Chapter 707: Chapter 351: Disposition and Great Joy
"First, tell me how you got in?"
After a long silence, Ronan slowly spoke.
Heather slowly crawled up from the ground, having rolled around for a while. Her magic robe was covered with dust, her hair and clothes were disheveled, and her cheeks were sweaty, looking quite messy.
Yet she displayed unprecedented gentleness and obedience.
"I followed behind you. After you entered the Forgotten Land, I sneaked in too..."
"How did you unlock the array sealing outside the Forgotten Land?"
"Zalan has the key to open the array. He’s always been my grandmother’s pursuer, so I secretly reprinted a copy..."
"..."
Ronan thought for a while, looked at Heather in front of him, and calmly said, "So, you came in just to find a chance to cause me some trouble?"
Heather bit her lip and whispered, "Not entirely. Mainly, I wanted to see what secret you were hiding that made Misha concede in the final round..."
This was quite consistent with what Ronan thought.
With the Spirit Lake contract in place, Heather couldn’t directly harm him, so she could only try to cause Ronan some trouble, satisfying her long-held grievance for revenge.
This was also why Ronan didn’t go to the extreme of killing her.
Of course, if the Element Pool were destroyed, the result might have been different.
"Now you know why Misha lost?"
Ronan looked at Heather and spoke calmly.
Heather quickly nodded, her eyes filled with disbelief and terror that she hadn’t fully digested yet.
Evidently, Ronan’s transformation into the "Ancient Mara’s Body" earlier, and his ability to instantly defeat a Fifth-rank Mosquito Monster twice, had left an indelible shadow in her mind.
While everyone thought Ronan had relied on the Deep Sea Elder’s "advantage" to force Misha to relinquish the position of the Son of the Deep Sea, no one realized the truth was that in the direct confrontation... Level 5 Misha was simply no match for Ronan!
Under the guise of a Level 4 Early-stage Wizard, Ronan was hiding an ancient and terrifying Ancient Demon!
"You should have seen that the contracts of Spirit Lake and Deep Sea don’t restrict me..."
Ronan spoke blandly: "You’ve caused me some trouble and learned my secret, now I give you two choices..."
"I’m willing to sign a contract with you, master and servant, the most stringent kind!"
Heather quickly spoke, her eyes staring straight at Ronan, with a hint of pleading and even anticipation.
Under Ronan’s gaze, he was silent for a moment, finally nodding, "Alright."
Fingers traced through the air, sketching fiery scorch marks.
Ronan quickly drafted a master-servant soul contract, much stricter than the one he had for Alazan, leaving the servant almost without dignity and rights.
In fact, Ronan wasn’t sure if Alazan’s master-servant contract would truly be effective, which was one reason he maintained relative respect for Alazan, but with Heather, he had no such concerns, directly aiming for comprehensive control of her, leaving her no chance to "exploit loopholes."
With the contract drafted, Heather looked it over and hesitated, "Can I... make a request of my own?"
Ronan frowned, "What request do you want to make?"
Heather swiftly wrote some text in the void, and Ronan scanned it briefly, his eyelids twitching at words like "reward," "whipping," "pain," "satisfaction."
Heather looked at him eagerly, her face full of plea.
Ronan fell silent.
After a while, he added what Heather wrote to the soul contract, she instantly became joyful, eagerly biting her fingertip to sign her name.
With the contract established, Ronan heard Heather say to him with gratitude, "Thank you."
Ronan shook his head, speechless.
With the master-servant contract completed, in Ronan’s senses, Heather held almost no secrets. Ronan "examined" Heather’s past, his gaze suddenly becoming somewhat strange.
"You are still a virgin?"
"Yes."
Heather seemed to quickly adapt to her "servant" status, acting even more obedient and compliant than before.
"In this regard, my personality is completely opposite to my grandmother’s, I don’t want to choose my partner too hastily.
As for now..."
Heather brightly looked at Ronan, saying, "Having a master is enough for me!"
Ronan pressed his lips together, slightly unaccustomed to Heather’s term "master," but said nothing; it was one of the conditions Heather had proactively asked to add to the contract.
Heather had tried to seduce Ronan with her body, suggesting some ambiguous implications, leading Ronan to perceive her as a "promiscuous" woman.
After all, this was quite common among Wizards, many Wizards habitually had frequent changes in "bed partners," with quite a large number believing that physical pleasure could stimulate the soul’s growth to some extent.
"So, Master."
Heather’s term for Ronan became smoother, "What can I do for you now?"
Ronan contemplated for a moment, then walked to the edge of the Element Pool, pressing down with one hand in the air.
"Gurgle gurgle gurgle—"
The Element Pool was gently boiling, with deep blue bubbles emerging on its surface, each bubble releasing a Water Elemental Life Form.
Ronan sensed slightly that the energy accumulated in the Element Pool had increased, thanks to the pile of monster corpses he had just thrown in. Now the elemental lives being created were stronger than before.
A total of twelve Water Elemental Lives, Ronan shared the control permissions with Heather, then casually pointed her in a direction and said blandly, "Go explore over there, bring back the corpses of the monsters you kill."
"Yes."
Heather nodded respectfully, without a hint of hesitation, took up her magic wand, and led a group of water elements into the darkness that Ronan indicated.
Heather was at the Level 4 Late Stage in strength, and with the cooperation of a group of Level 3 water elements, an average Level 4 monster shouldn’t pose much of a threat to her.
Of course, if she were too foolish, or unlucky enough to encounter a Fifth Rank monster...
Everyone has to be responsible for their own actions, and Heather is no exception.
After sending off Heather, Ronan refocused his attention back on the Element Pool in front of him.
He took out the corpse of the Fifth-rank Mosquito Monster he had slain earlier and tossed it into the Element Pool.
Just like sulfuric acid corroding flesh, one could visibly see the corpse of the Fifth-rank Mosquito Monster continuously being digested and decomposed by the Element Pool, converting into an endless stream of energy.
"Boom——"
A moment later, the Element Pool suddenly expanded outward, and the entire pool seemed to settle firmly.
Ronan’s eyes brightened, and his mind shifted as he released the "Void Mirror."
Where his hand reached out, a vortex-like rift silently appeared in the air, with the vast Element Pool and a large surrounding area of land being "swallowed" into it...
"Swish——"
Ronan appeared inside the Mist Space, tightly watching the turbulent "oil paint" pool situated on the black soil.
Slowly, the pool’s surface calmed down, returning to a state of tranquility, and only then did Ronan breathe a sigh of relief.
"It’s done."
Although a portion of energy was lost during the transfer process, the Element Pool was successfully relocated inside the Mist Space. From now on, it would be a mobile outpost continually creating elemental lives, freeing Ronan from being bound to one place.
Ronan stood in the Mist Space, sensing the flow of energy particles within the space.
Even after being transferred to the Mist Space, the Element Pool continued to draw energy from the air endlessly. Interestingly, the amount of free energy particles within the Mist Space didn’t decrease; in fact, they seemed to gradually become denser due to the presence of the Element Pool.
This phenomenon seemed to defy logic, but when considered in the context of a space-related artifact, it started to make sense again.
Ronan took out the Deep Knowledge Crown, his eyes fixed on the flickering Element Pool.
Soon, several elemental lives, with Ancient Spirit Text symbols growing on their foreheads, slowly emerged from the Element Pool. Each of them emitted an energy fluctuation comparable to a Level 4.
Suddenly, Ronan’s gaze sharpened. The newly formed bodies of these elemental lives shattered abruptly, much like several water balloons colliding and forming a larger one.
Among them, several core Ancient Spirit Texts merged with each other, gradually forming more advanced and mysterious spiritual text symbols.
The vast Element Pool roiled violently, drawing energy continuously from the pool, quickly lowering the water level.....
"Splatter——"
Finally, the water balloon burst, the liquid energy splashed back into the pool, and the symbols of the Ancient Spirit Texts quietly vanished in the void.
"Still lacking a bit..."
Ronan grasped the Deep Knowledge Crown thoughtfully, "But a Fifth Rank Elemental Life Form is still possible. However, currently, the accumulation in the Element Pool is still too weak to support the birth of a Fifth Rank Elemental Life Form..."
If Ronan could "pull up" an army composed entirely of Fifth Rank elements, it would undoubtedly make the exploration mission of the Ancient Waterway much smoother.
"A team of Fifth Rank Elemental Lives, as easy to command as one’s own limb, tireless and unafraid of death, this advantage is too significant...
No other forces could compare, even if they also possess an Element Pool... Who else can carry an Element Pool around like I can?"
As Ronan thought about this, he suddenly squinted his eyes, staring intently at the bottom of the Element Pool.
Suddenly, he reached out, his fingers simulating a grabbing motion, and from the bottom of the Element Pool, several gem-like colorful crystal stones were snatched right into his hand.
"Demon Crystals?"
Ronan examined the crystals in his hand, his eyes lighting up. With a flick of his hand, he tossed the gem-like crystal stones into the white fog high wall next to him.
The white fog on the high wall shifted slightly backward.
"They really are Demon Crystals!"
Ronan was overjoyed.
It turns out the Element Pool can produce Demon Crystals?!
This was his first time realizing it!
"Now there’s even a source of energy to expand the Mist Space!"
Ronan, controlling his spiritual power, forcefully "grabbed" a stream of energy water from the Element Pool, sending the mottled water column shooting straight into the nearby white mist high wall without any obstruction.
"Rumble——"
Watching the billowing white mist circulate, the high wall constantly retreated.
Ronan shook his hand, cutting off the water column’s flow, and couldn’t help but laugh heartily.
He should have thought of this earlier.