Superpower World, there was only one Bloodline of Fire Bathing Chosen Daughter, and that was Zheng Chuyi.
Not to ntion this spiritually barren ordinary world.
The elder Mrs. Mo knew all too well that there were no such things as the Bloodline of Fire Bathing in this ordinary world!
Having finally found a daughter-in-law who satisfied her greatly, she didn’t want a bet to ruin it all.
She knew full well that Zheng Chuyi was not joking in the slightest.
"Sister," Tong Zhi smiled, gently patting the elder Mrs. Mo’s hand for reassurance, "Don’t worry. Like Xunian said, who knows if there’s only one Bloodline of Fire Bathing Chosen Daughter in the world?"
Although Tong Zhi said this, she felt a hint of worry mixed with anticipation in her heart.
She was looking forward to witnessing that miraculous event.
"Mo Xiaosan, how can you still eat so happily?" Duanmu Zhe watched Mo Qingyi cracking lon seeds in a sowhat speechless manner.
This foolish girl, at such a critical mont, still cracking lon seeds so carefreely!
Didn’t she realize the gravity of the situation?
"What? Does my eating lon seeds bother you?" Mo Qingyi held out so lon seeds to Duanmu Zhe with a grin, "How about you have so too?"
Duanmu Zhe picked up a lon seed, speaking calmly, "Aren’t you close to your sister-in-law? She’s in trouble now, shouldn’t you be helping her instead of sitting here? Or do you really want her to cancel the marriage with your brother and beco Zheng Missy’s slave?"
"Hehehe," upon hearing this, Mo Qingyi chuckled, her cat-like eyes twinkling with cunning, "My Jin losing? Just wait and watch the drama unfold. It’s not yet certain who will serve whom!"
Mo Qingyi knew Chu Jin very well and knew that her Chu Jin never entered a battle unprepared. If she didn’t have confidence, would she have boldly accepted Zheng Chuyi’s challenge?
Duanmu Zhe placed the peeled lon seed into a plate and continued, "So you trust her that much?"
Mo Qingyi lifted her chin, her gaze fixed on the person under the crystal light, a glint flashing in her eyes, "Absolutely."
Her trust in Chu Jin was unconditional!
Zhou Xunian also felt a vague sense of worry. He had originally just wanted Chu Jin to try playing the Konghou; he hadn’t expected things to escalate to this level.
If Jin were unable to play the Konghou, how would they even begin to resolve this?
Would Jin actually be forced to serve Zheng Chuyi as a lifeti slave?
Now it seed the situation had indeed taken a serious turn.
The calst person in the hall had to be Gan Mingxie, whose pair of pitch-black eagle eyes serenely gazed over, excitent flickering in their depths.
He hadn’t expected the harvest from his visit to the mortal realm to be so great, not only had he witnessed the legendary ancient Konghou, but he also saw such an interesting affair.
This place was much more entertaining than the cold Underworld.
Jia Zhuo quickly returned, and unlike when she left, she now had two pieces of white paper in her hand.
Ignoring Chu Jin, she walked straight to Zheng Chuyi and stopped, "Sister Chuyi, these are the prepared docunts."
Rather than calling them docunts, they were more accurately described as a contract.
It was a unique master-servant contract from the Superpower World that required a blood oath. Once the contract took effect, the loser would be bound for eternity, unable to escape their servitude.
Mo Zhixuan recognized the contract at a glance, and his dangerous phoenix eyes filled with coldness, "Jia Zhuo, aren’t you going too far?"
"Too far?" Jia Zhuo smiled lightly, "Ninth Brother, how am I going too far? Miss Chu herself agreed to this. I’m just offering so help."
Since this commoner had already accepted the challenge, she would not let her have a chance to turn things around!
Once she signed this contract, even with Mo Zhixuan’s abilities, he would be helpless!
Zheng Chuyi imdiately picked up a pen and signed her na on both pieces of paper.
"Miss Chu, it’s your turn," Zheng Chuyi said, very pleased as she handed the pen and paper to Chu Jin.
Chu Jin slightly curved her lips, took the paper, and without hesitation, signed her na on it.
No sooner had Chu Jin finished signing than Zheng Chuyi eagerly snatched the paper from her hand, unable to mask the excitent in her heart at the sight of the signature, her mouth curling up in a deep arc.
"We each have a copy; I hope Miss Chu can still be as composed by then." After verifying the signatures, Zheng Chuyi handed one of the papers to Chu Jin.
"I equally hope Miss Zheng can keep enjoying her triumph." Chu Jin slightly curved her lips, carelessly stuffing the paper into Mo Zhixuan’s hand before she walked towards the Konghou.
The smile on Zheng Chuyi’s lips stiffened for a mont. Commoners will be commoners—struggling on her deathbed at a ti like this!
The closer Chu Jin got to the Konghou, the stronger that familiar sensation beca, mixed with a tinge of ti-worn sentint.
She slowly inclined her body to sit by the Konghou, her heart inexplicably filled with sorrow as she gazed at the unfamiliar yet familiar instrunt before her. Her hands unconsciously stroked its body, and as she admired its exquisite carvings, that sad feeling intensified.
The sensation was like eting an old friend not seen for many years, suddenly reunited.
Every pair of eyes present was intensely fixed on her.
Not even daring to breathe loudly, for fear of missing sothing.
At that mont, Chu Jin was completely in another space.
Now, she could not sense any of the unusual gazes from the outside; it was as if all things in the world had vanished into nothingness, and all she could see was this ancient Konghou before her eyes.
To others, this might just be an instrunt.
But through this Konghou, she saw scenes invisible to others, felt emotions unfelt by others.
Whether sad or joyous, mournful or happy.
The emotions had already fused with the Konghou into one.
Seeing her motionless for a long ti, Zheng Chuyi couldn’t help but speak up, "Miss Chu, everyone’s ti is precious, could you please hurry up?"
She could hardly wait to trample Chu Jin ruthlessly under her feet.
"Exactly," Jia Zhuo chid in, "Miss Chu, I’ve always said, one must know their limits. Not everyone has the Bloodline of Fire Bathing. It would be better for you to concede early, to avoid wasting everyone’s ti here."
This lowly commoner dares to fantasize about mastering the Konghou once used by an empress—it’s a laughable pipe dream!
The voices reaching her ears abruptly pulled Chu Jin back to reality, the sorrow in her heart gradually dissipating, leaving just a single tear at the corner of her eye.
Her pale, delicate fingers slowly caressed the strings of the Konghou. With a slight tilt of her gaze, every smile, every gesture, was exceptionally pleasing to the eye, her movents graceful and professional—yet these were not rely for show.
As Chu Jin moved, Zheng Chuyi’s smile grew even more triumphant.
Tonight, she was destined to be the center of everyone’s attention!
The next second, Chu Jin lightly plucked a string with her index finger.
Everyone held their breath in anticipation, following Chu Jin’s actions.
Zheng Chuyi too stared intensely at Chu Jin’s hand as it touched the string, her heart lodged in her throat.
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