The female lead thought she had a "proud and arrogant" character script.

Upon hearing that it was an equal contract, Luo Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief.

But she doesn't accept just any junk.

"If we're going to sign a contract, you have to tell me what you are first, right?"

Mu Long spat out two breaths of spiritual energy at Luo Qingcheng: "Pah! You're the one who's trash!"

Luo Qingcheng felt very innocent. "Fine, fine, you're not a thing, okay?"

The wooden dragon felt that something was wrong, but it couldn't figure out what it was no matter how hard it tried. However, whether it was reasonable or not, it didn't stop it from being unhappy.

"Listen up! I am the most powerful, mighty, handsome, and awe-inspiring demon-slaying withered tree bell in the world! I can attack, defend, be salty, and be sweet!"

The wooden dragon circled itself in the air, and seeing that Luo Qingcheng remained silent, it said smugly, "Scared now?"

Luo Qingcheng shook his head.

He honestly told the wooden dragon, who was puffed up with anger, "I'm sorry, I've never heard of this name."

Not only had he never heard of this name, Luo Qingcheng's common knowledge of the cultivation world all came from the novel "The Overbearing Immortal Lord Falls in Love with Me," which was said to be a bestseller throughout the cultivation world.

Occasionally, I worry that when I'm on the path of a strong female protagonist struggling through hardship, I might be casually killed by a celestial being who happens to pass by and argues with the heroines in storybooks, and who would destroy the three realms if they lost their love.

The protagonist's weapon in that story is a divine weapon called the "World-Destroying Divine Spear," which is said to be able to destroy the three realms with just three shots.

So when I hear something like "Demon-Slaying Drywood Bell," I feel that it not only has a vulgarity about having the same name as other weapons with "destroy" in their names, but it's also just a bell, not very high-class.

Sensing Luo Qingcheng's subtle disdain, the already reluctant Demon-Slaying Drywood Bell became even more unwilling.

It's determined to show Luo Qingcheng what it's made of today!

The lid of the wooden box, made of purple dragon wood that could fetch an astronomical price at auction in the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, popped open, revealing a jade bell carefully placed on a soft, clear black silk veil.

The spherical bell was held aloft by a gentle wood elemental force, moving automatically without wind, and a series of light "ding-a-ling" sounds spread outwards.

Luo Qingcheng felt as the various distracting thoughts in her heart were gradually drawn out of her body with the melodious ringing of the bell. She couldn't help but close her eyes and listen carefully until the bell stopped. When she opened her eyes, she felt that she had reached a state of transcendence from worldly desires and wants.

Simply put, Luo Qingcheng felt his entire head of beautiful hair fall out automatically, and seamlessly replaced with tattoo scars.

"How about that? Do you now know how powerful this dragon is?"

Luo Qingcheng clasped his hands together and said, "Benefactor, you are attached to appearances."

Everything in the world exists simply because it exists. No matter how powerful or not something is, it cannot change the essence of its existence. Rather than clinging to external recognition, it is better to cultivate inner strength.

Mulong: I don't understand.

But it is very good at regulating its mood.

"I'll take this as proof that you know how powerful I am. In that case, let's quickly sign the contract!"

"Let everything take its course, and let our hearts be free of worries. Why bind our relationship with a contract? Let it be as it is."

Wooden Dragon: ? ? ?

Are you really sick?

It finally learned to speak human language, but now people don't speak human language anymore. Isn't that a terrible thing?

Mu Long was so conflicted that he tied himself into a bow.

Fortunately, the effects of the Demon-Slaying Drywood Bell gradually wore off, and Luo Qingcheng slowly returned to normal. She tugged at her hair with lingering fear; the cool, breezy feeling on her head was a nightmare for Luo Qingcheng, who had previously suffered from hair loss. Thankfully, it was just a dream, and once she woke up—

Luo Qingcheng opened his palm.

A strand of glossy black hair lay quietly in his hand, seemingly mocking Luo Qingcheng's efforts to prevent hair loss and strengthen his hair.

She looked up and met Mu Long's evasive, beady eyes.

"Ahem, I didn't mean to..."

The voice grew weaker and weaker.

Luo Qingcheng had a bad feeling.

She still held onto a sliver of hope that it was just alopecia areata.

however--

How could Mu Long, who has always boasted that he is number one in the world and number two in the world, be so insecure?

Luo Qingcheng controlled his expression and carefully touched the top of his head with his other hand.

The balance was broken, and a gust of wind blew by from who-knows-where, causing strands of hair to fall down.

In no time, a circle of stones was piled up on the ground around Luo Qingcheng.

At this moment, Luo Qingcheng's head was shiny.

She tried to force a smile. "It doesn't matter. There's a saying that goes, 'I've gone bald, but I've also become stronger. The last person who was that bald could have blown the Earth up with one punch...'"

"You damned broken bell, I'm going to kill you right now—!!!"

"Help! I've killed a dragon!"

The wooden dragon was chased by Luo Qingcheng, leaping and bounding about, but it knew it was in the wrong and dared not fight back. It could only run, while making excuses as it ran, "I didn't do it on purpose. Your hair will grow back in a few days, won't it?"

"Stop talking nonsense! No matter when my hair grows back, you're going to die right now!"

Seeing that he couldn't catch up with the wooden dragon, Luo Qingcheng, in a fit of anger, actually mastered the skill of releasing spiritual energy.

Recalling the way Fourth Sister flung the Water Spirit Blade inside Zhou Yu's body, his dantian surged, and a Wood Spirit Blade was flung forward, hitting the Wood Dragon's tail squarely.

The wooden dragon, which had been easily evading Luo Qingcheng, suddenly exploded, accelerating as several spirit blades flew rapidly toward it at the same time.

"Ahhh, I was wrong, okay? I apologize!"

The wooden dragon, with part of its tail cut off, had no choice but to beg for mercy.

It could indeed retaliate, but now it needs Luo Qingcheng's help. Even if it is naive, it knows that if it retaliates, its contract with Luo Qingcheng will be broken.

Luo Qingcheng pressed on relentlessly, "Then you and I will enter into a master-servant contract!"

Stop the attack.

The wooden dragon twisted and turned in mid-air, and said shyly, "Isn't that inappropriate? I've never been someone's master before, so I have no experience."

A spiritual blade from Luo Qingcheng grazed past the wooden dragon's eyeball.

The wooden dragon froze in mid-air, only to hear Luo Qingcheng coldly ask, "Say it again?"

Mu Long felt aggrieved. "No, what I mean is, it's possible."

Luo Qingcheng smiled, "Sign now."

The wooden dragon flicked its tail, took a few steps back and forth, and dawdled for a long time before finally flying to Luo Qingcheng's brow.

Then he touched Luo Qingcheng's brow with his dragon horn.

The contract mark was imprinted on Luo Qingcheng's forehead, forming a green petal mark.

In an instant, Luo Qingcheng learned from the contract that the wooden dragon in front of him was, to be precise, the Demon-Slaying Dry Wood Bell, a celestial artifact that had fallen into the cultivation world when a fairy from the celestial realm failed to transcend the tribulation of immortality.

Luo Qingcheng sneered inwardly.

Even though a celestial artifact is currently mainly used for support, it is still highly sought after in the cultivation world where spiritual energy is decreasing and weapon refiners are struggling with limitations in cultivation level and materials, making it difficult to forge high-grade magical artifacts.

She used this as an excuse to make a scene, and this magical artifact was willing to lower itself to sign a master-servant contract with her and follow her.

She didn't believe for a second that he had no ulterior motives.

However, Luo Qingcheng did not show any unusual behavior on his face.

With a cheerful smile, as if she weren't the one who had just been chasing and killing the wooden dragon, she said, "From now on, your name will be 'Sen'."