Chapter 212: Was I Too Good to My Believers?

At least, her goal had been achieved. Those six beasts were already dead.

Thinking of this, Ling Xuzi suddenly felt much more relaxed.

Even if Yang Fan swallowed her divine kingdom core now, she didn't seem to have much resentment.

At the very least, he had avenged her.

Just then, Yang Fan chuckled softly.

"I don't care what you have done in the past."

"The only thing I care about is one thing."

"Whether you can bring value to me."

Yang Fan looked down at her, his voice calm.

"If you are willing."

"You can sign a Subordinate God contract with me."

"From now on, I will help you develop your divine kingdom."

"A… A Subordinate God contract?"

Ling Xuzi snapped her head up, her pale golden eyes filled with disbelief.

The Void Spirit Race was inherently seen as vassals and slaves by many races.

Most Void Spirit Race demigods ultimately ended up as tools kept in captivity by other races.

As for a Subordinate God contract?

That was something she had never dared to hope for.

Because a Subordinate God contract is recognized by the rules of the divine kingdom.

Once signed, both parties are bound by the rules.

If her divine kingdom comes under attack, Yang Fan must assume a certain degree of responsibility for its protection.

And she, in turn, would be responsible for logistics, intelligence, and assisting in Divine Kingdom War.

But the problem was… her divine kingdom had absolutely no production capacity.

She was so poor that her believers were almost unable to eat.

In this situation, there was no need for Yang Fan to sign a Subordinate God contract.

Directly enslaving her would be the most cost-effective way.

After all, she had no combat ability. Yang Fan could break through her divine kingdom core at any time.

"Are you willing?" Yang Fan spoke again.

"I am! I am!" Ling Xuzi barely hesitated, hurriedly nodding frantically.

"Ling Xuzi greets Master!"

She had no idea what Yang Fan was actually thinking, but how could she refuse such a pie falling from the sky?

For the Void Spirit Race, choosing a powerful master was simply too important.

Compared to those six pieces of trash before, Yang Fan's divine kingdom was countless times stronger.

Only by following such a master could she see a future.

Soon, the two began to sign the Subordinate God contract.

The rules were very simple: Yang Fan was responsible for providing the power to protect the divine kingdom.

And Ling Xuzi needed to accept Yang Fan's dispatch and arrangements.

The Subordinate God contract was born from the rules of the divine kingdom.

Now that both of their consciousnesses were within the range of the divine kingdom.

As both parties simultaneously agreed, a large number of divine runes rapidly emerged within the Void Realm.

The power of the rules intertwined, eventually transforming into a pale golden contract mark that merged into both of their bodies.

The next moment, Yang Fan clearly felt that his divine kingdom seemed to have developed a special connection with Ling Xuzi's divine kingdom.

A one-way divine kingdom channel slowly took shape.

As long as he wished, he could send a great army into Ling Xuzi's divine kingdom at any time.

After finishing all this, Ling Xuzi finally let out a long sigh of relief.

It was as if the boulder pressing on her heart had finally fallen away completely.

Afterwards, she hurriedly and respectfully asked: "Master, what do I need to do now?"

"Currently, there are 130 million subjects in my divine kingdom."

"The divine kingdom has an area of 5.42 million square kilometers."

"Among them, there are 23 Qi Refining Stage believers."

"Your subordinate can search for new divine kingdom coordinates for you at any time!"

While speaking, Ling Xuzi secretly looked up at Yang Fan.

But at this moment, a hint of embarrassment appeared on her face.

Her tail swayed gently, her fingers twisted together incessantly, looking as if she wanted to say something but held back.

"If you have something to say, just say it." Yang Fan said indifferently.

"Reporting to Master…" Ling Xuzi's voice became smaller and smaller.

"My divine kingdom… has no food left."

"Could you provide some support?"

"Ordinary millet and wormwood will do; my believers aren't picky."

By the end, Ling Xuzi was even too embarrassed to look up.

In the years spent following those six beast-race demigods, her divine kingdom had already been exploited to the extreme.

A large number of Void Spirit Race believers didn't even die in Divine Kingdom War; they were… starved to death.

Yang Fan's gaze swept across the entire divine kingdom.

He saw large swathes of Void Spirit Race believers prostrate on the ground, each one so thin they were skin and bones.

Many were having extreme difficulty even standing.

Especially the children; their eye sockets were deeply sunken, their auras weak, as if a gust of wind could blow them over.

"This is truly wanting the horse to run without giving it any grass to eat."

"They couldn't even bring themselves to give them Guanyin clay!"

Yang Fan was speechless.

In his view, those few beast-race demigods were simply draining the pond to catch all the fish.

They completely didn't treat the Void Spirit Race as living beings.

The next moment, Yang Fan slowly raised his hand. Snap.

Accompanied by a crisp snap of his fingers, the Void Realm suddenly shook. A spatial channel opened instantly.

Rumble— Like a torrential flood pouring out.

Countless food items poured out frantically from the spatial channel.

Fields of crystalline spiritual rice piled up like mountains, resembling white jade.

Spiritual fruits exuding rich Spiritual Qi covered the ground.

Carcasses of processed Dragon beasts piled up like mountains, their blood energy soaring to the sky.

There was even a large amount of delicacies processed by the myriad spirits dietary hub.

Golden, crispy roasted meat, rich soups surging with Spiritual Qi, and crystalline spiritual pastries like jade.

Various aromas intertwined.

Just smelling it for a moment made the eyes of countless Void Spirit Race believers instantly turn red.

The rich aroma of food even materialized, permeating the entire divine kingdom.

The next moment, countless Void Spirit Race believers went completely insane.

"Food!!!" "Something to eat!!!"

They pounced on it like starving ghosts reincarnated.

A large number of believers even started fighting directly to snatch a piece of spiritual pastry.

Some male Void Spirit Race members, to fight for food, kicked the females next to them to the ground.

Those skinny children couldn't even squeeze in, and could only stand on the periphery of the crowd, crying loudly in anxiety.

The entire scene was completely out of control.

"Everyone stop!" Ling Xuzi suddenly shouted coldly.

Divine Might spread out.

Awe for their deity was already carved deep into the bones of these believers.

Even though at this moment their minds were filled only with the desire for food.

After the Divine Oracle descended, everyone still forced themselves to stop in place.

They stood there trembling, but dared not move a single step closer.

"Distribute according to need!" Ling Xuzi took a deep breath.

"This food must last at least five months!"

Hearing this, Yang Fan's expression suddenly became a bit strange.

Five months? The food he just gave…

Normally speaking, it would probably only be enough for 130 million believers for about ten days of consumption.

And looking at the current state of these Void Spirit Race members.

Let alone ten days, they might not even last five days.

At this moment, Yang Fan suddenly had an extremely strange feeling.

It seemed… it wasn't that those few beast-race demigods were exploiting them too harshly.

Ling Xuzi, this deity, was equally ruthless.

"Was I… too good to my own believers in the past?"

This thought inexplicably arose in Yang Fan's mind.