“Alright, if the demon army loses, the surviving humans can leave the South City and won’t have to be sacrificed at the source of the battlefield! But the premise is that you can’t enter the battlefield!” the Demon Lord said thoughtfully.
"Okay, I agree!"
...
"Making a deal with the Demon Lord, you're really a cutie!"
A fragrant breeze wafted over, and Jiang Yuan and Ning Yanlan stared at each other, their eyes locked in close proximity.
"If it weren't for you, I would have already left with my men, instead of here negotiating with them!" Jiang Yuan had reached his limit of tolerance for Ning Yanlan. If Xiao Pang and the others had left earlier, he would have accepted his fate of being tied to Ning Yanlan. But they didn't leave, and he had to ensure that those who followed him survived.
"No matter what the outcome, you cannot transfer your battle spirit to the Demon Lord! Otherwise, don't blame me for disregarding our marital relationship and sending you straight to hell!" Ning Yanlan said gently but with murderous intent, placing her hand on Jiang Yuan's face.
"That's your decision, it's none of my business!" Jiang Yuan pulled Ning Yanlan up a few centimeters by her waist, showing no displeasure at her threat.
"Let go!"
Ning Yanlan glared fiercely at Jiang Yuan.
"I won't let you go unless you help me!" Jiang Yuan said with a roguish air.
"No, I can't help because of my identity!" Ning Yanlan refused outright. If she appeared in her own identity, the battlefield would consider it as a companion god entering the arena, and the battlefield rules would probably be the first to jump out and interfere.
Jiang Yuan placed his index finger in front of Ning Yanlan's lips and corrected her, "What I need is the Ning Yanlan of the past, not this one!"
"A companion god!"
Jiang Yuan whispered those three words in her ear.
Ning Yanlan frowned slightly. She was mentally prepared for her identity to be discovered, but when it actually came to this, she still felt guilty.
"You said it yourself, we're husband and wife! You wouldn't refuse to help with this little thing, would you?" Jiang Yuan deliberately tested the waters.
"I'm willing to help, but I have conditions!"
Ning Yanlan suddenly glanced at the person next to her.
"you say!"
Ning Yanlan solemnly said, "The Demon Lord doesn't want you to participate in the war in order to weaken your control over the source of the battlefield, intending for the Demon Spirit Clan to take over the source better. So you must give me a part of your soul first. Only in this way can I use your part of your soul to absorb the power of the participants and strengthen the source!"
Jiang Yuan fell silent. Ning Yanlan really thought of everything, even taking a part of his soul. She was afraid that he wouldn't become a battle spirit or that she would imprint the battle spirit on the Demon Lord and thus take control of him in advance.
"We're husband and wife, you wouldn't refuse to help with this little thing, would you?" Ning Yanlan used what she had just learned to ask him a question.
"Fine, do it yourself if you want!"
Jiang Yuan wanted to see if Ning Yanlan could really bring herself to do it, after all, the two had been sleeping in the same bed for so long.
However, before the thought could fully form, Ning Yanlan slapped his forehead hard. In that instant, he seemed to see his soul leaving his body, while Ning Yanlan calmly used an energy to remove a third of his soul.
"hiss!"
The indescribable pain made Jiang Yuan tremble all over, and cold sweat covered his entire body in just a few seconds. He immediately circulated the Heart Nourishing Technique to soothe his soul and alleviate the pain.
"Eat it!" Ning Yanlan flicked her finger, and several milky-white pills entered Jiang Yuan's mouth.
This pill looks very familiar; it's the Soul-Soothing Pill that Jiang Yuan fed to Ning Yanlan last night.
"Concentrate all the living forces in Nancheng on the oath! And bring out all the weapons we've stockpiled!" Ning Yanlan left with one-third of Jiang Yuan's soul, along with Xiao Pang and Leng Yue.
"Jiang Yuan, are you alright!" Liu Zhaodi had never seen Jiang Yuan show such an expression before. In her heart, Jiang Yuan's image was invincible, but now she saw the soft side he had always hidden. She could understand the harm that the betrayal and exploitation by the person he loved had caused him. Perhaps the pain that Ning Yanlan had brought him was far greater than the pain of his soul being torn apart.
"This talent is for you!" Jiang Yuan reached out and replaced Liu Zhaodi's talent with a super talent.
Previously, she had a super talent—mind control, but that was clearly not enough, so he used over 400,000 Dead Marks to fuse with the characteristics of the Soul Energy Clone Technique to reconstruct the super talent most suitable for Liu Zhaodi—Heaven and Earth Dual Souls.
"Why did you give me this out of the blue?" Liu Zhaodi wondered, a vague unease creeping into her heart.
"Constantly self-destructing clones will damage your soul, so I've improved it for you! This talent can only create two clones: a Heavenly Soul and an Earthly Soul. They will assist you in battle and cultivation, and they won't even harm you when they self-destruct. It's much better than your Soul Energy Clone Technique!" Jiang Yuan explained the ability of the Heavenly and Earthly Souls. This talent was the one he paid the highest price for. Not only could it increase Liu Zhaodi's cultivation speed by two times, but it was also extremely practical, combining offense and defense.
“But I need you to protect me, don’t be in two places at once!” Liu Zhaodi shook her head and said.
"Zhao Di, I can't participate in this battle, otherwise the Demon Lord will also take action! So whether Nancheng can survive depends entirely on you!"
After Jiang Yuan finished speaking, he endured unimaginable pain and handed over the God-Slaying Spear, instructing, "This is the God-Slaying Spear. I have already granted it access. If something happens to me, it will recognize you as its master and transfer the replicated inheritance inside to you!"
"I don't want it!" Liu Zhaodi shook her head, tears still in her eyes, refusing. She had no interest in something that felt like entrusting her child to someone else.
"Don't worry, even if everyone in this southern city dies, it won't be my turn, Jiang Yuan!" Jiang Yuan shoved the God-Slaying Spear into Liu Zhaodi's hand, then dismissed her, saying, "Go, this is your war, don't count on me!"
"Jiang Yuan, after this is over, can you come to my house to propose marriage?" Liu Zhaodi whispered, holding the God-Slaying Spear.
"Okay, I'll definitely go when it's over!"
Jiang Yuan took a deep breath and said that Liu Zhaodi was completely unaware of the seriousness of the matter, or rather, she was aware of it but still wanted to give herself hope.
"Okay, I'll definitely wait!"
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