Looking at the small black figure dancing on the case table, Chen Jiuge’s face revealed a hint of surprise.
"Interesting, really interesting!" Chen Jiuge exclaimed in astonishment.
Yaksha Jing and Yue Jun, dissatisfied with Chen Jiuge speaking in riddles, asked, "What exactly is the situation?"
"I gave the Crystal Clan’s intelligence to that Commander from the True Demon Clan, and he actually told me the location of a True Demon Clan camp," Chen Jiuge explained.
"What does this mean?" Yaksha Jing asked in shock.
Yue Jun frowned. "Does he want to cooperate?"
"That should be the case," Chen Jiuge replied. "After all, cultivators are what this land doesn’t lack right now. Whether from the Star Sea Realm or the True Demon Clan, there are too many cultivators on both sides."
"We get Law Crystals from killing True Demons; they must also benefit somehow."
"Can the True Demons be trusted?" Yaksha Jing asked with some reluctance.
"Whether they can be trusted or not, it’s worth trying," Yue Jun suggested.
"I agree. Trying it out won’t cause too much of a loss."
The black arrow pierced through Jing Gao’s broad chest, leaving behind a trail of bloodstains.
Looking at Moya riding on a Hell warhorse in the distance, Jing Gao cried out in grief and anger, "I won’t accept this!"
With a swift slash, the sharp long blade lopped off the large head. Moya said disdainfully, "We are but pawns. What’s there not to accept?"
"General, it seems the informant on the other side is quite reliable," Rodan said, somewhat surprised, his warhorse festooned with hollowed-out heads.
"Rodan, send someone to deliver information on the nearby camps as a return gift. I certainly don’t want to die in such a filthy world," Moya said slowly as he sheathed his sword.
"Yes, being buried in such a dirty place would really be too stifling," Rodan agreed with a nod.
True Demons are also people, and also cultivators. Although the True Demon Clan prefers to march in a military fashion, it doesn’t mean they are actually an army.
After annihilating thousands from the Crystal Clan, Moya’s True Demon Clan unexpectedly built a camp right outside the forest.
Chen Jiuge, leading three hundred Heavenly Immortals and one thousand True Immortals, quietly arrived at a True Demon Clan camp.
The location of this camp was quite nice, surrounded by a large river and rare greenery in the woods, making it look much more comfortable than the valley where Chen Jiuge resided.
Chen Jiuge asked, "Are we ready?"
Yue Jun grasped the long spear in his hand and said, "No problems. There aren’t many True Demons in this camp, and we have completely surrounded it with our forces."
"Brother Chen, are you being too cautious? For such a small camp, do all three of us really need to act?" Yaksha Jing complained, somewhat dissatisfied.
"Brother Jing, it’s to prevent the True Demons from setting a trap for us," Chen Jiuge reassured him.
"Alright," Chen Jiuge said. "Let’s destroy this camp first, and we can talk about any issues afterward."
As an ordinary member of the True Demon Clan, Luo Ao was quite satisfied with his current life. Hadn’t he risen to the position of Governor, one sword and spear at a time, just to ensure he could survive better?
The cultivators in this hunting ground were all weak, and he still had the strength of a company at his disposal. As long as he didn’t foolishly provoke those large forces, not only could he live well, but further advancement in Cultivation was not impossible.
After draining the blood from the bronze vessel in his hand, Luo Ao sighed with feeling, "In the True Realm, such fine Blood Food would never have come my way. This truly is a good place!"
"Governor, Governor, it’s bad!" a panicked soldier barged into the tent, displeasing Luo Ao.
"You had better give me a proper explanation."
Looking at the Governor’s grim face, ready to kill, the soldier stammered, "They’ve broken in! Those cultivators have broken in!"
Luo Ao looked incredulous. His camp was so well-hidden. How could those cultivators dare to attack him?
As he lifted the tent flap, Luo Ao saw three extremely fierce attacks heading straight for him.
The scattered flesh and blood signified that the True Demon Clan’s last bit of resistance had vanished.
An hour later, the once-peaceful place had turned into a blood-soaked hell. The green grassland was now covered with blackened wreckage.
Sitting quietly on a green stone, Chen Jiuge gazed at the milky-white Law Crystal in his hand. With a profound look in his eyes, he put it into his mouth and chewed. Streams of insights flooded his mind, and his Cultivation advanced another step.
"Junior brother, it seems that the True Demons opposite us are indeed sincere about cooperating," Yue Jun, covered in blood, said as he sat on the ground, somewhat weary.
"Cooperation isn’t bad, as long as it’s not our own people who are dying," Yaksha Jing said with a grin.
In this encirclement battle, both of them had gained much, and so had their subordinates, their Cultivation levels rising considerably.
"Clean up quickly," Chen Jiuge ordered. "Let’s head back first. We need to find a time to talk with the True Demon Clan Commander opposite us."
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Moya, accompanied only by Rodan, came to the lakeside in the midst of the woods. Looking at the large fish swimming freely in the lake, he laughed. "These fish seem so free, yet they’re oblivious to the vastness of the world. How pitiful!"
"To me, rather than risking life-threatening dangers to explore the vastness beyond, it’s better to live freely for a lifetime," Chen Jiuge said indifferently.
"You must be the leader of the cultivators here. I am Moya," said Moya. Though he looked extremely ferocious, he bowed with great poise.
Chen Jiuge returned the gesture. "I am Chen Jiuge. You could say I’m the leader of this place."
Then, with a wave of his hand, a simple table and chairs arose from the ground. A pot of exquisite wine appeared on the table. Chen Jiuge poured himself some Immortal Brew and said, "General, before we discuss cooperation, I have a question I’d like to ask."