Humans are already pitiful enough, and Tu Shanmu doesn't want to break ties with Qingyao at this crucial moment.
He could tell that this young man had a bad temper, and if they started fighting, it could easily escalate into a life-or-death struggle.
The God of Tushan believed that the most urgent matter was not whether to leave or not.
He could stay in the castle, act as an advisor, and provide them with assistance, but he would absolutely not get involved in this mess.
Protecting the humans on this land was originally a task assigned to the four of them by the main god.
Qingyao's attempt to bring the human god over was also unreasonable.
Tu Shanmu took a step back, and Qing Yao also took a step back.
"If I won't let you take action, how do you plan to infiltrate their ranks?"
When You Tu returned from Qingqiu, the group gathered around the stone table to analyze the current situation.
After a century of development, the demon race is no longer the insignificant shrimp soldiers and crab generals they once were.
The demon race now occupies the best land on this continent, has established city-states, has armies, and has laws.
The demon god rules over the people below and also abducts women from the human world to mate with the demon race, giving birth to hybrid demons.
Although humans are recognized as the most vulnerable race, their blood is the most resilient.
All children born from mating with humans are stronger and more ferocious than ordinary demons, and they are also more intelligent.
The demon god raised a group of descendants, sending them to conquer the east and west, killing all the humans on this land and abducting all the beautiful women to his palace.
Human beings are suffering terribly and there is no way to survive.
The demon race has developed so rapidly that it's impossible for them to be without any flaws.
Qingyao and the other three had fought against the demons for so long that they knew a little about the demons' tricks.
"The Demon Clan's Left Protector and the Grand Elder were among the first to surrender to the Demon God. Everyone else died, but the two of them survived and were highly valued by the Demon God."
Junhuang continued Qingyao's words: "One of them is a lecher, and the other likes to show off. The Left Protector has slept with the Demon God's woman, and the Third Elder has a lot of prestige in private and has always considered himself the next Demon King."
When Shu Yan heard her utter the word "lustful," he frowned and asked, "Where did you hear that from?"
Junhuang's eyes were golden-red, the same color as her true form.
She was born with a radiant and captivating face, and her expression was always flamboyant and passionate, like a vibrant flame.
"Women love these kinds of gossips, you wouldn't understand."
Qingyao glanced at Shu Yan's darkened face and said with a half-smile, "He doesn't understand, so he can only keep his anger inside."
Shu Yan gave him a warning look, "Shut up!"
Tu Shanmu ignored the group of people circling around him in ways he couldn't understand; he already had a plan in mind.
"You disguise yourselves as humans and infiltrate the area. Junhuang gets close to the Left Protector, Qingyao becomes the Third Elder's lackey, and Shuyan Youtu infiltrates the Fourth Prince, who is most likely to become the next Demon King, to incite him to rebel."
You Tu clicked her tongue, glanced at him, and said, "I thought the High God was unapproachable, but it turns out..."
The rest of the message was essentially, "I never expected you to be such a cunning and ruthless deity."
Qingyao strongly suspected that Tushanmu was settling a personal score: "Why am I the one being his lackey?"
Does he really look that sleazy?
Tu Shanmu glanced at the other three and asked him, "Are you sure that with your looks, you can seduce the Left Protector?"
Qingyao's face darkened as well. Tushanmu then asked, "Are you comfortable letting Shuyan and Youtu take your place?"
One of them can barely utter a word, while the other, once he opens his mouth, no one can escape his scathing remarks. It's a miracle if he doesn't curse. Given time, the Third Elder might be turned into his lackey.
Qingyao swallowed his anger and said, "Fine, we'll do it your way!"
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