He checked the job description; everything else remained the same, except for one change.
[God-Level Contract Master: Communicates with the world, contracts with all things.
Can form contracts with all things, mastering the mysteries of the world.]
[God-Level Contract Masters have Equal Contracts, Human-Master Contracts, and Agreement Contracts.]
[Human-Master Contract: The contracted party will obey the contract master's commands 100% and will never betray.]
[Equal Contract: Both parties treat each other as equals, mutually benefiting.]
[Agreement Contract: Both parties negotiate and form contracts with different rules.]
[God-Level Contract Master: Allows the "contracted party" of a "living entity" to evolve once.]
Contracting with all things?
Fang Xian was a little confused. Could he even contract with air, sunlight, and the heavens and earth?
In other words, could he contract with the entire Great Thousand World?
If that were true, then he was all things, and all things were him.
A truly transcendent existence.
But how to communicate with the world? How to form contracts?
He slowly closed his eyes, trying to sense his surroundings.
Soon he sensed that he was surrounded by a misty haze, blurry and elusive.
Slowly, under his perception, faint rays of light began to crisscross, forming a net of light and shadow.
He reached out, trying to touch it.
But his consciousness couldn't penetrate this net; he couldn't see the shimmering points of light and shadow, the drifting, unknown objects within it.
After several attempts, he could only clearly sense their existence, but couldn't enter their world.
It was like another dimension, a distant place.
He tried to communicate, but no matter how much his consciousness called out to the net of light and shadow, it was like throwing stones into the sea—no response.
It was as if his voice had entered a vacuum, unable to travel inside.
After many fruitless attempts, Fang Xian decided to temporarily abandon his research.
He slowly opened his eyes, and Lucifer, who was guarding him, inquired with concern.
"Honey, are you alright?"
"No."
"Huh? What is it?"
"I've been holding it in for over a month, and I'm really irritable."
"Then..."
...
Fang Xian slowly stood up. Besides bringing the concept of "contracting with all things," another highlight of the "God-Level Contract Master" is the ability to evolve the "contract object."
Now he'd help Lucifer evolve and see what the effect would be.
He gently stroked Lucifer's head, and with a thought, a strange power surged into Lucifer's body.
As the energy flowed in, twelve black wings burst forth from Lucifer's back.
Immediately afterward, a flash of light, and new black wings slowly grew from her back.
One, two, three, four—each wing's birth was accompanied by a thunderous roar, and the dark aura grew even stronger.
Demonic flames surged in her eyes, and all four newly grown wings unfolded. The entire "Burial Hill of Gods" was enveloped by her oppressive aura, causing all living beings to tremble in fear.
Lucifer's face grew even more stern, and a mysterious and eerie mark of a fallen angel appeared on her forehead.
At this moment, she had evolved from a "twelve-winged fallen angel" into the unparalleled "sixteen-winged fallen angel," becoming a unique and awe-inspiring being in the world.
Fang Xian could clearly sense Lucifer's transformation; that powerful, suffocating aura surpassed that of any creature imprisoned in the "Burial Hill of Gods."
"Husband...this..."
Lucifer's eyes widened, filled with shock and disbelief.
Her gaze focused on Fang Xian, her eyes brimming with love.
"Husband, thank you."
Fang Xian smiled gently, his eyes filled with doting affection.
"We're family, no need for thanks."
"Let's go, let's go up."
Fang Xian had already surveyed the surroundings but found nothing of value; there was no need to linger.
Now, it was time to subdue the ancient gods imprisoned here.
They returned first to the prison of the Angel of Slaughter, Sheila. Upon entering, Sheila stared at Lucifer in astonishment, her voice trembling slightly.
"A sixteen-winged fallen angel?! This—how is this possible!"
"You…how exactly did you break through the twelve-wing limit…"
Lucifer, arm in arm with Fang Xian, said smugly:
"Naturally, my husband helped me evolve."
Sheila looked at Fang Xian with her beautiful eyes. She couldn't understand how a human could possess such an ability.
That was a "sixteen-winged fallen angel," a completely new form never before seen in history.
Even she had never imagined that one could evolve beyond twelve wings; this completely overturned her understanding.
"Fang Xian, can you tell me how you did it?"
Fang Xian found Sheila's incredibly eager expression amusing, a stark contrast to her previous coldness.
"Telling you won't help, since only I can do this."
Sheila was slightly disappointed, but then, as if remembering something, she hurriedly asked.
"You mean, you made Lucifer evolve? Then can you help me evolve too?"
Fang Xian looked at the now-tricked Sheila, revealing an innocent expression.
"Of course."
"If you help me evolve into a 'Sixteen-Winged Fallen Angel,' I might be able to break the seal and escape from 'Burial Hill of Gods.'"
"Absolutely possible."
Hearing Fang Xian's affirmative answer, Sheila's hope was completely rekindled.
Having been trapped for 100,000 years, she wanted to leave "Burial Hill of Gods" more than anyone else.
"Fang Xian, what do I need to do to help me evolve?"
Fang Xian's lips curled slightly; Sheila had finally fallen for his trap.
He knew Sheila was immune to mind-control techniques, which was why he deliberately revealed this information to her, making her surrender willingly.
In fact, breaking the seal didn't require Sheila to become a "Sixteen-Winged Fallen Angel"; Fang Xian himself could do it.
The books of the Human Emperor explained that as long as the seal of the "Great Dao Fruit" was broken, the seals throughout the "Burial Hill of Gods" would weaken, and with a little trickery, the seals could be broken, freeing them.
But Fang Xian wasn't a saint; he wouldn't easily release someone without benefit or loyalty.
Only by becoming his contractual partner can one gain the chance to leave.
He unleashed his "Eye of Insight" upon Sheila.
[Name: Sheila
Age: 100028
Gender: Female
Race: Fallen Angel
Occupation: Knight
Talent: SSS
Appearance: 93
Figure: 95
Height: 171
Character: Perfect]
Level: LV1000
Affection: 70
Imprisoned for 100,000 years, meaning Sheila's true age is around 26 or 27.
After all, time froze the moment they were sealed in the "Burial Hill of Gods," otherwise they wouldn't have survived for so long.
Fang Xian looked at Sheila and smiled slyly.
"Sheila, become my contract partner, and I will grant you your freedom, and then make you
—a sixteen-winged fallen angel."