Huang Xiaolong felt it was funny that the Ghost Refining Sect Master would use such an excuse to ‘blackmail’ him into sparing his life.  

Huang Xiaolong was slowly walking toward the Ghost Refining Sect Master, not speaking a word until he was standing right in front of him, “I can spare your life if you want.”

The Ghost Refining Sect Master was stunned, then rejoiced as he asked, “Truly?”

Huang Xiaolong nodded sincerely, “As long as you open your soul sea and let me brand you with my soul mark.”

The joy that had risen to the Ghost Refining Sect Master’s face suddenly froze, as if he had fallen into an eternal ice cavern. He blurted out faster than he could think: “Never!” He then glared at Huang Xiaolong, “You motherf*cker, you played me!”

Huang Xiaolong shook his head, looking amused, “Looks like you don’t agree to this condition. Since it’s like that, you can’t blame me.” With that said...