As expected, the Yellow Springs Lord appeared at this time. Qin Lang didn't expect this guy to be so ostentatious. When he appeared, he was sitting on a tall throne with eight powerful generals standing beside him. Two of them were escorting Baima.
Qin Lang glanced at the Yellow Springs Lord on the throne. He thought this guy would be some kind of god with three heads and six arms, but he didn't expect him to be a scholar wearing black clothes. Moreover, this guy's eyes were hollow. He was blind!
In comparison, the eight generals standing beside the Yellow Springs Lord all looked extremely domineering and fierce, as if they were lords of the Yellow Springs Lord.
However, Qin Lang naturally wouldn't judge based on appearance, nor would he feel closer to the Yellow Springs Lord just because he was a human. After all, there were creatures like humans in every universe. Although their appearances were similar, their temperament and behavior were completely different.
Although the Yellow Springs Lord was also a human, he wasn't a simple person.
"King of Death, it wasn't easy to invite you here," the Yellow Springs Lord said. Although he was blind, he seemed to be able to see through Qin Lang. "I originally thought it would be difficult to deal with you, but now it seems to be very easy — — because you are an existence with an obvious weakness."
"Would you like to hear the details?" Qin Lang asked.
"For example, like this." The Yellow Springs Lord smiled faintly. With a thought, a black longsword was placed against Baima's neck. "What if I ask you, would you give up the position of King of Death, or her life?"
"Shameless!" This was uttered by Feng Canxue. He was a 'Lord' after all. How could he be so shameless?
Qin Lang didn't expect the Yellow Springs Lord to be so shameless. He actually used Baima to threaten him. However, this seemed to be the easiest solution. Perhaps the Yellow Springs Lord felt that he could achieve his goal with such a simple method, so why would he give up the easy and take the difficult?
Even though such methods were definitely dishonorable, when one reached the level of an era's overlord, karma, good, and evil were no longer important. Since that was the case, attaining one's objective was naturally the most important.
The Yellow Springs Lord was right. Qin Lang did have a weakness, and it was one of Qin Lang's weaknesses: humanity! Feelings!
No matter how high Qin Lang's cultivation was, he had not reached the point where he would lose his humanity and be heartless. Therefore, Qin Lang really did not know how to refuse the Netherworld Lord's offer. Moreover, Qin Lang was not conceited enough to think that he could suppress the Netherworld Lord before he killed Baima. The Netherworld Lord was not easy to deal with. Just by looking at the structure and strength of the Netherworld Nine Purgatories, one could tell that the Netherworld Lord was indeed an ambitious fellow.
Since Qin Lang couldn't refuse the other party's conditions, why should he? He would just directly agree.
"No problem! Let Baima go, and the 'Origin Death' is yours. "
Qin Lang's straightforwardness was clearly out of the Netherworld Lord's and everyone else's expectations. After all, Qin Lang was a great Ruler of the Dead, yet he didn't show any temper at all. He didn't even curse at the Netherworld Lord and directly handed over the power of the 'Origin Death'. That didn't seem to make sense.
"Really?" The Netherworld Lord's tone was clearly a little excited. He initially thought that he would need to add more weight to achieve his threat, but he didn't expect Qin Lang to agree to his conditions so readily. This made the Netherworld Lord feel a little uncomfortable.
"If you still have any doubts, let's make a deal right now. I'll take Baima, and the 'Origin Death' is yours," Qin Lang said.
"Qin Lang, you can't agree to it — — he's lying to you! …" Baima tried to persuade Qin Lang, but Qin Lang completely ignored him. The Netherworld Lord clearly didn't listen to Baima either. Even if Baima was an Era Overlord, in the Netherworld Lord's eyes, Baima was only an insignificant character.
"Very well, I didn't expect the Ruler of the Dead to be so easy to talk to." The Netherworld Lord laughed and began the deal with Qin Lang. Qin Lang slowly transferred the power of the 'Origin Death' to the Netherworld Lord, while the Netherworld Lord had someone deliver Baima to Qin Lang.
For the Netherworld Overlord, such a deal was naturally advantageous. He had not expected that he would be able to obtain the word 'Origin Death' by simply kidnapping one of Qin Lang's women. This was simply an unimaginably cheap deal. Moreover, Qin Lang, as the Death Overlord, had actually agreed to such a deal. Was there something wrong with the other party's brain? Or was he just too devoted?
Let alone the Netherworld Lord, no cultivator in the Nine Purgatories could understand why Qin Lang would make such a deal. Any cultivator who knew the value of the 'Origin Dao' would know that Qin Lang had made an extremely unprofitable deal.
But no matter what, Qin Lang still made this deal. Although he successfully obtained Baima, he lost the power of the 'Origin Death'.
The Ruler of the Dead was no longer Qin Lang!
"Ahahaha!" The Netherworld Lord couldn't help but let out a carefree laugh. As a powerful existence who cultivated the power of death, the Netherworld Lord desired the power of the 'Origin Death' more than anyone else. It was because with the power of the 'Origin Death', the Netherworld Lord could become the 'Netherworld Monarch' and control the entire Unsullied Underworld, becoming the strongest existence in the domain of death.
After laughing wildly for a while, the Netherworld Lord, Qin Lang, said, "The deal is complete. However, I'll give you a choice … "
"What choice? You want me to submit to you? " Qin Lang knew what would happen next. Now that the Netherworld Lord had become the Netherworld Monarch, it was inevitable that he would act arrogantly for a while. Turning the former Ruler of the Dead into his subordinate was undoubtedly a delightful feeling.
"Smart man!" The Netherworld Lord nodded and said, "It seems that you're also a smart man. You know what it means to be a man of action. That's right, if you submit to me, not only will you keep your life, but you'll also obtain great status and power. Since I'm the Netherworld Monarch now, you don't mind being a Lord. How about it? Have you thought it through? "
"Of course I've thought about it — dream on!" Qin Lang laughed coldly. "You're nothing but a traitor, yet you dare call yourself the Netherworld Monarch! I'm the Ruler of the Dead, yet you think you can strip me of my position? What a joke! "
"No! You've already lost the power of the 'Origin Death'. How can you possibly contend against me!? " The Netherworld Lord insisted on his judgment. Moreover, he knew that Qin Lang had indeed given him the power of the 'Origin Death'. There was no way the Netherworld Lord would be mistaken about this.
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