Every person from the Dark Camp of the Main Plane knows how to use a Demon Contract.

This is a secret technique that has long been recorded in the ancient books of each species of the Dark Camp.

Everyone knows the method to sign a Demon Contract, but no one has ever been able to use it.

Because Demons are like the supreme Father God, no one can see a Demon!

Jim Flick was extremely excited; he never thought that he would one day have the honor of using a Demon Contract!

He whispered his True Name softly, a streak of black light shot out from Jim Flick's forehead and entered the Demon Contract.

To most creatures, a True Name is innately present, the only difference is that some creatures do not know their True Name and cannot draw power from it, like ordinary humans.

Only unique beings like Bai Yan don't have their own True Name, Bai Yan has to explore and create his own.

Because no one is qualified to bestow him with a True Name.

All high-ranking Werewolves do the same; several black Demon Contracts shattered, turning into wisps of black smoke that entered Bai Yan's forehead.

The Demon Contract, signed successfully!

"Master!"

Jim Flick's wolf head bowed deeply, crawling on the ground, his voice extremely respectful.

The giant Werewolf, standing three to four meters tall, crouched in front of Bai Yan, obedient like a good dog.

It's also fortunate that there are no height restrictions in the Illusion Realm, otherwise, the ceiling of the room would have been collapsed by the Werewolves long ago.

"That's it, all done, I really like you this obedient dog."

Bai Yan smiled and gently rubbed Jim Flick's wolf head.

A humanizing pleasing expression appeared on Jim Flick's wolf face.

Bai Yan waved his hand, signaling the Demon Warriors to dissolve the Illusion Realm.

Energy dispersed, and the room returned to its original state.

The area that was previously messed up due to fighting, all went back to how it looked when Jim Flick and others were in the room earlier.

Including the broken cigar box, it still lay quietly on the wooden table, as if it had never been broken.

This is the power of the Illusion Realm; temporarily creating a mirror space for battle in the Main Plane is not a remarkable feat, but it is also not something everyone can perform.

Bai Yan gave a few more orders to Jim Flick, then waved his hand and left the hotel with a few Demon Warriors, only leaving one Demon Warrior to explain Bai Yan's rules to Jim Flick and others.

Although Bai Yan likes to keep a few high-ranking Werewolves as watchdogs, it doesn't mean he has the perverse taste of walking Jim Flick on the streets.

Walking a few men, or say Werewolves nearly four to five meters tall on the street?

The thought itself is terrifying, Bai Yan doesn't have this hobby!

He indeed treated the Werewolves as dogs, just some transformable dogs.

After handling Jim Flick's matter, Bai Yan directly returned to his own Lenaxis Blanc Hotel.

An Yan had already finished her bath and was reclining on the soft leather sofa in the suite's living room, holding a beauty magazine and reading it with relish.

Bai Yan walked in the door, disturbing the freshly bathed, elegantly mature beauty.

"Back already?"

An Yan smiled, her pretty face radiating a bright glow.

"Yeah."

Bai Yan walked up, took off his overcoat, and casually hung it on the coat rack.

An Yan put down the magazine, walked up to Bai Yan, sniffed gently, and murmured with a crinkled nose, "Go take a wash, you smell."

Bai Yan was startled, then looked down at himself.

Well, this is the stench of werewolves.

Maybe men don't care about these things, but this scent is particularly clear in front of An Yan, who has a mild obsession with cleanliness.

She dislikes her beloved man being tainted with these inexplicable scents; she wants a clean and bright Bai Yan.

What a stubborn little woman.

Helpless, Bai Yan with a smile of affection on his lips, was pushed into the bathroom by An Yan.

...

"Ding-a-ling-a-ling."

At this moment, An Xiaowan's call came through, her soft and longing voice emanated from the phone, soothing An Yan's inner bashfulness a bit.

An Xiaowan: "Sis, what are you guys doing?"

An Yan: "I'm tidying up clothes, Bai Yan is taking a shower."

An Xiaowan: "Oh, did you guys..."

An Yan with raised eyebrows in annoyance: "You little brat, now you're teasing me too! Itching for a beating, aren't you!"

An Xiaowan: "Hehe, sister is shy~"

An Yan: "I think you're asking for a spanking."

...

After the shower, Bai Yan tactfully did not bring up the earlier incident, and led An Yan out of the room all the way to the SPA service center.

The spa service at Lenaxis Blanc Hotel was indeed on point—essential oils, baths, massages, skincare application, aromatherapy, and a complete set of professional facilities and spa products, attended by master-level professional beauticians, all stunningly beautiful women.

Generally speaking, one session of the Lenaxis Blanc Hotel's spa services costs tens of thousands of RMB, but Bai Yan's room card is a supreme card.

One suite a day costs a hundred thousand RMB, Bai Yan and An Yan naturally have complimentary spa services, which is one of the perks offered by Lenaxis Blanc Hotel.

Learning to enjoy the finer things in life has always been a principle for An Yan.

To capture a man's heart, undoubtedly requires diligent care of one's beauty.

Men are like hungry lone wolves; without sufficient "food," An Yan can't be completely confident in tethering Bai Yan's heart.

Compared to high-end cosmetics, excellent spa beauty services undoubtedly suit An Yan the best.

Bai Yan could roughly guess An Yan's little thoughts, but what could he do?

Should he tell An Yan that actually, with the addition of the Demon Witch inside you, your beauty is well-preserved enough?

Don't even think about it!

Women will never disdain beauty activities, even the most exquisitely mature women can't avoid it.

Inside the spa V.I.P room's double chamber, the female beauticians had stepped out, leaving only the two of them lying in the beauty bathtub, with fine spray equipment in front of the bathtub, gentle raindrops falling, soothing and relaxing the skin.

Two bathtubs side by side, the room decorated with special plants and flowers, releasing a faint gas.

The gas is harmless, allowing one to relax the mind, enjoying a perfect leisurely time.

An Yan, eyes already half-closed, lightly leaned her head against the wall, her expression adorably drowsy.

Meanwhile, Bai Yan lay in the bathtub, opened the Demon Breeding Farm chat room, frowning deeply, muttering to himself.

"Strange, I remember having a Level 5 Void Evil Spirit demon, where did it go?"

Bai Yan's voice was filled with confusion and solemnity.

The quota for a Void Demon clearly displayed on the Demon Lord's attribute panel, yet within the Abyss Territory, this Level 5 demon's presence can neither be located nor sensed.

A mysteriously missing Level 5 demon, how could Bai Yan sit still!

Right now, who could think of enjoying this rare leisure spa time!

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