Misery: There is a pawn shop here

Chapter 38 Beichen Yin's decision to trade life for death
The door of a pawnshop opened, and Beichen Yin and the lifeless Beichen Yuanhuang walked into the pawnshop.

The sound of dark jade abacus tips being moved echoed throughout the pawnshop. The wide sleeves of a black robe fluttered slightly, and the silver-thread embroidered Taotie pattern flickered in the candlelight. The pawnshop owner looked at the man in front of him and smiled, saying, "If you want to get more, it depends on what price you are willing to pawn."

cost!

Beichen Yin, a once-powerful hero, naturally knew that nothing in the world came free. After just a few brief conversations with Li Xuanxiao, he already knew what this pawnshop was like. In the marketplace, countless stories of people paying a price to satisfy their desires are rife, but without exception, these stories all ended in tragedy.

But at this moment, Beichen Yin sincerely hoped that there was a pawnshop as magical as the ones mentioned in those stories.

"I want to exchange my son's resurrection for his death. What's the price?" Beichen Yin said without hesitation.

"To trade life for death—that's so easy to say." The counting sticks in Li Xuanxiao's hand instantly disappeared. "The price is just one simple thing."

"What?"

"Just a soul."

Just a soul...

Upon hearing the price, Beichen Yin's expression remained unchanged, as if he had only heard something insignificant. Li Xuanxiao, observing this scene, even held this Northern Territory hero in a higher esteem. He had his own pawnshop open, and his clients included idiots like Qingsha, lunatics like the Pigu Master and Fan Qiliang, and even masters like Linghu Shenyi. But none of them remained as calm as Beichen Yin.

"Is that all?" Beichen Yin asked back.

Li Xuanxiao nodded slowly. "There is a pawnshop that never does such shady things as making false quotations. Your soul is enough to give Beichen Yuanhuang's body new life."

"Ha, that's all." Beichen Yin smiled.

Trading life for death, when he proposed such a transaction condition, he had already made the worst plan. Since he had nothing, he could only fill it with his life. Fortunately, God was on Beichen's side and at least gave him and his son such an opportunity to fill it with his life.

"Is the soul all you want?" Beichen Yin asked, looking at the pawnshop owner with burning eyes.

Upon hearing this, Li Xuanxiao couldn't help but applaud and said, "It seems that you are planning to sacrifice everything you have to pave the way for Beichen Yuanhuang."

"In the past, Yujiefei worked tirelessly and devoted himself to the cause, just so that my son could ascend to the throne. Now, as his father, how could I, Beichen Yin, lack such awareness?" Beichen Yin said with a determined look, "I only hope that this body can truly pave a smooth road for my son to make a comeback!"

"Well, what a great Third Emperor of Beiyu," Li Xuanxiao exclaimed in admiration, "Such awareness, such a great man, both as a father and as a minister, is truly admirable."

"No need for polite words." Beichen Yin waved his hand and said, "I just want to ask, is there any pawnshop that dares to take my pawn, and what price can they offer?"

"A pawnshop will naturally not refuse business that comes to its door."

Li Xuanxiao looked at Beichen Yin, and rays of light shone from his eyes. Beichen Yin's wisdom, martial arts, ambition, body, everything belonging to Beichen Yin was clearly displayed in Li Xuanxiao's eyes.

"The soul traded Beichen Yuanhuang's life force. However, despite the help of Beiyu's dragon energy, Beichen Yuanhuang's foundation is still insufficient compared to a true master. In view of the Third Emperor's generosity, the pawnshop can give him another 500 years of pure foundation and a top-notch technique that matches his dragon energy and destiny. Even if he faces the likes of Central Plains Brahma and Japanese Martial God, he will have the strength to fight."

"Hmm?" Beichen Yin frowned slightly. He had heard very little about the Japanese Martial God, but Brahma's One Page Book was the truly unattainable peak of the Central Plains martial arts world.

"Winnable?"

"It's just the strength of a single battle. With Beichen Yuanhuang's ability, why would the Third Emperor even dream of such a sudden ascension?" Li Xuanxiao shook his head and said, "But with these, the likes of the Geography Department and Deng Jiuwu will hardly pose a threat to it. If there is another opportunity, it is not impossible for him to dominate the world."

"Just that?" Beichen Yin was a little unwilling. He gave everything, but this is all he could get for Beichen Yuanhuang?
"Hey, Third Emperor, someone saved your life with just ten years of hard training."

When Li Xuanxiao said this, Beichen Yin was stunned for a moment, and then he thought of Jian Xie and Ren Xie. It turned out that they had made a deal with a pawnshop and that was why they took his life.

The foundation gained through ten years of hard work... Beichen Yin sighed inwardly. He didn't like owing favors to others, and he even disliked owing favors he couldn't repay. But now, perhaps he could only...

No, no! Beichen Yin, how can you become a hidden danger to Yuanhuang's future because of you!

One sword to seal the heaven, Jianxue Wuming, sorry!

He clenched his fist, then slowly released it. If he were still the chivalrous Third Emperor of the Beichen Dynasty from so many years ago, perhaps he would have made a different choice. But there are no ifs in life. Now, he is the co-king of the fallen Beichen Dynasty and the father of Beichen Yuanhuang.

He would not allow himself to add unnecessary burden to Beichen Yuanhuang at this final moment.

"That being said, this is still not enough." Beichen Yin said, "I am not boasting, but since a pawnshop does this kind of business, I believe that different people will give you different values. How can Beichen Yin's value be compared to those ordinary people?"

"This..." Li Xuanxiao paused for a moment as he looked at Beichen Yin, then nodded. "Well, since the Third Emperor has said so, I really want to see if this real dragon can break free from the constraints of fate and stage a world-shaking drama."

As he spoke, rays of spiritual light gathered together to form a small banner that appeared beside Beichen Yuanhuang.

"What is this?"

"This can be called the Human Emperor Flag or the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. As for the final path, it depends on Beichen Yuanhuang's own choice. In addition, this soul will consume the dragon energy and national destiny. It must be used only when necessary. I will explain this to him. After Beichen Yuanhuang's death, this item will be taken back by the pawnshop. Consider it a loan from the pawnshop."

Ten Thousand Souls Banner, Human Emperor Flag...

Beichen Yin was silent for a moment, and only uttered two words: "Thank you."

"Since everything is confirmed." Li Xuanxiao waved his hand, and the blood contract fell from the sky and landed in front of Beichen Yin.

"Once the blood contract is signed, it is considered a contract. There is no room for regret."

Beichen Yin's eyes swept over the blood contract and he made a final request, "I still need a little time. Leave a letter and tie his hair for him."

"Of course." Then pen, ink, paper and inkstone appeared in Beichen Yin's hands one after another.

Beichen Yin nodded, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, and lines of words fell on the white paper. They were the reluctance and unwillingness, the earnest expectations of a father, and the words of advice to his son.

The words are short but the feelings are deep, unable to express the love between father and son. After a moment, Beichen Yin stopped writing, and a wooden stand naturally appeared at his hand, on which there were a basin of clear water, a wooden comb, a round mirror, and a white handkerchief.

Beichen Yin carefully helped Beichen Yuanhuang sit up, took hot water to wipe off the dust on Beichen Yuanhuang's face, and carefully lifted Beichen Yuanhuang to wash her hair, combed it again and again with a wooden comb, and finally put on a hair crown.

After doing all this, Beichen Yin turned to the blood contract and wrote the three big words "Beichen Yin" in the lower right corner of the blood contract.

"The contract is signed!"

The next moment, countless golden threads turned into golden sand and enveloped Beichen Yin. Beichen Yin clearly felt that he was losing everything he had rapidly.

Chu songs are played, war drums are blaring, military flags are fluttering, and rivers of blood are floating; the sun rises in the east, royal power is transferred, generals and ministers are present, and the feudal states sing; all the people look up, ministers bow their heads, wearing dragon robes, and the court will last for thousands of years.

My son, you must...

Beichen Yin opened his mouth, and finally there was only one thought in his mind -

You must live well!
(End of this chapter)