In the gloomy underground, the atmosphere was as cold as ice. The ice frog hopped around and told them everything that had happened. This was related to the coldness he gave off unconsciously.
From the beginning to the end, the lady in red had no expression on her face. Her beautiful face was like an exquisite mask. Her pair of beautiful eyes, however, seemed to flash with a malicious light, causing people to shudder.
After listening to everything, she turned around and left. Her scarlet dress trailed behind her.
A large, dark-skinned man with a beard that resembled a halberd asked loudly, "Ma 'am, how do we split the territory?"
"I'll naturally split it up later. It'll be up to you when the time comes." When she reached there, the corner of her lips curled up. An enchanting smile appeared on her icy-cold face, but it was like colourful venom.
The four Daemon Generals all shivered inside. They immediately made up their minds to split up the territory as soon as possible and stop arguing over the details. Otherwise, with this ma 'am's personality, a peaceful negotiation would definitely turn into a bloody slaughter. It was not for any special reason, just because she liked it. Not only did her preference for bloodshed and cruelty exceed the survival instincts of daemons, but even humans paled in comparison.
The ice frog said, "Croak, croak. Great king Milliped is still alive. The leader said he'll return."
"He's dead," she said without any room for doubt. She glanced past all the daemons as if she wanted to engrave those three words into their hearts like a decree.
A Daemon General who had lost his daemon core was no different from death. She did not feel any sorrow for that useless idiot. Instead, she saw an opportunity.
"I will avenge him." Her bright, venomous smile appeared on her face again, merging with the darkness.
… …
On the Green Vine mountain. In the main hall, there was silence.
Fu Qingjin sat in front of the hall with his legs crossed. Moonlight spilled down from the steps. Gazing at the mountains in the distance, the Green Ruins sword rested on his knees, silent and unmoving.
He was waiting quietly for the news of the Herb Gathering Ceremony of the three mountains to spread in all directions, waiting for it to brew.
The three elders sat close behind him in the dark hall. They seemed rather uneasy.
The Green Vine Elder said, "Fellow Fu. Will there really be daemons coming for revenge? "
The Golden Pheasant Elder said, "Why would these wretched daemons dare? They were clearly the ones who broke the treaty first and caused trouble above ground."
The Green Vine Elder said, "Do you want to avoid them for now?"
The Lone Grave Elder said, "Yes!"
When the anger from his disciple's death cooled down, fear began to envelop his heart. They would definitely launch a large-scale attack. They were already very old and were beginning to fear death.
With his back facing them, Fu Qingjin's lips curled into a mocking smile, but he patiently explained, "I'll stay here. It is to guard against such situations. Look at the Demon Execution Medallion in your hands. How can we cultivators cower in the face of the threat of demons? "
The three elders were taken aback. He lowered his head and looked at the small token in his hand. It was neither gold nor jade. It flickered with a dim light, and the words "Demon Slayer" were carved on it. He couldn't help but think back to three days ago.
As soon as the battle had ended, Fu Qingjin took out the three medallions and invited the three of them to join the Demon Slayer. With the Sword Collection palace as the core, they would unite the various righteous sects and recruit ambitious human cultivators to purge daemons and demons together. Preparations were currently underway, and the three of them would become founding members.
The three of them were currently consumed by extreme hatred towards daemons, and there were many benefits to joining the alliance. The Sword Collection palace shared high level cultivation methods and secret information. If they performed meritorious service in purging daemons, they would be rewarded with spiritual artifacts and pills. Fu Qingjin promised to ask for meritorious service for the three of them when he returned this time, helping the three mountains rebuild their sect. The three of them immediately agreed and accepted the medallion.
Afterwards, Fu Qingjin began to wait here for the daemons' revenge. The three of them became more and more uneasy. They had witnessed the terror of daemons during their battle with Milliped. They did not possess strength like Fu Qingjin. Even a Daemon General could take their lives if they blew up their daemon core without any regard for the consequences.
And, why would the underground world be stupid enough to send a Daemon General to his death? If they did, it would be a group of powerful daemons, or even greater. By then, they would not even know how they died.
However, it was already too late for regrets. They had joined the Demon Slayer, so they obviously had to follow the Demon Slayer's orders. If they wanted to back out now, did they really think the Sword Collection palace was a joke? Before the daemons' revenge, Fu Qingjin could destroy them right now. The measly Daemon Suppression medallion became hotter and hotter.
"The reinforcements of our Sword Collection palace are already on the way." Only with what Fu Qingjin said next did the three elders ease up slightly. They looked at one another and were all bitter. That was all they could do.
However, there were no reinforcements at all.
Fu Qingjin shook his head gently. Cherishing one's body when doing great things, forgetting one's life at the sight of small benefits. Rotten wood could not be carved.
He remained here so that these three pieces of rotten wood could unleash their remaining light and warmth. With the Green Ruins sword in hand, he was confident he could escape even if a Daemon Commander came in person.
Not only had the daemons mercilessly slaughtered all the disciples of the three mountains underground, but they had even broken the treaty and charged out of the surface, massacring everyone. In the end, he had slain them. However, that was not enough. The deranged daemons came for revenge very soon. They killed the sect masters of the three mountains, and he had to risk his life to escape. A large part of his patience right now was the patience he had for people who were about to die, for these three "martyrs" and "sacrifices".
This was the plot that the Sword Collection palace had arranged. Fu Qingjin was only an absent-minded main character.
Just like a master of chess, a single move would definitely contain more than just a single objective. It would definitely contain a series of subsequent changes as well.
At this moment, Fu Qingjin suddenly raised his head and furrowed his brows.
Hwa Seung-zan was currently making his way up the stairs with Hua Chenglu and Yu Zijian beside him.
Fu Qingjin said, "You haven't left yet?"
Hwa Seung-zan smiled. "Why would I leave? The town below is about to close, so I have nowhere to go. I just happened to want to stay on the Green Vine for a few days. "
"Then you shouldn't have come again. You even brought them with you." Fu Qingjin only looked at Yu Zijian. Originally, he wanted to take her back to the Sword Collection palace after this matter was over, but he never expected something to happen again. It would obviously be easy for him to escape, but if he had to protect a weaker Qi Practitioner at the same time, it would be extremely difficult. He had to get her to leave the mountain as soon as possible.
Hwa Seung-zan had been observing Fu Qingjin's expression the entire time, which made him even more certain of his conjecture. He smiled. "Don't worry. What you're worried about won't happen."
"What?"
"She's already here." Hwa Seung-zan pointed at the sky.
Fu Qingjin raised her head, but all she saw were clouds, the moon, and the stars. However, she already understood what he was referring to. The Ruyi commandery was her territory. She should have known things would not be so simple a long time ago.
She moved through the caves. Suddenly, her eyes lit up. The moonlight that she had not seen in a very long time was right before her, but she could not help but stop. Under the moonlight, a woman in white leaned against the wall, standing with her arms in her sleeves.
"Gu Yanying!" She frowned.
"A 'Luo, long time no see." Gu Yanying greeted her with a smile. She was as relaxed as running into her next-door neighbour on the way out in the morning.
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