Chapter 1219 Negotiation
There was a large chair above the main seat. Luo Li walked over and sat down calmly.
Emperor Xuanming stood slightly in front of the left side of Luo Li's main seat, like the most solid barrier.
Su Qingjue stood still in the hall, and the two old saints of the Su family lagged behind him half a step, guarding him on both sides like rocks.
"Envoy Su, please take a seat." Luo Li raised her hand to indicate the guest seat prepared in the hall.
Su Qingjue didn't take a seat immediately. He just said straight to the point, "Lord Luo, we are the three Su family disciples who entered the ruins with you. We are here to bring back the news of the Demon God's inheritance to the Frozen Throne."
He looked at Luo Li and said, "My first question when I came here is: Has the Demon God's inheritance really appeared in the world?"
Su Qingjue's voice echoed in the spacious and magnificent hall, clear and direct, with an unquestionable solemnity.
His gentle gaze was fixed on Luo Li sitting in the main seat, waiting for her answer.
The four words "Demon God's Inheritance" seemed to carry an invisible weight, causing the air in the hall to stagnate a little.
Di Xuanming stood beside Luo Li, his deep eyes instantly became as sharp as ice knives, stabbing towards Su Qingjue.
A subtle chill emanated from Xuan Ye. It was not an intentional release of pressure, but it caused the temperature in the hall to drop sharply.
The two old saints of the Su family behind Su Qingjue narrowed their eyes slightly and subconsciously tensed their bodies as if facing a great enemy.
The gentle smile on Bai Ze's face faded, replaced by a cold and solemn look.
Luo Li sat upright on the main seat, her red clothes as red as fire, but her expression was calm and unperturbed.
Facing Su Qingjue's burning gaze, she did not answer immediately, but picked up the spiritual tea beside her and took a sip.
The lingering aroma of tea spreads in the solemn atmosphere, bringing a strange sense of relief.
Putting down the teacup, the crisp sound of collision broke the brief silence.
Luo Li raised her eyes, staring directly at Su Qingjue with a cold gaze. Her voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone:
"Since the messenger has already learned about this from the returning disciples, why bother asking this?"
She didn't admit it directly, but the tone of her question already gave the answer.
Su Qingjue's pupils suddenly shrank. Although he was mentally prepared, hearing this almost affirmative answer from Luo Li in person still caused a huge wave of emotion in his heart.
Demon inheritance!
That is a legendary existence that is powerful enough to subvert the entire continent!
If the successor of the Demon God appears in the world, the Demon God will come to the world again!
The two old men behind him gasped for breath, and couldn't help showing horror on their faces.
It’s actually true!
The Great Wilderness Demon God has passed away, and the Su family thought that no matter what kind of chaos happened in the Continent of Gods today, the Su family could stay out of it.
But it’s a different matter when it comes to the devil. If the devil comes again, the Su family cannot stay out of it.
That would be a disaster for the entire human race.
Su Qingjue took a deep breath and forced himself to suppress the turmoil in his heart.
His gentle face had rarely lost its composure, leaving only solemnity and seriousness.
He clasped his fists again, this time lowering his posture even lower:
"Please forgive me, City Lord Luo. This matter is truly shocking. The Su family isn't questioning it, but rather demanding confirmation. The revelation of the Demon God's legacy means the Demon God's will may not have completely dissipated. The danger of his resurgence hangs like a sharp blade over the Continent of Gods! This is no longer a matter for one family or clan; it concerns the survival of all beings on the entire continent!"
His voice was filled with a heavy sense of mission, and his eyes swept over Luo Li, Di Xuanming, Bai Ze and others, and finally fell back on Luo Li.
"The Su family has a long and arduous heritage, and the clan's secret texts do contain fragments of information about the Demon God and his legacy, but that's all. I'm afraid our understanding of it is far less than that of City Lord Luo, who personally experienced the ruins and faced the legacy head-on."
He paused, his eyes becoming incredibly sincere. "The primary reason I came this time is to obtain more detailed information about the Demon God's inheritance from City Lord Luo. Any clues are crucial! The Su family is willing to devote all their strength to fighting this disaster together!"
Di Xuanming's cold voice echoed, a subtle hint of sarcasm lingering in it. "Using the entire clan's strength? Not long ago, your family even took my mother's remaining soul away, and their attitude was far from friendly. Now, upon hearing about the Demon God's inheritance, they've immediately changed their attitude, offering to 'fight this disaster together'? The Su family's stance has shifted a bit too quickly."
The two Saint Lords behind Su Qingjue's face changed slightly. One of them could not help but said in a deep voice, "Young Master Di, you are wrong! The Su family's bloodline is a matter of great importance, not a personal grudge! Besides, the Su family has its own rules and regulations. The importance they attach to the Demon God's inheritance stems from their responsibility for the safety of the continent. How can it be confused with handling internal family affairs?"
"Internal affairs?" Di Xuanming raised his lips in an icy arc, his deep eyes seemed to be brewing an icy storm, "I have nothing to do with the Su family. I beg your pardon for not agreeing with the Su family's rules."
The atmosphere instantly became tense. Xuan Ye's aura was like a dormant beast, silently locking onto the two elders of the Su family.
Bai Ze's gentle gaze also took on a hint of sharpness as he quietly observed Su Qingjue's reaction.
Su Qingjue raised his hand to stop the old man behind him from making further excuses.
He looked at Di Xuanming with a complicated look, one that contained helplessness and inquiry.
He sighed softly, "Qingjue understands Young Master Di's prejudice against the Su family. Regarding Young Master Di's affairs, there are indeed different opinions within the clan, which also led to the previous misunderstandings and offenses. Qingjue is here to apologize to Young Master on behalf of the Su family.
But please believe that whether it's bringing Saint Han Yi back to the clan or seeking cooperation with City Lord Luo at this moment, their ultimate goal is not selfish gain. The Su family has guarded the Frozen Throne for endless years, and the responsibilities they bear far exceed the outside world's imagination. The threat of the Demon God's inheritance is an enemy we must face together."
He turned to Luo Li again, his tone firm and decisive, "Lord Luo, please believe in the Su family's sincerity! Regardless of how you and Young Master Di view the Su family's past actions, when it comes to fighting the Demon God inheritance, our stance and goal are the same!
The Su family holds secrets about the Great Wilderness Sealed Land, the Demon God, and its demonic species, which may provide key clues to finding, containing, or even destroying the Demon God's legacy! We are willing to share intelligence with Bulicheng and work together to deal with it!
Luo Li sat in the main seat, her cold eyes fixed on Su Qingjue's sincere face.
The hall was silent for a moment, with only invisible pressure filling the air.
Luo Li tapped the armrest lightly with her fingertips, making a crisp and regular "knock knock" sound, which was particularly clear in the silent hall.
Her cold gaze was like substance, examining the weight behind his words.
"Sharing intelligence?" Luo Li's voice was emotionless. "The Su family has a long heritage and profound foundation, so I naturally have no doubts. But cooperation requires sincerity and, even more importantly, a foundation. Envoy Su, the common position you speak of is, at present, just your one-sided statement, based on the Su family's unilateral belief in 'righteousness'."
She leaned forward slightly, an invisible pressure spreading. "The matter of Emperor Xuanming cannot be dismissed as an internal matter or a misunderstanding. The remnant spirit of his mother, Su Hanyi, is now within the Su family. What is her situation? What does the Su family call fulfilling their responsibilities mean? They treat their own bloodline as prisoners, even resorting to violence to question their descendants."
The old man behind Su Qingjue who had spoken earlier flushed red and held his breath, clearly struck by Luo Li's pointed question. The other old man frowned, his eyes flickering.
The warmth on Su Qingjue's face finally faded away, replaced by a deep solemnity. He was silent for a moment, as if weighing the pros and cons.
"The remaining soul of Saint Hanyi is in the clan and will definitely be carefully taken care of by Saint Qingyue. You don't have to worry." Su Qingjue's voice became low, with a hint of imperceptible complexity.
"No need to worry?" Di Xuanming's voice was as cold as the eternal black ice deep in the ice field, and every word was wrapped in a biting chill.
He took a step forward, his dark black robe fluttering without wind, the suppressed storm in his deep eyes almost bursting out, "The word 'take care of' is the reason for your Su family to kidnap my mother's remaining soul?
Her soul has long been weakened. If you hadn't forcibly taken her away, she should be by my side right now, nurtured by the Soul Nourishing Tree, instead of enduring unknown confinement in your so-called Frozen Throne! Su Qingjue, tell me, how can I not worry?!
Emperor Xuanming's question was like a heavy hammer, hitting the stagnant air in the hall.
The pressure emanating from him was not released intentionally, but it caused the two old saints behind Su Qingjue to change their expressions suddenly.
Su Qingjue faced this overwhelming rage and pressure head-on, his breath catching slightly. He could clearly sense the deep worry and anger in Di Xuanming's words, which were no fake.
This, for the first time, caused a flicker of hesitation and embarrassment to appear on his gentle face. The Su family's stance, the responsibilities of the Frozen Throne, and the undeniable bond between them...
"Emperor Xuanming..." Su Qingjue tried to explain.
"Enough." Luo Li's cold voice sounded, with an unquestionable majesty, instantly suppressing Di Xuanming's surging anger and the tense atmosphere in the hall.
She looked at Su Qingjue, her eyes sharp as a knife, "Emissary Su, the foundation of cooperation is trust. And trust is built on honesty. The safety of Di Xuanming's mother, Su Hanyi, is Di Xuanming's bottom line, and it is also the key to whether we can have an equal dialogue with the Su family.
If the Su family truly wants to demonstrate their sincerity and share the so-called intelligence concerning the survival of the continent, then please first answer us a question: What is the situation of Su Hanyi's remaining soul in the Su family? Is it being cared for as you say, or... is it imprisoned, used as some kind of bargaining chip?"
Luo Li's questions were extremely pointed, without any roundabout way.
Su Qingjue fell silent.
There was deathly silence in the hall.
The two old men behind him exchanged an extremely complicated look, moved their lips, but in the end said nothing. They just cast their gazes at Su Qingjue's back, waiting for his decision.
Obviously, the true situation about Su Hanyi is not known to everyone in the Su family, or it is not a secret that can be easily disclosed to outsiders.
Su Qingjue's brows were tightly furrowed, and his gentle temperament was replaced by a deep solemnity.
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