Xu Mu stood in the distance, leaning against a large tree, listening quietly. In truth, he could already guess some of what was happening in his heart.
"Fu Jinyu, heaven destroys those who don't look out for themselves. What's more, I'm not doing this for myself, but for our entire tribe."
Kong Xiang shook his head gently. "Let me ask you, why should our tribe serve a race weaker than us?"
Although Fu Jinyu had already guessed it, having the other party say it so bluntly still made her feel a loss of face.
"When your father was still alive, I never thought of breaking away from the Heavenly Demon Tribe. Why? Because he was strong. We served the Heavenly Demon Tribe with peace of mind because he could protect us."
Kong Xiang raised his hand, and a red flame appeared in his palm. "But now, I have also entered the mid-Transcendent stage. I can protect our tribe myself, so why should we still rely on you?"
"Don't you think this is too ungrateful? When your tribe was almost wiped out in the past, who saved you? Your ancestors personally established a blood seal with our Heavenly Demon Tribe. Now that your strength has grown, you want to push us away?"
As Fu Jinyu spoke, she took out the blood seal she carried.
Kong Xiang sighed. "Fu Jinyu, people's ways of thinking are always progressing. Do you think that in modern society, just like in ancient times, you can command thousands of troops and horses simply by holding a tiger tally or a token?"
Fu Jinyu injected her Qi into the blood seal, and a powerful pressure instantly swept over everyone present.
This was a racial suppression, and the source of the suppression was aimed squarely at their Gu Diao Tribe.
Many people felt this power, their legs going weak as they collapsed to the ground.
Only a few experts could barely withstand this aura.
Kong Xiang waved his hand. "Fu Jinyu, I watched you grow up. Why make the relationship between us so rigid? The blood seal can indeed affect us, but can it affect us for a lifetime?"
"I think this senior is right. The thing in your hand cannot affect them for a lifetime, much less affect their hearts."
Xu Mu walked over from behind and said with a smile, "Even if you suppress them again, they still won't do any tasks you assign them in the future."
"Looking at your eyes, you are not from the Heavenly Demon Tribe, but what you said is absolutely right."
Kong Xiang said as he glanced at Xu Mu.
"What nonsense are you talking about? The foundation of the Heavenly Demon Tribe was personally handed over to me by my father. How could I possibly let it be ruined in my hands?"
Fu Jinyu did not agree with Xu Mu's words.
"Then what do you plan to do?"
Xu Mu looked at Fu Jinyu. "Kill this old man and support a newcomer? You have to understand one thing: when the number of people isn't large, it's very easy for them to reach a consensus."
Hearing this, Fu Jinyu could not help but clench her fists.
Of course she knew what Xu Mu meant. The Gu Diao Tribe was not like those massive alien races with several internal factions.
Their population was merely a thousand people.
From their cheers just now, it was obvious that they all wanted to break away from the control of the Heavenly Demon Tribe.
"As long as your strength is great enough, you have every opportunity to make the Heavenly Demon Tribe great again, perhaps even surpassing your father."
Xu Mu said from the side, "When that time comes, you will have even more followers by your side."
Fu Jinyu took a deep breath. Perhaps Xu Mu was right. Instead of forcing it, it would be better to let go.
As long as she became strong enough, she wouldn't even care about a tribe like the Gu Diao anyway.
"Hahaha! You're not bad, kid. I watched Fu Jinyu grow up, and I really don't want to fight her."
Kong Xiang laughed from the side.
Actually, he knew very well in his heart that as an old man who had just entered the mid-Transcendent stage, he was no match for Fu Jinyu at all.
"Senior, if I'm not mistaken, it was Fu Cheng who asked you to capture these people from the Heavenly Demon Tribe, right?"
Xu Mu asked, pointing to the heavily injured and tied-up Heavenly Demon Tribe members nearby.
"Since things have come to this, I have nothing to hide. It was indeed Fu Cheng! He told me that as long as I listened to him, the first thing he would do after becoming the King of the Heavenly Demon Tribe would be to terminate the contract with us. From then on, we would have absolutely nothing to do with the Heavenly Demon Tribe."
Kong Xiang nodded slightly.
"Senior, you really are foolish. You don't even know you're being used. You actually choose to believe someone like Fu Cheng."
Xu Mu revealed a faint smile. "Now that Fu Cheng has been beaten and chased away by Sister Empress, I will take over what he was going to do next."
"What do you mean?"
Kong Xiang frowned.
"Nothing much."
Xu Mu turned his head to look at Fu Jinyu. "Does this tribe still have anything to do with you now?"
"No! I announce right now that from this moment on, the Heavenly Demon Tribe and the Gu Diao Tribe are completely severing ties. There will be no relationship between us anymore."
Fu Jinyu said to Kong Xiang in front of her, "Isn't it time for you to let the people go?"
"Hahaha! Of course I'll let them go!"
Kong Xiang burst into laughter and immediately shouted, "Release them!"
The surrounding tribesmen also cheered with joy, releasing the dozen or so Heavenly Demon Tribe members they had tied up.
These people were very weak, but they still came before Fu Jinyu and knelt down respectfully.
"Thank you, Empress!"
"Get up, let's go."
Looking at the joy on the faces of the Gu Diao Tribe members, Fu Jinyu's expression was as cold as ice.
She turned around and led these tribesmen, preparing to leave.
After walking a certain distance, she suddenly looked back and found that Xu Mu in the distance hadn't moved.
Thus, her delicate brows furrowed. "Xu Mu, why aren't you leaving?"
"Sister Empress, let me ask one more time. Does this Gu Diao Tribe really have absolutely nothing to do with you anymore?"
Xu Mu turned his head and asked with a smile.
"Of course, didn't I just say so?" Fu Jinyu replied.
"That's good."
Xu Mu looked at Kong Xiang in front of him. "Senior, hand over all the natural treasures of your tribe. Otherwise, I will wipe you all out!"
Hearing this, everyone present was absolutely shocked.
Fu Jinyu widened her eyes, thinking she had misheard. The things this Xu Mu did...
She liked them so much!
[Affection +10]
Kong Xiang was also startled, and then he sneered, "Kid, is this what you meant earlier by what Fu Cheng was preparing to do?"
"Exactly. Fu Cheng is an insidious and cunning person. He said that after the matter was done, you would have nothing to do with him. Since you have no ties, then you can certainly be killed."
Xu Mu smiled and spread his hands. "Now that he's been chased away, I'll naturally take his place."
"Hahaha! You're a very interesting kid. Just you? You want to snatch our treasures?"
Kong Xiang threw his head back and laughed loudly, his face full of disdain.
"Kong Xiang! I have absolutely nothing to do with you, but I have a very good relationship with Xu Mu. If you dare to let him get hurt, I'll take your life."
Fu Jinyu stared at Kong Xiang and said.
Hearing this, Kong Xiang's expression suddenly changed.
"Sister Empress, don't frighten them. This matter has nothing to do with you; I can solve it myself."
Xu Mu's expression was as calm as water.
The plot had stated that the Gu Diao Tribe liked to eat humans and belonged to an absolutely evil alien race.
The fact that such a race could survive until now was perhaps entirely due to the protection of the Heavenly Demon Tribe.
Since he happened to run into them this time, he was definitely going to wipe them out along the way.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
