On the other side, Chu Xiu followed the old man to a private room behind the warehouse.
"Actually, there is one more way, it's just a matter of whether you're willing or not."
As soon as they entered, the old man spoke straight to the point.
"What is it?" Chu Xiu asked.
"That is to sign a Soul Contract."
Butler Xue gently waved his hand, and an ancient-looking parchment appeared in his hand.
"This is an artifact from the Abyss. Contracts signed using this artifact will subject violators, no matter where they hide, to an unavoidable soul attack. The intensity depends on the tier of the Soul Contract. Generally, unless the Spirit is extraordinarily strong, it can cause significant damage, even to those of a higher tier."
"Soul injuries are not easy to recover from, which is why almost no one goes back on their word once they sign this agreement."
