"Freedom!!!" The shout of the destitute man resounded throughout dozens of layers of the Abyss nearby. As an Abyss lord who had been sealed for eons, The first thing to do after finally achieving Nirvana (or at least temporary release) was to smell the sweet air flowing above the twists of the Styxian River.

"Now. I need to find something to do with myself." Freedom comes with a price. While you are trapped you can only do what others tell you, but with freedom you need to make your own choices. You can choose to follow someone else, or you can choose to forge your own way. And of course, Asmodeaus would rather make his own moves. Being trapped for multiple eternities gave him nothing but time to think. To plan. To decide what to do, if ever, he should be released. And now the time has come.

First--He should find a suitable vessel.

Dongfeng Family, North Blackiron Town, Flame Empire, Wutian Continent.

In an inconspicuous corner of the Wutian Continent, the Dongfeng family stood loftily as one of the Three major families of Blackiron Town. In the Dongfeng manor there was a young boy aged around 14 or 15, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Will my father ever return? It has been more than two years already."

The boy was Dongfeng Quebai, the son of the Patriarch of the Dongfeng family. His father had left for something two years ago, perhaps related to his missing mother. Quebai's mother disappeared shortly after giving birth to him and nobody knew where she went.

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After two years of missing, calls had been made from the elders to appoint a new Patriarch. Dongfeng Quebai, who should have been doted on by the whole clan, was bullied and his cultivation recourses were being stolen. The most important part is that Quebai's own cultivation talent could only be considered average at best. After 15 years of hard work he is only at the 3rd level of Qi Condensation.

But even if he wants to break through to the 4th level, Quebai can't do anything if his Qi Refining Pills get taken away by bullies every month. Who would have thought that the patriarch's own son would be reduced to such a victim. The important thing is, his 10 year old half-sister just started cultivation this year and without anyone to protect her she would be entirely on her own without any recourses at all.

So Dongfeng Quebai turned to ancient witchcraft. He took out an old decrepit black bound leather book that he got from a street vendor 7 years ago. Then he made a pentagram on the floor with pig's blood and wrote strange symbols. Then he stood in the middle and chanted "Asmodeaus is thy name, Tricks are thy game, Twisted Tricks are 4 KIDS!!"

Then he took the lifelike drawing of the goat and ate it.

After that Quebai's eyeballs flashed black and red and a strange presence arose in his mind.

"Tell me--What is your wish??"

"I want to protect my sister and to get stronger!!!"

"Why?"

"Why?"

Quebai was stumped. It was just something he had always wanted. There was no deeper reason. He loved his sister and he loved himself. But he couldn't just say 'love' could he? That would be too cheesy. So he stammered "I want--want to have a better life."

Asmodeaus smiled and said "I agree to your demands."

"Happy partnership, friend."