Translator: Tamon Translation Checker: Silavin [Of course he has no mines on him; he just got reborn.] Chen Changan thought with disappointment. [What a blunder.] Chen Changan stared at the monk, putting the child on edge and uncertain for his second life. [What did I say?] Chen Changan was deep in thought. Letting Wu Ming go was not an option. Once he left, Chen Changan had no leverage, but there was no other way to solve this issue either. The boundless power once again slammed into Wu Ming, scaring him to death. “Fellow Daoist, we can talk it out. There’s no need for violence.” “I have no interest in going to Sumeru Immortal Domain.” Chen Changan stated. “Fellow Daoist, how else can you get the mines?” Wu Ming was stumped. The mines couldn’t just be moved to Nine Province Continent, now could they? Chen Changan never thought it through, but this was not the time to think about his lapse in judgment. “Little monk, what do you want, to live or die?” “Fellow Daoist, I want to live.” Wu Ming answered. Chen Changan said, “What proof do you have of being Sumeru Immortal Domain’s Domain Lord?” “Fellow Daoist, I am willing to make a Dao Oath to make you believe.” Chen Changan said. “Then I believe you.” He thought about something else: “Little monk, with no way of bringing me the mines, the only way for you to live is to take me as your lord.” “Fellow Daoist, that’s crossing the line.” There was no way the once Domain Lord could accept such a thing. It was an insult to his name! “With my status in Sumeru Immortal Domain, I could never take Fellow Daoist for my lord!” “Then die.” Chen Changan’s destructive power was unleashed as death swept Wu Ming in its dark embrace. Wu Ming winced at Chen Changan’s forwardness. [I was only kidding here! And you want to kill me? Ever heard of kindness gets you rich?] Though Wu Ming knew Chen Changan could kill him in a blink. So without delay, he blurted, “Fellow Daoist, I was only kidding. Don’t take it seriously.” Wu Ming slumped to his knees. “I greet the Lord, wishing you eternal glory and fortune!” Ling Bao’er: “…” Foxy: “…” Chen Changan, “…” [Spineless.] Chen Changan was silent. [And he’s a Domain Lord?] Chen Changan was skeptical. Wu Ming was awkward, blushing hard. He didn’t want to but was left with no choice. Only begging would keep his life. He just got reborn and wanted to stay alive for as long as possible. And since this time was his last chance at life, nothing was more important than living, even trampling his own pride. With the new allegiance established, Chen Changan would spare him. Though Chen Changan still wasn’t content as he had no way of controlling Wu Ming. So he resorted to scare tactics, his true mastery. “Show me your soul.” Chen Changan demanded. Wu Ming gapped but still followed. He felt a sudden force slam into his soul. Like a lightning strike, it caused tremendous pain as he collapsed. He paled and coughed blood nonstop. It lasted only an instant, but enough to make Wu Ming want to die from that hellish pain. [Come on, man, I already called you lord and everything! Are you still going to kill me?] “I left a death mark on your soul, and I can destroy it with a thought no matter where you are.” The flat words carried a chilling killing intent. [Damn, you are so ruthless.] Wu Ming was scared to death. He scanned his soul but found no trace of that mark Chen Changan talked about. Chen Changan said, “You’ll never find it. Do what I say, and I won’t kill you.” Wu Ming’s face fell, trusting Chen Changan’s words completely. That soul pain was sheer torture, on the brink of snuffing him out. He believed it to be the death mark’s cause and nothing else. Especially not that Chen Changan was bullshitting and intimidating him. Chen Changan smiled like a grandmaster. “As you call me Lord, I shall let you off with this.” The pressure was gone from Wu Ming. Wu Ming eased a breath. “Many thanks, Lord.” “What’s your cultivation?” Chen Changan asked. With no point in crying over spilled milk, he did what he was told. Chen Changan controlled his life, so he didn’t have much choice. But hatred and regret lingered still. [It’s all this bloody Vajra Demon Pestle’s fault for not telling me sooner about Wu Liang’s demise.] He wasn’t that stupid to go at Chen Changan if he knew, fleeing instead. Not that he could, still within Absolute Domain’s limits, but it was a nice thought he had options. “Lord, I have just been reborn, but with the Immortal Energy and the power within the Buddhist item, I just entered the Immortal Stage. I may even reach an immortal’s power if I use Vajra Demon Pestle.” “Vajra Demon Pestle must be quite good in battle.” “Yes, a precious treasure of the Buddhist path. It contains Buddhist hymns boosting one’s cultivation and unleashing incredible power.” Chen Changan said, “When will you return to the Sumeru Immortal Domain?” Chen Changan got to the point. Wu Ming was now under him, and Chen Changan didn’t need to ascend. His subordinate would be sure to get him his goods. He was once a Domain Lord, even if thirty millennia ago. He should still have some sway in the Sumeru Immortal Domain. He would work hard to get those Immortal Mines mined and to bring back the valuable Immortal Stones. This was Chen Changan’s goal.