At the same time, a tiny point of light merged into Yeluo's body.
"You don't need to tell me either. With this Prohibition in place, he won't be able to give rise to any treacherous thoughts. If anything happens, you can personally step in to punish him."
Yeluo was very happy, while Catastrophe felt bitter inside, but being able to survive was already the greatest stroke of luck; he no longer dared to ask for anything more.
With this matter more or less wrapped up, Zhang Xiaoman's trip to the Plague Relics could be said to have yielded two unexpected gains: Yeluo and Catastrophe, these two Extraordinary Level beings. Especially the latter—his Strength was even close to the Middle Transcendent Level. And now he had been taken in as a little underling, permanently confined in the Original Realm.
