negotiation
Jiufang Mingyuan pulled out a porcelain bottle from his bosom and poured a life-extending pill into his palm. He wanted to pinch Yiwu's lips open and feed it to her, but he found that she was unconscious and could not swallow such a large pill.
After hesitating for a brief moment, he put the life-extending pill into his mouth. After the pill melted, he leaned over and pried open Yi Wu's lips and teeth.
The warm pill passed smoothly into Yi Wu's mouth. Jiufang Mingyuan lifted her chin and helped her up a little.
The pain from the pressure on her shoulder wound made Yi Wu sober up for a moment. She felt something in her mouth and instinctively wanted to spit it out, but a warm sensation blocked it, forcing her to swallow it back.
She opened her eyes in a daze, and vaguely saw a golden color right in front of her. The pair of angry eyes showed a hint of imperceptible panic because she opened her eyes suddenly.
Jiufang Mingyuan? What is he doing...
Before she had time to think about it, Yiwu fainted again.
Jiufang Mingyuan closed his eyes, calmed himself down, picked the person up from the ground, and brought him back to the Jiyu Palace, placing him on the soft bed in the bedroom.
Finally, some demons discovered the figures of the immortal soldiers and hurriedly ran to the forbidden area to report.
"Young Master! It's bad! The immortal soldiers are coming!"
"Young Master..."
The impossible happened suddenly. No one had expected the sealed immortals to attack Cloud Summit without any reason, catching them completely off guard. Upon hearing the news, the demons immediately rushed to the Cloud Summit palace gate, ready to fight.
Strangely, the immortal soldiers didn't engage in direct combat, but simply surrounded Cloud Peak. The layers of bright white figures, radiating an immortal aura, immediately reminded the demons of the days of their oppression.
In front of the formation, the silver armor was particularly eye-catching, and the young god of war who commanded the immortal soldiers was particularly majestic.
After the great war between immortals and demons, the former God of War Shan Miao was seriously injured and could no longer lead the troops into battle. The Heavenly Emperor then appointed her most capable subordinate Ling Hua to succeed the position of God of War.
Shan Miao is warlike, but Ling Hua is different from her and advocates peace.
Even though they had been sealed for hundreds of years and most of the immortals were filled with resentment, Ling Hua still did not attack the demons immediately.
When the Heavenly Lord led the rest of the immortals to the top of the cloud, he did not see the immortal soldiers winning a great victory and retaking the top of the cloud, and he could not help but feel angry.
"Ling Hua, why don't you fight?" The Heavenly Lord said sternly, questioning the God of War. "The demons are completely defenseless. If we don't attack now, when will we attack?"
The rest of the immortals also echoed this, with questions and accusations coming one after another.
"Yeah, doesn't the God of War want to take back Cloud Peak?"
"Is the God of War afraid? He's worried that he's not strong enough. If he's defeated by the Demon Lord, he'll lose face?"
"Cloud Peak is the land of our immortal race. We should reclaim it. When you hesitate, we have already missed the opportunity!"
"Ling Hua, has being sealed away for four hundred years extinguished your fighting spirit? Have you forgotten the humiliation the demons inflicted on the immortals?"
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"No."
Ling Hua lifted his silver-white robe, knelt on one knee, halberd in hand, and held his back straight. "Your Majesty, I see something unusual happening on the summit of the cloud. It seems like a recent turmoil. If we launch an attack now, it would inevitably be seen as taking advantage of someone's misfortune, which is not the behavior of a gentleman."
Upon hearing this, the Heavenly Lord and the other immortals raised their eyes and took a closer look. Sure enough, they saw that the top of the cloud was filled with black smoke and miasma.
There were many corpses lying all the way from the palace gate. In addition to demons, there were also many monsters mixed in. Blood was everywhere and the palace was severely damaged.
This scene was astonishing, and the immortals murmured, "It seems that what War God Ling Hua said is true. But why would the demon race fight the devil race? Look at the fierce battle, it's even on fire."
"Who knows, but isn't this a good opportunity for a surprise attack?"
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The Heavenly Lord naturally saw it as well, but he concealed his anger, glanced around, and said nothing.
Immortal Venerable Beiyu always understood Mingjun's intentions best. He immediately stepped forward and loudly demanded, "The demons' suffering was not caused by our immortal race. Besides, they were the ones who robbed them in the first place. We are merely retrieving what was ours. How can we be blameless?"
"Beiyu Immortal Venerable is right. Gentlemen should follow the rules of propriety. These villains of the demon clan are not worthy of this."
"I second the motion."
"I second the motion."
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Finally, the Immortal Venerable Beiyu turned and bowed to the Heavenly Monarch, saying earnestly, "Please, Heavenly Monarch, do not be soft-hearted. Quickly order an attack on the demons and recapture Cloud Peak."
"I am not..." Ling Hua lowered his head even more, but was interrupted by the Heavenly Lord before he could finish his words.
"Ling Hua, you heard it too."
The Heavenly Lord paused, looking down at Ling Hua with a dignified expression, "I know you are of a righteous character, and you cherish your immortal soldiers and do not want them to be harmed."
"But Cloud Peak is the land of our immortal race. If we don't reclaim it, what will become of our people? This matter is of great importance and cannot be delayed. I command you to dispatch troops immediately and reclaim Cloud Peak."
"Lord!" Ling Hua quickly raised his head, his face stubborn despite the pressure, "Please give me a chance. Perhaps I can persuade the demons to leave Cloud Peak on their own initiative."
Fearing that the Heavenly Monarch would disagree, he quickly added, "If we can force the demons to retreat without a fight, while preserving the immortal soldiers, we can also protect Cloud Peak from further damage. Wouldn't that be the best of both worlds?"
Upon hearing this, the immortals looked towards the top of the cloud again.
The once magnificent and majestic building has now been infected by evil spirits. Not only is it dark and gloomy, it has also been damaged by war.
Some people thought Ling Hua was right and voiced their support. Having come to this point, the Heavenly Emperor, though displeased, had no choice but to agree.
"Thank you, Lord Tian!" Ling Hua saluted and retreated, returning to the front of the immortal army formation. He immediately dispatched two emissaries to the summit of the cloud to convey his intention to negotiate with the demons.
During their delay, a number of demon soldiers had already gathered at the Cloud Peak Palace gate. Seeing the immortal soldiers approaching, they all looked nervous and raised their weapons, ready to fight.
Bi You quickly raised his hands in front of him, trying to appease the defensive demons, saying sincerely, "Please be patient, we are not here to fight."
In order to properly facilitate the negotiations, Ling Hua specially sent his personal soldiers Bi You and Yan Yi to the scene, hoping to successfully invite the Demon Lord out.
"The God of War sent us here to deliver a message. We, the immortals, have no intention of provoking a war. We just want to invite your Demon Lord to come out for a chat." Yan Yi bowed, looking very kind and without any intention of fighting.
After hearing this, the demons still did not put down their weapons. They remained on guard and began to whisper to each other.
"The Immortal Clan has been sealed away by the Demon Lord for over four hundred years. They must hate us Demon Clan to the core. How could they be so friendly?"
"Besides, Shan Miao has always been belligerent, how could he possibly take the initiative to negotiate?"
"Maybe it's a trap, trying to trick the Demon Lord out."
"Who cares about the trap..."
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Commander Wu Kui was about to send his soldiers back to report when a domineering figure descended from the sky. Dressed in black brocade, tall and slender, his golden mask gleaming with a cold light, it was none other than Jiufang Mingyuan.
The demons retreated behind him and saluted in unison, "Greetings, Young Master."
Jiufang Mingyuan raised his finger, waved his sleeve, and transformed a translucent black square chair into one, sitting down with his legs bent. He rested his elbows on the armrests, his chin resting on his fingertips, and replied lightly, "There's nothing to discuss with you. Get lost."
Some people are still waiting for him to go back and save their lives, and they don't have time to waste with these random people.
"You..." After being scolded, Yan Yi rushed forward and wanted to argue, but was grabbed by Bi You.
He was much more composed than Yan Yi, still smiling, and spoke respectfully, "I wonder who you are, Excellency? Do your actions and words represent the demon race? Where is the Demon Lord?"
Wu Kui stood behind Jiufang Mingyuan. He had always been disgusted with the hypocrisy of the immortals and angrily scolded, "Open your eyes and see clearly. This is our demon clan's most noble young master, His Highness Jiufang Mingyuan."
After being sealed for four hundred years, the times have changed. Bi You and Yan Yi have no idea about the current situation of the demon clan. When they heard the word "Young Master", they looked at each other in confusion.
Seeing how the demons respected him, he must have the final say. Yan Yi wasn't afraid of him either, and said loudly, "Young Master, it's fine. Let's be frank. Since we, the immortals, have emerged from the abyss, you should know why we came."
"Thanks to the mercy of our God of War, we didn't send troops to drive you out directly. Instead, we sought forgiveness from the Heavenly Sovereign and came to negotiate. We hope that you can voluntarily leave Cloud Summit to avoid war."
Hearing this, Jiufang Mingyuan suddenly chuckled, and then his laughter grew louder and louder, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
"God of War, be merciful..." His shoulders trembled slightly, and it took a while for him to calm down. He sat up straight, his eyes gleaming with danger, "Let your merciful God of War come and speak to me personally."
His contemptuous attitude further angered the hot-tempered Yan Yi. Bi You held him tightly, and the two of them hurried back to report the situation to the God of War Ling Hua.
At a distance of about a hundred meters, the place where the immortals were was filled with ethereal air and the dark clouds avoided; while the demons' side was still gloomy, and the two sides were clearly divided, just like the relationship between them.
The brief calm seemed like a sign of impending storm.
It sounded like the young master didn't seem like he would cooperate with the negotiations, but Ling Hua still went to the Cloud Peak Palace gate in person.
Seeing him coming, the demons were also a little surprised. It was obvious that the immortals were also very different from four hundred years ago.
Wu Kui immediately leaned over to Jiufang Mingyuan's ear and whispered, "Young Master, this isn't the original God of War, Shan Miao. Shan Miao is a woman. This should be their new God of War."
Jiufang Mingyuan was still a baby during the Great War between Immortals and Demons, and he didn't know much about what happened. After listening, he said "hmm" softly and looked at the newcomer calmly.
Sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, extraordinary bearing, sharp halberd, and good cultivation...
Ling Hua calmly endured the various gazes from the demons across from him. He clasped his hands before Jiufang Mingyuan and then lowered them, speaking neither servilely nor arrogantly, "Greetings, Young Master. I am Ling Hua, the Immortal God of War."
"I have come here on the orders of the Heavenly Sovereign to negotiate with you. I hope that you, the demons, will voluntarily leave Cloud Peak and return it to the immortals."
"I promise that if you can leave on your own initiative, the Immortals will not kill you all and harm the lives of the Demons."
Ling Hua's sincerity was met with a disdainful sneer from Jiufang Mingyuan, who coldly questioned, "Do you know why the demons came to Cloud Peak? How dare you ask me to leave? How dare you?"
Jiufang Mingyuan thought that Ling Hua was just like him, young and unfamiliar with the past events, which was why he said such ignorant and ridiculous words.
Unexpectedly, Ling Hua's long-held calmness was briefly broken. Thinking back on what had happened, anger inevitably surfaced in his eyes.
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