Female lead: No, it's me again??

The third type of master-servant contract is domineering and forceful, emphasizing the hierarchical relationship between master and servant; if the master dies, the spirit beast will also die, but if the spirit beast dies, it will not affect the master.

Beast taming is prevalent in the Fantasy Universe Continent. The number of equal contracts and master-servant contracts increases with the master's cultivation level, but will not exceed five at most.

There is only one soul contract.

Why would this sacred beast choose Miss Xuan, who cannot sense spiritual power?

Feng Siyue was completely baffled.

"Aaaaaaaaaaa!"

"asshole!"

A sharp, piercing sound rang out in the room, making Feng Siyue's eardrums hurt.

"Stupid Ali, stupid Ali!"

The butterfly landed on Xuan Li's hair, looking like an ornament.

Xuan Li burst into tears, "I never imagined I'd have a contract with a butterfly! What use are you?!"

The girl was heartbroken.

"Stupid Ali, stupid Ali!"

Xuan Li's eyes were red and swollen like a little rabbit's. Hearing the butterfly still cursing her, she couldn't help but cry even more bitterly, "Fine, forget about the contract, why do you keep cursing me!?"

"Don't cry, Ali! Don't cry, Ali!"

Xuan Li's crying suddenly stopped. She looked up at the silver-pink butterfly and finally realized, "Eh? You weren't talking to me through the contract?"

"Don't cry, Ali, don't cry."

Xuan Li wiped away her tears, sniffed, and asked, "What's your name?"

I'll let it slide since you comforted me.

“Ah Li… Ah Li…”

Upon hearing those two words again, Xuan Li's lips trembled, and she was about to cry again. "You say you're a sacred beast cub, fine, but how come you're also an idiot?"

"Don't cry, Ali...don't cry, Ali..."

The little guy seems to only know how to call out "Ali," "Don't cry," and "Stupid," and doesn't seem to know any other words.

Realizing this, Xuan Li suddenly stood up from the ground. "Could it be that Tangyuan pushed you and made your head spin?"

Feng Siyue hesitated, "Really?"

Such a tiny butterfly, such a big egg, what are the chances of it hitting its head...?

"Knock knock knock."

"Guest, what happened?"

Outside the door, a waiter knocked.

Feng Siyue said, "I accidentally stepped on my friend just now, but I'm fine now."

"Okay, guest, if you need anything else, please let us know."

"it is good!"

After everyone left, Feng Siyue began to comfort her, "Alright, you can't eat this egg now, but getting a sacred beast cub isn't a bad deal."

It seems the stall owner wasn't lying; he really does sell high-level spirit beasts.

What use is a butterfly?

Xuan Li sat in the chair, looking utterly dejected.

She sighed and vigorously rubbed the glutinous rice ball that had jumped into her arms, rubbing away several of its hairs.

The little guy curled up his head, angry but unable to speak out.

To be honest, Xuan Li's appearance somewhat intimidated Feng Siyue.

She looked at the grape-shaped stones on the table and silently put them away.

She felt that she wasn't so curious about who the egg's parents were for the time being.

Xuan Li was still in a bad mood until evening. With the auction about to begin, Feng Siyue had no choice but to half-drag and half-push her out the door.

On Panling Street, a brightly lit street, many people were rushing towards the Chasing Wind Auction House.

The Chasing Wind Auction House is a highly iconic building.

It has three floors, all made of ebony wood.

Each floor is adorned with the unique Swallow Lanterns of the Chasing Wind Auction House, their soft yellow light swaying and blue flags fluttering in the wind, like giant dragons soaring through the heavens and earth.

Majestic and imposing!

The first floor is divided into five areas, separated by a small bridge in the middle.

A circular riverbed stretched outwards, the ground shrouded in mist, lotus leaves emerging from the smoke, and pink buds standing tall and in full bloom.

The huge circular platform was now filled with singing and dancing, a prelude to the start of the auction.

Feng Siyue led Xuan Li to a spot in the lobby on the first floor, where they waited for the auction to begin.

She couldn't help but feel excited.

The senior colleague said that there is an item at the Chasing Wind Auction House that is always unsold in June every year, and it is very likely that it is one of the items she needs.

I hope it's true.

On the second floor, a private room suddenly lit up.

Those around her whispered, "This Third Princess is really persistent. She comes every year, but she has never seen the young master of the Chasing Wind Pavilion."

"is not that right?"

"I heard that the Third Princess is madly in love with this young master, and has rejected countless suitors from noble families."

In room 201 on the second floor, a young girl in a pink floral dress sat on a chair. Her skin was delicate and fair, and her cheeks were slightly flushed. The tassels on her head swayed back and forth, making her look innocent and cute.

"Brother, do you think I'll be able to see Brother Qingfeng this time?"

She rested her chin on her hands and looked up at the room on the third floor, full of anticipation.

The handsome man beside her took a sip of tea. "Su Xue, you've been to the Chasing Wind Auction House seventeen times. Have you seen me even once?"

He couldn't help but complain.

It's obvious they don't want to see you, yet you're still having unrequited love for them.

Su Xue snorted lightly, "Constant dripping wears away a stone, I refuse to believe I can't warm him up!"