Mo Xie smiled gently and waved his hand gracefully, "Please make your choice."
The disciples of the Demon God Palace, including Xue Tian, all had twitching lips.
Use the money of these third-rate disciples to hire them.
Is this even allowed?!
Our divine child is truly defying the heavens!
The disciples of the third-rate forces realized what was happening and burst into tears.
Some people even rolled on the ground, crying and shouting, "You barbarians! You stole our things and now you want us to do our jobs..."
Mo Xie raised an eyebrow and laughed cruelly, "Hehehe... Shouting so loudly, it seems you want to choose option two?"
The disciples of the Demon God Temple immediately glared and bristled, unleashing a cruel and murderous aura.
Click! Click!
His fingers were squeaking loudly as he gripped the weight.
The disciples of the third-rate forces immediately fell silent.
"Very good, congratulations on making the right choice."
Mo Xie nodded in satisfaction, "The Qiankun Bag will be returned in full the day after tomorrow morning!"
"in addition……"
As the saying goes, "Give a stick and then a sweet treat," Mo Xie added, "If you behave well, then I, in the name of the Divine Child, will vouch for you, and from now on your power will be under the protection of my Demon God Temple!"
The disciples from the third-rate faction immediately brightened up: Such a good thing?!
The Demon God's Temple, a super-powerful force protecting us?
Even a fallen superpower is still an existence that third-rate forces can only look up to with awe!
They were immediately filled with the joy of something lost and then found again.
The sixth-grade Grandmaster Realm cultivator at the beginning rolled his eyes and said obsequiously, "I am willing to serve the Divine Child!"
The others looked at each other and respectfully replied, "We are willing to serve the Son of God!"
In the end,
The scene was one of over three hundred people shouting in unison, "We are willing to serve the Son of God!"
They certainly have a lot of presence!
only,
That sounds really weird...
Mo Xie nodded gently and said, "Good!"
"After this battle, I hope you will become part of the Demon God Temple's faction."
In fact, this decision was not made on a whim, but rather premeditated.
All the factions in the demon realm, regardless of size, are too selfish!
There are super-powerful forces, first-class forces, second-class forces, and third-class forces. Everyone basically operates independently, and there is a clear hierarchy.
If the Demon God Temple wants to revive, it must change this entrenched pattern!
Therefore, Mo Xie planned to establish a demonic power system headed by the "Demon God Temple".
In other words, the Demon God Temple is the main entity that unites various demonic forces, both large and small.
in this way,
Only then can the Demon God Temple be revived, and even become a dominant force in the demonic path.
certainly,
The task is arduous and the road ahead is long; this plan is only in its initial stages right now...
At this point,
The Demon God Temple completely subdued more than three hundred disciples.
Although Xue Tian and the others considered their strength weak and disdainful.
But Mo Xie knew that this power could be used well.
This is the key force that enabled the Demon God Temple to dominate this war zone!
The other disciples of the Demon God Temple were all amazed: the Divine Son had actually "hired" more than three hundred disciples without any cost!
Ao Fang exclaimed, "After following the boss for so long, I feel like I'm starting to develop a brain!"
Ji Meiling asked, "What should we do next?"
The entire room fell silent, and everyone's eyes turned to Mo Xie.
Mo Xie said, "If I'm not mistaken, the Blood Oath Alliance and the other two top-tier forces will launch an attack soon."
Ji Meiling frowned and said, "As far as I know, they suffered considerable losses in the battle against second-rate forces, and they will probably need a long time to recuperate, right?"
According to the scouts' reports
Xiao Miechen and his two companions led over seventy disciples to attack a second-rate force.
As a result of their mindless tactics, they suffered heavy losses against more than 600 disciples from second-rate forces.
After all, not everyone is Mo Xie.
Mo Xie curled the corners of his lips. "No, they will! If nothing unexpected happens, they will launch a general offensive after sunrise!"
He looked at Ji Meiling and raised an eyebrow. "What, you don't believe me?"
Ji Meiling puffed out her chest. "Hmph, unless the leaders of those three families are idiots, they wouldn't launch such a sudden attack!"
Mo Xie chuckled mischievously and whispered in her ear, "Let's make a bet. If I win, you have to kiss me."
"Tch, what a spineless man!"
Ji Meiling rested her hand on Mo Xie's shoulder, her eyes filled with seductive allure, and breathed sweetly into Mo Xie's ear.
Why not increase the stakes?
Her tone was defiant, "If you truly win this Demonic Cultivation Tournament, this lowly succubus can be at your mercy~"
Are you serious?
Mo Xie glanced at her, and Ji Meiling gave Mo Xie a flirtatious wink.
How could he not know that this woman was always both naive and playful—seemingly charming and seductive, but actually more conservative than anyone else?
The warm fragrance wafted past his ear, sending a shiver through his heart.
He coughed lightly and said in a deep voice, "First of all, I don't want to hear the word 'lowly' again. My spirit, though a succubus, is very noble!"
Ji Meiling gave a sweet, coquettish hum and gave Mo Xie a look that said, "You know how to talk."
Mo Xie continued, "Secondly, if I lose this bet... cough cough, then I'll let you do whatever you want with me!"
Ji Meiling's smile froze instantly: ...
"Hahaha……"
Mo Xie laughed loudly, looked at everyone, and said solemnly, "Everyone, listen to my command!"
"yes!"
More than four hundred people said in unison.
A cold glint flashed in Mo Xie's eyes. "It's time to wrap up this battle."
"This plan is called..."
...
"Yes, Your Highness!"
More than four hundred people shouted, and each accepted the order and withdrew.
Mo Xie walked to the edge of the cliff.
He stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering in the wind, and his black hair flying in the air.
His eyes gleamed with a sinister light.
It's time to end this.
Before noon, in this war zone,
Only one faction will remain...
That is my Demon God Temple!
...
P.S. Goodnight everyone!
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