Even the other spiritual masters from the Han Kingdom who had come with the psychic master stared wide-eyed at their master in disbelief.
The Chinese Celestial Master stared in shock.
What exactly is going on?
Why is Pu Buqi, the only ninth-level Celestial Master in Han Kingdom, so respectful to the wind chimes?
Could it be that the Feng family is also cooperating with the spiritual masters of Han Kingdom?
When did this happen?
Did the Feng family have this story from before?
Everyone present was baffled by what they saw.
The demons captured by the Han Kingdom also stared at the wind chimes in shock, exchanging bewildered glances.
Wow... is this the demon race of China?
So impressive?
They were initially quite depressed about being captured, but now they suddenly felt that things weren't so bad after all.
Thinking about how it would be nice to follow this guy in the future?
From now on, I'm a legitimate member of the demon race. Even a ninth-tier spirit master would have to bow and scrape before my boss...
After a moment of stunned silence, Feng Ling came to her senses and glanced at the Duke.
The Duke maintained his elegant smile, while Feng Ling's lips curled into a slight smile, her inner thoughts:
That's nice!
You made me look really cool, bro!
Then, looking at the smiling ninth-tier psychic master before him, he said calmly:
"You've come at the right time; I need your help with something."
"My lord, please give me your orders."
"Go and capture all the demons from that other world for me."
Surrounding spiritualists: ? ? ?
He wouldn't actually agree, would he?
Upon hearing this, the ninth-level spirit master bowed to the wind chime.
"Yes, sir!"
To be honest, the translator next to him was stunned. It took a long time before he translated the message for the wind chime.
!!
The entire audience was shocked; this was outrageous...
Then Park Bu-cheol turned to look at the spiritual masters of his own Han Kingdom and said in a deep voice:
"Quickly capture all those demons from that other world and present them to this lord!"
The Han Guo spiritual masters stared at him, completely bewildered.
"Commander, what's wrong with you! Please wake up!"
"Damn it! Who are you telling to wake up?"
Feeling that his subordinate had made him lose face in front of Lord Fengling, Park Buqi angrily cursed and slapped him across the face.
Everyone present stared in astonishment at this scene.
The spirit master had no choice but to obey him, unable to express his suffering.
At this moment, the spiritual masters from China couldn't help but come over.
"Park Bu-ji, are you crazy?!"
Didn't you just say so confidently that you wouldn't hand over these demons to Fengling?
Why are we now helping him catch demons? Have we lost our minds?
Park Bu-chee said calmly:
"Since you are Chinese like that lord, I will not hold it against you."
All Chinese spiritual masters: ? ? ?
They never dreamed that one day they would benefit from the wind chimes.
Thank you so much!
"Wind Chime! What did you do to him?"
The Chinese spiritual master questioned her, but Feng Ling simply smiled:
"I didn't do anything. Didn't you all watch the whole thing? Alright, don't delay my demon-catching. If you ruin my work, you'll have to compensate me."
As she spoke, Fengling laughed and continued catching demons all over the Han Kingdom.
So this aid from the Han Kingdom suddenly turned into something like a gold coin treasure hunt...
The spirit masters and the Feng family were fighting tooth and nail for the demon race of Han Kingdom.
They seem to have become some kind of hot commodity.
However, for the demons of Han Kingdom, even a fool would know to go to the Feng family!
"Damn it! Come and get me! I'm being captured by a spirit master!"
"Help! I don't want to die!"
For the demon race of Han Kingdom, this has become a survival game.
They had to hold out until Wind Chime came to catch them, and they were all praying that Wind Chime would see them soon.
If we go to the demon race of Huaxia, there is still a glimmer of hope.
If it falls into the hands of a Chinese spiritual master, then we'll have to wait eighteen years...
With the cooperation of the Han Kingdom's demon clan and the Han Kingdom's spirit masters, Feng Ling won big this time!
According to incomplete statistics, Fengling captured nearly 200 million demons this time.
Meanwhile, the spiritual masters' side has less than one hundred million...
"Damn it! That robber!"
Some people angrily cursed, saying that judging from the result alone, the wind chimes took more than 60% of the credit.
Yan Dingyun, who was in China, naturally heard about this matter as well.
Veins bulging on his forehead:
Blanch!
Thump—
He slammed his fist on the table, startling the spirit masters around him, who dared not utter a sound.
It was rare to see Yan Dingyun lose her composure like this; she was clearly furious with the wind chimes.
In this way, the trap he had set earlier was rendered useless.
Previously, when Huaxia's supplies were hijacked, Yan Dingyun used this to trick Fengling.
They deliberately sent an empty plane, and then had Fengling pick it up.
Upon receiving the plane, they discovered there was no cargo inside and naturally pinned the blame on Fengling.
However, before the plane arrived, Fengling had already dealt with the demons of Han Kingdom!
He's even less likely to go there to collect those supplies.
Fengling only sensed that something was amiss, but she never expected Yan Dingyun to use any particular method.
I just unintentionally escaped his framing.
After the great war, the people of Han Kingdom couldn't help but cry loudly when the Han Kingdom officials announced the end of the era of demonic calamity.
People embraced and wept, celebrating this hard-won victory.
Looking at all this, Feng Ling couldn't help but sigh:
"Wow, I've really done a great thing!"
The surrounding spiritual masters' inner thoughts:
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