Quick Wear: Let go of the desire to help others and respect the burial of the insane.

Swear to God?

Li Cheng broke out in a cold sweat.

“I know you are also a Taoist master.”

"Otherwise, with Bai Ruanruan's high standards, how could she possibly look up to a mere mortal pretty boy?"

Ning Jun took a bite of his apple and continued, "What, you don't dare? Do you dare to grant me one request?"

Li Cheng swallowed hard.

"Of course I wouldn't dare!"

"I, Li Cheng, swear to God that I will fulfill Yang Zhen's next request in one go. I will do my utmost to achieve it without violating the rules!"

"Otherwise, I will die and my cultivation will be extinguished, and I will be unable to advance any further on the path to immortality or in any other endeavors!"

The moment Li Cheng finished speaking.

Boom.

A thunderclap exploded on the ground under a cloudless sky.

In the dark.

A vow was placed upon Li Cheng's soul.

The oath was made.

If Li Cheng breaks his oath, he will be struck by lightning and suffer the pain of being struck by lightning.

But Li Cheng did not regret it.

Because he was playing a word game.

He only fulfilled Yang Zhen's next request, and only once.

It was the path to immortality that was broken by violating the oath, but he was a demon!

Even if he can't ascend to immortality in the future, he can still be a great sea monster.

Moreover, it was within his capabilities.

If Yang really wants to become a master.

Then I'm sorry, he can't do it, and he's wasting a single sentence.

A little girl.

All they want is love and romance.

He could reluctantly accompany Yang Zhen for a while, and then, at the moment the vow was fulfilled, he would tear her apart.

On the other end of the phone, Ning Jun clapped his hands.

"I want Li Cheng to hand over the complete true dragon pearl from the Deep Sea Dragon Palace to me within three days, free of charge and entirely voluntarily..."

Ning Jun smiled faintly, and quickly recited a long and difficult sentence in one breath.

It's comparable to chanting a mantra.

Boom.

Another thunderclap.

The oath was taken by both parties.

Invisible constraints rushed in from all directions, pressing down on Li Cheng.

His forehead was covered in sweat, and he knelt down with a thud.

Large drops fell to the ground, and only one thought remained in my mind.

We need to send the true dragon pearl to Yang Zhen at the East Sea Dragon Palace.

Besides.

No fees may be charged; this is entirely voluntary on Li Cheng's part.

They must not send anyone else to frame Yang Zhen.

If Yang Zhen were to be injured in any way before or after obtaining the Dragon Ball, then Li Cheng would be struck by lightning and die!

What a terrifying request! What a horrifying request!

Give a mortal a Dragon Ball? No way!

Li Chengqiang, suppressing the pressure of the oath, struggled to his feet.

There's only one Dragon Ball. He can take the Dragon Ball as easily as taking something from a pocket, but he would never give it to Yang Zhen.

"You...how do you know about the Dragon Balls?!"

The dragon race has been wiped out.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be their turn to rule as kings and lords.

Only one dragon pearl from a true dragon remains in the Dragon Palace as its most prized possession, a closely guarded secret of the Merfolk.

Ning Jun was surprised for a moment, "You really do have one?"

"I'm sorry, I heard it from Ruan Ruan. She said that you two will wear dragon balls after you get married."

Li Cheng clenched his fist.

"I was just saying it offhand," Ning Jun said cheerfully. "But since you have it, give it to me."

"impossible!"

"This is our museum's prized possession; how could we possibly give it to someone else?"

After a brief silence on the phone, Li Cheng immediately realized that his tone had been off.

"Shin-chan, I'm sorry, you know I have no way of getting the Dragon Balls..."

Then, he made up a story.

He claims to be a lowly, peripheral servant, and how hard he worked to become a Celestial Master, with no access to the sect's core interests... blah blah blah...

But Ning Jun's reply was only one: "So what?"

"What does this have to do with me? Since Bai Ruanruan said so, you can definitely get it."

"If you're not sincere, we have nothing to talk about. Goodbye, and may God deal with you."

Boom.

A muffled thunderclap suddenly erupted in broad daylight.

An old man passing by exclaimed, "That's strange!"

"It scared me half to death. Could it be that some bastard broke his oath?"

"If I find him, I'll definitely give him a good beating. Why make such a big promise for no reason!"

Upon hearing the old man's words, Li Cheng's body trembled almost imperceptibly.

He was about to refuse.

I felt like lightning was about to strike.

Li Cheng's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth, "Fine... I agree to your request, but obtaining my Dragon Ball isn't without conditions!"

Boom!

The lightning bolt eventually struck Li Cheng squarely.

They chopped him until he was charred on the outside and burnt on the inside, his clothes turning directly into coal.

But he was the only one who had an accident.

The old man is alright.

Even the cell phone he borrowed from someone else was intact.

The call with Ning Jun hadn't ended.

An old man passing by was startled again and spat on Li Cheng.

"I almost got struck by lightning."

"So it's you making a solemn oath, young man."

"Looks like even God couldn't stand it anymore and decided to punish you!"

Li Cheng struggled to his feet again.

Something is wrong, 12 out of 10 things are wrong.

Which part of his vow did he break?

"Oh? You don't seem to be doing very well."

"Have you broken your vow, son-in-law? Remember to think things through before you act."

Li Cheng racked his brains and finally figured it out.

It was he who made a request of Yang Zhen.

He wanted to order Yang Zhen to give half of his soul to Bai Ruanruan and the other half to himself.

But this conflicted with the idea of ​​giving something for free, so he was punished by heaven.

Wouldn't that be...?

Yang Zhen gets a Dragon Ball for free?!

"I almost forgot, remember to pay me back two million."

Li Cheng's brows furrowed into a deep frown. "Zhenzhen, where would I get so much money? I couldn't possibly owe you that much."

"So you want Bai Ruanruan to pay the 500,000 yuan debt by herself, sue me, and compensate me for emotional distress? That's fine too."

"enough!"

Anyway, his family is very wealthy, so two million is nothing to him.

"Remember to meet me at 5 p.m. at the XXX Hotel."

Ning Jun left an address and then hung up the phone.

Li Cheng breathed a sigh of relief.

We finally got Yang Zhen's address.

As long as we can get close to Yang Zhen, anything is possible and there is hope.

Humiliation is only temporary.

When he obtains Yang Zhen's soul and becomes a great demon, all his previous shame will be wiped away.

XXX Restaurant?

Isn't that a famous restaurant in the city? Located in a bustling area, it's a fancy, business-oriented restaurant known for overcharging, exorbitant prices, and terrible food.

The owner is the manager, and the customers are either socialites on Xiaohongshu (a Chinese social media platform) or young couples.

Li Cheng naturally assumed that Yang Zhen was the second case.

He put on makeup and went over confidently.

But when the door to the private room was opened, all that was left were a pile of empty plates and a mess on the floor.

Li Cheng was stunned for a moment. When the waiter saw him, he smiled warmly, as if he were looking at a sucker who was about to be ripped off.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Li Cheng?"

"Ms. Yang said that you should pay for dinner. The total bill is 8,888 yuan, which is a very auspicious number."

"Will you be paying by card or WeChat Pay?"