Fang Shan was completely unaware that the business was going to be transferred and was still diligently working on the design sketches.
Wei Sushen is only responsible for production, and all the ideas come from this soulful painter.
That night, a gentle breeze blew, and outside one could vaguely hear the screams of disciples being chased by puppets. Fang Shan stretched himself and yawned as he saw Wei Sushen folding clothes.
Home host?
Fang Shan praised: "She is beautiful and intelligent, and she is hardworking and good at managing the household."
Wei Sushen didn't look up at him. He put the folded clothes into the storage ring, and then sorted out some other valuables.
Fang Shan: "Host, are you going on a trip?"
Wei Sushen said slowly: "Make the necessary preparations."
I’m afraid that Tianji Sect can no longer accommodate them.
Fang Shan was completely clueless and happily munched on an apple. "Where is the mission going?"
Wei Sushen glanced at the main interface: 3067/10000.
Fang Shan frowned. "It's been half a month, and you've only harmed three thousand people?"
Wei Sushen: "I heard that the disciples of Tianji Sect have volunteered to go down the mountain for training, while the rest are hiding in their caves and some peaks have even closed their doors."
It wasn't going as smoothly as expected. Fang Shan pondered, "It's time to change the map."
While Fang Shan was thinking about how to escape, the demons millions of miles away also received the news that the holy weapon was going to be transferred.
At first, it was just a joke, until a demon general captured a disciple of Xiaoyao Sect. During the interrogation, the disciple accidentally revealed that the sect had received a letter from Tianji Sect, and Du Xuan wanted to sell the holy weapon.
The demon generals didn't dare delay and immediately reported the matter to the Demon Lord. The Demon Lord was silent for a long time after hearing this, and then asked his confidant, "What do you think Du Xuan is planning?"
At first glance it sounds like a conspiracy, but if you think about it carefully, what is the purpose?
Setting a trap at the cost of losing two holy artifacts would require someone to be crazy.
The confidant thought for a long time and asked cautiously, "Master, is the Tianji Sect's leader really not a spy sent by our demon clan?"
Before he could finish his question, he was knocked out.
The Demon Lord sneered: "Think about it with your brain, if he were like that, would I have spent all these years trying to deal with the Tianji Sect?"
The confidant wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and felt wronged.
The Demon Lord suddenly tore off a piece of his robe sleeve, wrote a line of words on it, and threw it to his confidant: "Send it to Tianji Sect."
Confidant: "Master, using a cut sleeve instead of paper can easily cause misunderstandings."
This time he finished speaking, but was knocked even further away.
The corners of his mouth began to bleed again. His confidant didn't dare to speculate any more and hurried to deliver the letter.
“Get back here!”
The confidant hurried back.
"What are you standing there for?" The Demon Lord said with an unpleasant expression, "Go get me some paper and pen!"
The content of the letter is full of sarcasm:
I heard you want to sell the sacred artifact. Have you been possessed? Have you gone astray?
If neither is true, I am willing to take over for 2.5 billion.
The letter was only delivered to a place a hundred miles outside the Tianji Sect. No matter how brave the demons were, they did not dare to rush directly up the mountain because it was contaminated with demonic energy. It was soon discovered by the patrolling disciples and presented to the sect leader.
Du Xuan had just killed a King Kong Barbie puppet and was about to breathe a sigh of relief when a disciple came to see him: "A letter from the Demon Lord."
Du Xuan's expression remained calm after just one glance, yet his eyes held a trace of disdain. While previous Demon Lords had been brutal and cruel, they were also skilled in both civil and military matters. How could such a disgraceful creature have emerged?
Du Xuan was also a wonderful person. He immediately replied: "I want to sell it. Do you dare to buy it?"
After receiving the reply, the Demon Lord sent people with more than a dozen boxes of spirit stones to the vicinity of Tianji Sect the next day, and posted Du Xuan's letter on the boxes.
The elder of the Tianji Sect's Punishment Hall stood beside the Sect Leader, gazing at the scene from the top of the mountain.
The elder frowned, "The Demon Lord deliberately made it known to everyone. If we ignore it, it will appear that we are going back on our word."
Du Xuan said in a cold voice, "Then just do as he wishes."
The elder disagreed: "The sacred artifact should not be taken lightly. Once it falls into the hands of the demons, the consequences will be disastrous."
Du Xuan: "One of the holy artifacts has sworn with its Dao heart that it will not help the evil demons to do evil."
For a cultivator, if he breaks his oath, his path to cultivation will be cut off.
"Besides, I'm trying to break through the bottleneck and can't be disturbed too much by the outside world."
The elder's face lit up with joy: "Is the Sect Master planning to reach the Mahayana realm?"
Du Xuan waved his hand, "Nothing has been determined yet, so there's no need to get excited." He paused, then added, "Of course, oaths aren't omnipotent. If he uses those puppets, it doesn't count as a personal attack."
Elder: "In that case, we must not send them to the demon clan."
Du Xuan: "Dragon Island has agreed to form an alliance, and Xiaoyao Sect is willing to stand on the same side with us. I have a feeling that the Demon Lord is about to break through. Now it depends on who is faster."
The elder thought for a moment and said, "Dragon Island is guarded by the Purple Dragon, so even if the Demon Lord gets the Sacred Artifact, he won't dare act rashly. Well, let's take a gamble. If the Sacred Artifact turns the Demon Realm upside down, it will be a good thing for us."
Du Xuan's eyes darkened: "If I can break through the Tribulation Stage, I will definitely flatten the Demon Realm."
The elder sighed, "I'm afraid that, just like back then, you and the Demon Lord will break through at the same time, and the battle will continue for decades until you're dead."
After he finished speaking, he was kicked off the cliff. Du Xuan snorted coldly and left.
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Facing the Tianji Sect's leader, whose face was filled with guilt, Fang Shan's voice trembled: "We just arrived, and we're going to be sold out again?"
Inwardly: Hurry up, send us away, completing the mission as soon as possible is the most important thing.
Du Xuan was filled with regret: "The Demon Lord was very cunning and used provocation. I was not careful and fell into his trap."
I thought to myself, if I don’t send him away, am I going to keep this plague god around for the New Year?
Fang Shan said resolutely, "Now that things have come to this, we won't make things difficult for the Sect Master. Remember to give us some money, and we'll be on our way tomorrow."
Du Xuan patted his shoulder and said, "Thank you, Brother Ao Shan, for your understanding."
The moment they turned around, the corners of their mouths rose at the same time.
Fang Shan said to Wei Sushen, "This situation reminds me of something."
Wei Sushen: "Let's part ways and be happy."
“…”
Du Xuan didn't want to delay for a moment, so he terminated the contract that day.
The next day, the morning glow rose, and the fiery red light reflected on the newly green willows in the mountains, which was both simple and elegant, just like Fang Shan and Du Xuan who were bidding farewell at this moment.
"I wish you a safe journey." Du Xuan raised his glass, and Fang Shan couldn't wait to clink his glass with it and drink it all in one gulp.
Du Xuan put down his wine glass with a smile, but saw that the latter was looking at him eagerly, and seemed to have no intention of leaving.
Fang Shan glanced at the wine jug, and Du Xuan poured another glass: "I wish you a smooth journey ahead."
After drinking, Fang Shan continued to look at the wine jug.
Du Xuan directly stuffed the wine jug into his arms: "Take it with you and enjoy it on the road."
Fang Shan then took a step forward.
At the moment of flying in the air, Du Xuan suddenly said in a loud voice: "The universe is vast and majestic. We cultivators should stand tall and upright, punishing evil and promoting good."
Fang Shan put away the wine flask and waved his sleeves: "Thanks for the reminder."
After flying a distance, Fang Shan looked back and suddenly saw tens of thousands of disciples standing on their respective main peaks. He couldn't help but smile and pulled Wei Sushen's sleeve: "I didn't expect that you and I are so popular that all the disciples of the sect came to see us off."
Wei Sushen glanced at him and remained silent.
Fang Shan pointed to a small black dot in the distance and said, "Look at that one. It's so excited that it's crying."
Before Fang Shan left, he left the puppet in Tianji Sect. According to him, it was a souvenir.
Wei Sushen: "...as long as you are happy."
Fang Shan actually nodded generously: "Master Du is a good man. He even gave me a pot of good wine before leaving."
The journey to the Demon Realm is long, and Fang Shan would occasionally kill time by telling stories about the embarrassing moments he had experienced while guiding the host. Wei Sushen found it interesting and did not find the journey long and boring.
Demonic Realm.
Every day here, people of the same race fight each other for resources and women. The law of survival of the fittest is fully demonstrated in the Demon Realm.
From a long distance away, you can smell the bloody smell coming from the soil.
The Demon Lord looked at the two figures flying closer and murmured, "I didn't expect they would really come."
The original purpose of writing that letter was to humiliate Du Xuan, and it would be good to make him feel upset. I didn't expect that he would actually be willing to hand over the holy weapon.
Having met the Demon Lord once before at the auction, Fang Shan took the initiative to greet him: "Time is precious, let's sign the contract."
The Demon Lord was startled and confused by his initiative, and he politely declined, "Since you two are new here, why don't you take a tour of the Demon Realm first?"
Fang Shan's expression suddenly turned cold: "Demon Lord, are you looking down on us brothers for being second-hand goods?"
“…”
The Demon Lord couldn't help but look at the bridge to the other shore, but Wei Sushen just looked up at the sky, and continued to look up at the sky.
"My dear brother, I misunderstood. I haven't asked for your full name yet."
Fang Shan: "Huangfu Aoxuan."
“…What a nice name.”
The Demon Lord took them around, and everywhere they looked, they saw death and struggle. The Demon Lord seemed to enjoy this scene and asked Fang Shan what he thought.
"When will the contract be signed?" Fang Shan urged without any emotion.
After a tour in the Demon Realm, the Demon Lord had no reason to continue to refuse. With Fang Shan taking the initiative to pay for it, he began to sign the contract with a cautious mentality.
Fang Shan closed his eyes, his voice pious and magnetic: "Master of the Demon Clan, in exchange for blood, I will grant you endless power!"
In the middle of the process, the Demon Lord couldn't help but open his eyes and checked the formation. It was still the formation for signing the equal contract, no different.
"Can reciting a self-created spell strengthen the contract?"
"No," Fang Shan shook his head, "but it makes me happy."
The Demon Lord was about to speak, but Fang Shan warned him with his eyes: "No returns accepted."
The Demon Lord subtly expressed his desire to only sign the Bridge to the Other Shore. Fang Shan's smile faded, his eyes narrowed dangerously, and murderous intent flashed across his face for a moment: "Similarly, for bundled sales, we won't accept orders."
The tough attitude made both parties reach a consensus. The Demon Lord felt the power of the contract feedback and reluctantly accepted the current situation.
No matter what, it is beneficial to cultivation, so I can tolerate it for the time being.
The living quarters provided by the demons were much more luxurious than those of the Tianji Sect. They were decorated purely for the rich, without any attention to aesthetics, and spirit stones were simply and crudely inlaid on the walls.
Fang Shan appreciated this very much.
Wei Sushen did not take out all his luggage. He had a feeling that he could not stay here for too long.
Although Fang Shan was a bit crazy, he was very dedicated to the task and spent all his free time on designing the artwork. "Come and see the new model." He spread the drawings in front of Wei Sushen. "This time the puppet will have wings. Although it will be more difficult to make, the effect will be better."
The sky domain is the puppet's shortcoming and needs to be made up for.
Wei Sushen sighed, looked at the few pieces of clothes he had just taken out, and hesitated whether to put them back into the storage ring. He was certain that within seven days, they would be expelled from the Demon Realm.
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