My talisman pen is omnipotent. How should you deal with it?

Chu Ci raised his eyebrows and stopped what he was doing. He glanced at the big man and asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

The big man felt relieved when he saw that Chu Ci did not make any move.

"You have to promise to let me go before I tell you!" The big man swallowed, a hint of nervousness and anticipation in his voice.

"That depends on whether I'm interested in what you say."

A hint of hesitation flashed across the big man's eyes, but he still spoke:

"It's about a dark spirit fruit tree."

When Chu Ci heard the words "Dark Spirit Fruit Tree", a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. His secret spiritual fruit garden only lacked the Light Spirit Fruit and the Dark Spirit Fruit. He had to get this fruit tree, even if it was just a few fruits.

Chu Ci's eyes moved slightly. Soul searching could also provide information about the Dark Spirit Fruit Tree, and it was more accurate and more real.

A trace of fear flashed across the big man's eyes. He saw Chu Ci's face was uncertain, and his heart tightened. He quickly said:

"I have practiced a special technique, and even searching the soul won't reveal anything!"

Chu Ci stared at the big man with a sharp gaze, and said calmly:

"Do you think you can fool me with this? I'll find out if I can find it out after I try."

As he spoke, the spiritual light in his hands grew brighter, and he was ready to attack at any time.

The big man's heart tightened. He knew that Chu Ci's strength was unfathomable. If he really started fighting, he would definitely not be able to resist. He hurriedly said:

"Wait! I'm from the Tianyin Sect, and we've all practiced the Tianyin Soul Binding Curse! There's no way to search the soul!"

Chu Ci frowned slightly, he didn’t know what this Tianyin Binding Soul Curse was.

However, even if the other party has really practiced some kind of soul-blocking spell, there is no guarantee that what he said to him is absolutely true. Instead of doing that, it is better to try soul searching and find out the truth.

Thinking of this, Chu Ci flashed and appeared in front of the other party in an instant.

Just as the big man was about to resist, Chu Ci hit him in the chest with a stream of spiritual power, and then pressed his right palm on the big man's crown.

The big man's face turned pale in an instant. He didn't expect the other party to attack so quickly and he was completely unable to fight back.

Between life and death, he blurted out: "I am willing to sign a soul contract with the senior!"

Signing the soul contract means that the big man hands over a trace of his soul to Chu Ci, and life and death all depends on Chu Ci's thoughts.

This was the last choice the big man made to save his life.

Chu Ci thought about it for a moment and stopped his movements temporarily. If this was the case, then it could be considered. After all, after signing the soul contract, this person should not dare to deceive himself.

"In that case, then fellow Taoist, please begin." Chu Ci's voice was very calm, and at the same time he slowly released his hand that was pressing on the big man's head.

After hearing this, the big man felt as if a huge burden had been lifted from his heart, and his tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

"Okay." The big man's voice was a little weak, and his face looked even paler under the faint moonlight.

No one would willingly sign a soul contract with others. It is a bondage of the soul and a great restriction on one's own freedom.

But the moment Chu Ci made his move just now, he clearly realized the gap between himself and the opponent. If he wanted to save his life, signing a soul contract was his only way out.

Under Chu Ci's gaze, the big man sat cross-legged and began to circulate the spiritual power in his body.

His soul slowly split, and after a moment, a small ball of light appeared above his head.

Seeing this, Chu Ci waved his hand gently, and the ball of light floated into his hand.

He carefully controlled this strand of soul and guided it into his spiritual sea.

Although this is only a small part of the Han Dynasty's primordial spirit, if it is destroyed, the Han Dynasty's soul will be shattered on the spot and he will never be reborn.

After doing all this, the big man's face became even paler and his eyes were filled with fatigue.

Signing a soul contract consumes a lot of energy from his soul and spirit. At this moment, he has almost exhausted all his strength.

Chu Ci collected the other party's spirit and said to the big man:

"Don't worry, I'm not someone who kills innocent people, and I won't force you to do anything risky. As long as you treat me sincerely and don't lie to me, I won't hurt you in the slightest."

As he spoke, Chu Ci waved his hand, and an exquisite little bottle appeared in his palm.

He handed it to the big man and said, "This is a pill to restore your spirit. Take it and rest for a while."

The big man carefully took the medicine bottle and gently opened the cap. A fresh medicinal fragrance wafted into his nose.

His eyes widened and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Yang Yuan Dan!"

In the world of cultivating immortals, spiritual herbs that have the effect of nourishing the soul are already extremely precious, and the Yangyuan Pill is carefully refined with these spiritual herbs, so its price is naturally not cheap.

The big man knew that it usually cost 1000 spirit stones to buy one pill of Yang Yuan Dan, but at this moment, the small bottle that Chu Ci handed to him actually contained seven pills.

The big man was both surprised and moved. He thought that after signing the soul contract, his life and property would be in the hands of the other party, and might even be plundered of everything.

However, he did not expect that Chu Ci not only did not take his belongings, but also gave him such a precious elixir.

Although these several thousand spirit stones were not a huge sum of money for the big man, Chu Ci's generosity was somewhat unexpected to him given their current identities and situations.

"Senior, this bottle..." the big man said, with a tremor in his voice.

Chu Ci smiled slightly and interrupted the big man: "Take one pill first and rest for a while, and keep the rest in your hand. Use one pill every three days. This will help you recover the damage to your soul faster, and your cultivation will not regress."

After hearing this, the big man felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He looked at Chu Ci with gratitude and said no more nonsense. After taking a pill of Yang Yuan Dan on the spot, he sat cross-legged and meditated to rest.

Chu Ci actually forgot which cultivator he had killed left this bottle of Yang Yuan Dan. Anyway, he still had several bottles in his hand. Using these pills to make the other party follow him wholeheartedly was a good choice.

After meditating for more than an hour, the big man slowly opened his eyes.

Although his face was still pale, it had regained a hint of color.

Seeing this, Chu Ci asked, "Fellow Daoist, how do you feel?"

The big man nodded slightly, his voice a little weak: "Reporting to the senior, I am much better now, thank you for your concern."

Chu Ci smiled slightly, waved his hand and said: "You and I have both established our foundation, and our realms are similar, so let's call each other fellow Taoists. My last name is Qi, so you can call me Fellow Taoist Qi."

The big man was stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "Okay, Fellow Daoist Qi, I'll remember it."

He paused and continued:

"My name is Peng Qi. I have just lied to Fellow Daoist Qi about something, so I must make it clear first. My sister's name is Peng Hui, not Wang. The rest is all true. I hope Fellow Daoist Qi can forgive me for this."

Chu Ci nodded:

"It is only natural for Brother Peng to be concerned about your sister. Now that the soul contract has been signed, the past is written off and there is no need to mention it again. Now let's talk about the Dark Spirit Fruit Tree."