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Jiang Moqi looked at the stubborn, headstrong guy before him and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. If these kinds of people aren't taught a lesson, they'll never understand true pain and hardship. So, without hesitation, Jiang Moqi used a special spell to instantly summon Xiao An from afar to his side.

Jiang Moqi leaned lazily against Xiao An's side, casually saying, "Little An, this guy is completely stubborn, he won't listen to a word you say! You've been around for so many years, you should know how to properly teach him a lesson! I'm off to watch Xiao Shiliu's match tomorrow~" With that, Jiang Moqi's lips curled into a slightly mocking smile, and he turned to leave.

Xiao An hurriedly nodded respectfully and replied, "Yes, young master. Please go ahead, I'll take care of things here." However, while outwardly obedient, Xiao An was inwardly ranting. "Tsk tsk tsk! Are all the divine beasts in this world brainless? Master has already given him such obvious hints, yet this guy hasn't noticed the strong aura of Heavenly Dao emanating from Master at all? What a complete idiot! I'm already spinning like a top, almost flying, and then Master adds this extra trouble! Humph, being a person isn't so easy!!!"

Just as Jiang Moqi resolutely turned around and walked away, Song Shiyue paid no attention to what he had just said. In Song Shiyue's eyes, Jiang Moqi was nothing more than a nobody who had secretly slipped down from the divine realm.

At this moment, Xiao An, who had been silently observing everything, immediately noticed the nonchalant, even somewhat contemptuous, expression on Song Shiyue's face. Instantly, he understood why his young master had specifically summoned him here; it turned out he wanted to teach this stubborn, seemingly incapable-of-understanding divine beast a lesson.

Back then, Xiao An had already spent tens of thousands of years navigating the realm of systems, and had successfully transformed into human form over a thousand years ago. If he found even dealing with a Qilin divine beast that hadn't yet undergone a thousand years of cultivation troublesome, then wouldn't his powerful system from a higher-dimensional world have wasted such a long period of time?

Therefore, Xiao An had no intention of wasting a single word on Song Shiyue. With a flash, he teleported to Song Shiyue's side like a ghost, and without a word, unleashed a barrage of attacks! After all, in this space, everyone had lost their original magical power, becoming ordinary people. So what did mere fistfights matter? It was just a thoroughly enjoyable fight, something Xiao An could easily accomplish!

Although Song Shiyue was no ordinary person, seeing the opponent's fierce attack, he naturally wouldn't sit idly by and wait to be killed. He reacted swiftly, flashing forward and launching a fierce counterattack. However, despite having experienced countless reincarnations, he was currently merely a still-immature thousand-year-old Qilin cub. Faced with this powerful life form that had lived for tens of thousands of years and possessed profound wisdom, Song Shiyue was ultimately no match for it.

Xiao An moved like a ghost, his moves unpredictable and ever-changing, making it impossible for Song Shiyue to defend against him. Before long, Song Shiyue gradually fell into a disadvantageous position, pinned to the ground by Xiao An. Xiao An's attacks grew increasingly fierce, like a torrential downpour, giving Song Shiyue no chance to breathe. The poor Song Shiyue could only struggle desperately on the ground, unable to break free from Xiao An's grasp.

And so, Song Shiyue was mercilessly pinned to the ground and brutally beaten by Xiao An for a long time. During this time, Xiao An kept shouting angrily, "Do you submit or not!? Huh?! If you don't submit, I'll keep beating you until you do!" At the same time, his hands did not stop for a moment, as if he wanted to vent all his anger on Song Shiyue.

At this moment, Song Shiyue was already dizzy and disoriented from the onslaught, and had not yet recovered from the storm of attacks. When he finally mustered up a bit of strength and tried to beg for mercy, he felt a surge in his chest and coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.

Worse still, Xiao An remained straddling him, one hand gripping Song Shiyue's hands tightly, making it difficult for him to move; the other hand was firmly choking his throat, making it extremely difficult for him to breathe. The scene was truly gruesome; anyone who witnessed it would likely feel pity.

Song Shiyue struggled with all his might, trying to free his hands from the other's grasp. He used every ounce of strength to pry open the hand tightly gripping his neck. At this moment, Xiao An finally realized that his hand was like an iron clamp, firmly choking Song Shiyue's throat. In this state, it would be a miracle if Song Shiyue could still speak!

Thinking of this, Xiao An hesitated slightly, but finally slowly released his grip on Song Shiyue's neck. However, he maintained his suppressive posture and sat steadily on Song Shiyue's body.

"I give up... cough cough cough... Get down here right now!" Song Shiyue said weakly, his voice barely audible. Every word seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

Hearing this, Xiao An sneered, thinking to himself: This guy's been convinced now, but who knows if he's just saying it for show? What if it's just a temporary measure, and he tries the same trick again later? That would be troublesome. No, I have to find a way to make him give up completely.

After a moment's thought, Xiao An paused and said, "Are you really convinced? Very well, then swear an oath! In the name of Heaven, swear that if you ever dare to secretly use or frame Miss Jiang Shiliu again, you will forever lose your beloved and spend the rest of your life alone." It must be said that Xiao An was indeed a seasoned veteran, well aware of the unpredictability of human nature, which is why he came up with this plan to prevent future troubles.

Upon hearing this, Song Shiyue's face turned extremely ugly, his eyes revealing a hint of resentment and helplessness. But now that things had come to this, he seemed to have no other choice. He gritted his teeth, glared fiercely at Xiao An, then took a deep breath and shouted, "Hmph! So what if I make a vow? I, Song Shiyue, hereby swear that if I ever harbor any ill intentions towards Jiang Shiliu again, or frame or use her, may I live an eternally lonely life and forever lose the one I love! Is that enough now? Get off me! What kind of decorum is it for a grown man to be on top of me? Don't you know that men shouldn't touch each other?"

"Alright, since you've made such a solemn vow, then this Heavenly Contract is officially complete. Here, take this and eat it quickly; it will rapidly heal all your shocking injuries. And this is specially for wiping your horribly bruised and swollen face. I'm off now that I've finished my business; bye-bye..." With that, Xiao An nimbly flipped off Song Shiyue and landed steadily on the ground. Then, he casually reached into his robes and, as if by magic, pulled out two small bottles, tossing them unceremoniously into Song Shiyue's arms. The two bottles of precious pills, specifically for treating external and internal injuries, landed precisely in Song Shiyue's embrace. Afterward, Xiao An turned and strode away quickly, as if on air, heading towards the outside of the barrier without hesitation.

Just as Xiao An was about to step out of the mysterious barrier, he suddenly stopped, but did not turn around. He simply tossed out a sentence: "Oh, by the way, let me give you a friendly reminder. There are so many people in this world, why did you have to provoke my little master? Let me tell you the truth, if he really goes berserk, not only will you divine beasts be wiped out, but the entire world will probably be destroyed!"

Hearing this, Song Shiyue, who had been lying on the ground, endured the excruciating pain and struggled to his feet, supporting himself with his hands. His face was filled with anger and resentment as he roared at Xiao An's departing figure, "Hmph, is it that even the Heavenly Dao can't do anything to him? If he dares to act so recklessly, wreaking havoc and slaughtering all living beings in the world, does the Heavenly Dao think it can just sit idly by?"

However, in response to Song Shiyue's questioning, Xiao An only let out a contemptuous laugh: "Hahahaha, how utterly ridiculous! In my little master's eyes, what is the Heavenly Dao? It's utterly worthless! Perhaps one day when you are fortunate enough to see the Heavenly Dao, you might as well ask it yourself whether it has the guts to discipline my little master!" Before he finished speaking, Xiao An's figure had already completely disappeared outside the barrier, leaving Song Shiyue standing there dumbfounded, unable to recover for a long time.