Chapter 70 The Transaction This can't possibly be our Demon God... right?
As the candlelight flickered, a phantom appeared on the window screen. Its face was indistinguishable, but even a glimpse of its profile was enough to captivate those inside.
His hands trembled as his fingertips gently traced the phantom image on the window screen. Though he only touched the cold fabric, he smiled.
"Master."
A cold, obsessive voice rang out.
"I will definitely bring you back, no matter what the cost, I just want you back."
...
"How strange, why haven't we encountered a single demon since we came in?"
A campfire was lit, and Mo Beili spread his hands out to warm himself by the fire. The weather in the Demon Realm was unpredictable, and the cold wind at night made people shiver.
Ying Shixue handed her the pastries.
No magic?
He glanced lightly at the rocky reef not far away, his eyebrows slightly raised.
Mo Beili took the pastries from his hand, somewhat surprised, "When did you buy these pastries?"
Ying Shixue raised her hand and gently ruffled her hair, replying, "I bought some because you liked them."
Fu Yunyao lowered her eyes, the flickering firelight reflecting a red hue into them.
Her fingertips rested on the Dust-Slaying Sword at her waist, which resembled an accessory, and the spiritual energy from the sword intimately wrapped around her fingers.
On one side, Fu Yusheng leaned against a section of withered tree trunk, quietly watching her.
He looked up at the dark horizon and spoke.
"They're here."
"What's here?" Mo Beili asked, not understanding.
The demonic energy that suddenly filled the surroundings answered her question.
Amidst the overwhelming demonic energy, pairs of bloodthirsty, dark red eyes stared intently at them, as if ready to pounce and tear them apart at any moment.
Amidst the demonic energy, a figure slowly emerged.
Chi Yuan looked at the four people by the campfire, his crimson eyes narrowing slightly. Just as he was about to speak, a sword of pure ice blue was pressed against his neck.
Feeling the familiar sword intent on the blade, he felt his already incompletely healed wound begin to ache.
"Let the dust sword..."
He spoke slowly and deliberately, his gaze fixed on the figure in white sitting by the campfire.
"So it was you, the young master of Yaotai Realm."
Fu Yunyao looked up and said, "I'm sorry to invite you here in this way."
As she said this, the sword Rangchen, pressed against Chiyuan's neck, drew even closer.
Chi Yuan sneered, "Heh, hypocrite. If you want to kill, then kill. Don't put on this fake act."
He felt incredibly unlucky. His injuries hadn't fully healed, and now he had run into Fu Yunyao, who wielded the Chen Sword. He couldn't defeat her, and there was nowhere to escape.
but……
Now that we've come all this way to the Demon Realm, there's no way we can go back safely. Hopefully, the others won't be too useless and will quickly find the Demon God's trail and lead their demon race to conquer it...
As he was thinking, his gaze suddenly fell on Ying Shixue, who was playing with the ends of a girl's hair. He sensed a familiar aura that commanded the submission of all demons, and his inner turmoil suddenly stopped.
No way!
Could this seemingly listless young man in front of them be their great demon god?
Fu Yunyao watched as his expression shifted from initial arrogance and disdain to utter shock. It was the first time she had ever seen such a rich range of emotions in a demon.
Chi Yuan barely noticed the sword blade across his neck. He took a half step forward, and the piercing pain from the sword piercing his neck brought him back to his senses.
Yes, how could their great demon god possibly stay with this group of so-called righteous people? They must have used some kind of evil magic, which has confused him!
He coughed lightly, resuming his previous arrogant demeanor, "Don't think I'll believe you just because you're pretending to be demon gods. You didn't even bother to find someone with better acting skills. I can see through this one at a glance."
The last word was almost uttered in a floating voice.
The boy looked up, and with just a casual glance, he froze him in place.
With just one glance, that terrifying aura emanated from him, and the powerful pressure made his soul not even have the slightest desire to resist or submit.
This is the power of the demon god; He can give them life, and He can also give them death.
Their bodies and souls all submitted to Him.
This is them, the demon gods they've longed for...
He looked at the boy who had lowered his head again, his fingertips twirling the ends of the girl's hair, and could no longer utter a word of disobedience or slander.
However, when he turned his head and met the gazes of the other demons around him, he saw the bewilderment in their eyes.
Their great demon god... he seems to be...
They've betrayed us?
They must be seeing things.
Fu Yunyao chuckled softly, letting the Dust Sword fall back to her side. The demon in front of her was clearly still reeling from the enormous impact.
"As you can see, your demon god doesn't really want to kill."
"Nonsense!" Chi Yuan retorted instinctively. What demon isn't born bloodthirsty?
His gaze stopped when he saw Ying Shixue on the side.
He comforted himself, thinking that it was normal for a demon god to be an exception, and that a powerful demon god could certainly control his desires.
Fu Yusheng watched Liao Liao and Chi Yuan's conversation and almost laughed.
He thought, "Liao Liao is really cute."
He clenched his fist to his lips, suppressing a smile, and said, "We've come here to make a deal with you."
"A trade?" Chi Yuan scoffed. "Our demon race and the human race have always been irreconcilable enemies. What trade are we talking about?"
“Is that so?” he countered. “Your demon god doesn’t seem to say that.”
Chi Yuan: ...
Demons: ...
What can they do?
Chi Yuan couldn't help but curse inwardly, "Humans are all the same!"
He cursed inwardly, but his face remained arrogant. "What kind of deal do you want?"
"Simply put, we hope that the demons can retreat to the borders of the North Sea, and that we can coexist peacefully without disturbing each other."
"Dream on!" Chi Yuan gritted his teeth and retorted without hesitation. This time, no matter how powerful the aura of the Demon God was, he would never back down.
"What do you know? You live in a paradise on earth, you bask in the sunshine, you enjoy warmth and joy."
As for us, we can only stay in the dark, sunless gutter, coveting your leisurely life.
We are all living beings, so why do you get to possess all the good things in the world, while we are left to be abandoned and forgotten in the endless abyss?
Mo Beili, who had been watching their movements closely, suddenly stopped upon hearing his words.
She had thought that the desolation and darkness of the Demon Realm was because the demons liked it. But it turns out that they also longed for the spring.
Fu Yunyao lightly tapped the blade of the Chen Sword with her fingertips, causing drops of frost to fall and bloom into ice flowers on the ground, slowly spreading outwards.
The biting cold eroded Chi Yuan's nerves, and his instinctive fear of Chen Jian made him feel cold inside, but he still refused to back down even an inch.
Fu Yunyao didn't understand his persistence.
Demons are born bloodthirsty, selfish, emotionless, and only know profit.
This is how the world views the demon race, and it is also her most profound experience in her many battles with the demon race and magical beasts.
Chi Yuan looked at her and said, “We are demons, not objects. Of course we have everything we want. For it, we can give up everything, even our lives, and never back down.”
What a noble ideal!
Fu Yunyao slowly stood up, grasped the hilt of the Rangchen Sword, her voice seemingly carrying both laughter and coldness.
"But what you've sacrificed are the lives of other innocent people, innocent civilians yearning for tomorrow."
Isn't what you yearn for the same thing they yearn for?
"What does that have to do with me?" Chi Yuan said. "Aren't you all standing on the corpses of countless demons today?"
However, the victor is king, and the loser is an outlaw. If three thousand years ago, our demon race had been the victor, then you would be the ones living in the dark and hopeless demon realm now!
“That’s impossible,” Fu Yunyao replied calmly.
"Even if the three-thousand-year war between humans and demons were to happen a hundred more times, the human race would still be the only victor."
Chi Yuan found it amusing. "Arrogant! If Heaven hadn't been on the side of humanity, we might not have been defeated!"
"It's not arrogance. Demons can devour their own kind to become stronger. In your eyes, there is no right or wrong, only the desire to rise."
Chi Yuan found it amusing. "Don't you humans ever kill each other for resources and territory? As far as I know, the Demon Realm seal was broken thanks to you humans."
"Of course," Fu Yunyao replied casually.
She had seen cultivators kill each other for resources, and sects fight over a spiritual vein.
Even in the mortal world, there are people who argue and even fight over a few pieces of silver.
Human life is full of all kinds of things, whether it is beautiful or ugly, good or evil, who can really say for sure?
only……
"In times of peace, the struggle for resources is a pursuit of a better life and future for both sides."
Before being trapped, no one would harm their own comrades. The seal that had imprisoned the demon race for three thousand years was forged by countless people at the cost of their own lives.
"Only when you possess the same determination and courage to unite as one in the face of an unknown future will I believe you have a chance of winning."
Fu Yunyao's words struck Chi Yuan's heart like a hammer blow.
He turned slightly, still insisting, "Once we have everything we want, we can do it too. Don't try to sway me with these words."
Fu Yunyao raised an eyebrow. "I didn't mean to bewitch you."
Chi Yuan frowned slightly, vaguely sensing that something was wrong.
The next moment, a golden array appeared beneath his feet, its ancient runes lighting up and imprisoning him.
He tried to struggle, but could only watch helplessly as the array pattern entered his brow.
This bizarre scene made the surrounding Shanghai residents involuntarily retreat.
Fu Yunyao turned her head to look at Fu Yusheng, who had just withdrawn his hand, and said, "It seems you've learned quite a bit."
"Do you like it?" he asked gently. "I'll teach you when I have time."
"What exactly did you do to me!" Chi Yuan's eyes were filled with rage. He thought again, "Humans are indeed the most cunning creatures in the world!"
Fu Yusheng then turned to look at him. "Spirit-Locking Array, don't worry, I have no interest in your life. As long as you don't set foot in the mortal realm again, I won't activate this array. Now, can we have a proper talk?"
"talk?"
This time, it was not Chi Yuan who spoke.
The demonic energy rose again, and the surrounding demons all lowered their heads and took a few steps back.
On the dark horizon, a blood moon slowly appeared, casting a crimson light that was both eerie and chilling.
Demonic energy gathered around Chi Yuan, transforming into the appearance of yet another demon lord.
He reached out and placed his hand on Chi Yuan's shoulder, then placed his other hand in front of his heart and bowed slightly.
"Night Tide of Blood Moon City greets the Demon God."
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