Chapter 2171: An Improper Request

"If the Great Heavenly Demon had the ability to kill me, he should have acted when I caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace, when I dealt with Naraka Heaven, when I disrupted Yao State, when I killed Bai Ziqi and Qingyang, or during the process of eliminating Bai Tan and unifying Shanjin." He Lingchuan hooked his finger, and the Golden Snake Coiling Ring flew to him on its own, slipping onto his wrist, fitting like a bracelet, "Especially since Miao Zhantian personally descended to the mortal realm, he wanted to kill me in the Inverted Sea! That Inverted Sea truly resembles a vast gu poison arena. Unfortunately, in the end, the one who walked out alive from the Inverted Sea was not Miao Zhantian, nor Qianhuan True Person, but me!"

Wang Xingyi could only listen.

With so many shocking past events, an ordinary person achieving just one would become famous throughout the world. The Nine Nether Great Emperor left nothing undone, fully offended the Heavenly Demon, yet to this day he lives well and has achieved the hegemony of Shanjin unseen for a thousand years.

The Heavenly Demon indeed failed to kill him. In this world, it seems no one is more qualified than him to say he fears nothing.

"Heavenly Demon?" He Lingchuan snorted, "Nothing special!"

He was warning Wang Xingyi that he had personally experienced the battle between the Heavenly Demon and True Immortals, witnessing everything from heaven-destroying and earth-annihilating to mountain-moving and sea-filling.

As the ultimate power mentioned by Wang Xingyi, where now are the Heavenly Demon Miao Zhantian and the True Immortal Qianhuan True Person? Only he, the Nine Nether Great Emperor, is the final victor!

Hahaha, if even the Heavenly Demon can do nothing to him, can the True Immortals of Ling Mountain possibly?

"I am sitting here, neither hiding nor concealing myself—why hasn't the Heavenly Demon come yet to blast me into dust?" "Why hasn't the True Immortal come yet to blast him into dust?"

Such a madman, Wang Xingyi has also seen before; hearing this, he did not get angry but laughed instead: "I never expected the Great Emperor to completely disregard the Heavenly Demon."

"This statement is mistaken." He Lingchuan said solemnly, "The terror of the Heavenly Demon—who can deny it? But there is no need for excessive worry."

"Oh? Please instruct me."

"Although Imperial Elixir flows frequently, the current environment remains unsuitable for great powers to manifest in the world. If the Heavenly Demon wishes to descend to the mortal realm, the conditions are extremely harsh, and the cost is great. Miao Zhantian's invasion of the Inverted Sea was only possible by borrowing a True Immortal's skin to achieve true descent. Hah, how many True Immortal bodies does the Heavenly Demon have at his disposal for use?"

True Immortals are not like Chinese cabbage, available whenever wanted. Even in the ancient era of abundant spiritual energy, True Immortals were few in number, and those captured by the Heavenly Demon to be refined into skins were even rarer than phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

"If it were ordinary divine descent, I have already killed more than ten of them under my command. Honestly speaking, it is not difficult."

He is not an immortal—this statement truly borders on arrogant to the point of having no limits, yet not a single word is false. Wang Xingyi heard it in his ears, unable to clarify what feeling stirred in his heart.

"Moreover, the Spirits of the Void Lost have suffered the loss of the Heavenly Demon Miao Zhantian, their strength severely weakened; recently, the Demon Realm has been in great chaos—who would dare to descend again?"

On the side of the Spirits of the Void Lost, a powerful chief god, Miao Zhantian, has died; while on the side of Ling Mountain, a True Immortal, Qianhuan True Person, has also died—how is this not a loss of strength?

Ling Mountain cannot even compile a list of rotating great immortals, yet still wants to seek misfortune for He Lingchuan?

"Furthermore, are Between Between Between Beijia and the Heavenly Demon not also matched by opponents in the mortal realm?" He Lingchuan spread his hands, "They are exerting their full effort against me—do they not fear Mu State and Ling Mountain taking advantage of the vacancy to invade and destroy their lairs?"

He gazed at Wang Xingyi, laughing with extraordinary heroic spirit: "If the Heavenly Demon were wise, it would not come to trouble me at this time."

All the above words should be listened to in reverse, replacing "Heavenly Demon" with "Ling Mountain."

Wang Xingyi remained silent for a long time, then uttered several "good" words in succession: "The Nine Nether Great Emperor truly possesses heroic spirit that pierces the clouds and fearless courage."

He Lingchuan raised his hand and personally poured him a cup of tea: "Actually, the National Preceptor also understands that Mu State and Cang Yan, when allied, bring mutual benefit; when they fight, both suffer loss, only allowing Between Between Between Beijia to reap the benefit for nothing."

Wang Xingyi lifted the cup and took a light sip: "Forgive my bluntness, but Cang Yan's previous actions cannot be called 'mutual benefit'."

The Nine Nether Great Emperor first took Bailie, then sought Blade Edge Harbor, bouncing back and forth on Mu State's flashpoints—is this the appearance of sincere cooperation?

That is called bullying to an excessive degree!

"I have said before, international relations merely involve upholding the two principles of sincerity and reason." He Lingchuan laughed, "National Preceptor Wang, looking at my state's previous actions, which one is not reasonable?"

Having said that, he took out an old contract, gently placing it on the tabletop and smoothing it flat.

"This is the original contract from fifty years ago, when Qing State forcibly leased Blade Edge Harbor; it has now been expired for ten years."

This old contract has always been carefully preserved; the paper has yellowed and curled, but the characters and seal remain unblurred, clearly distinguishable to the naked eye, utterly clear.

Since he has reclaimed the identity of Lord of Bailie, Wang Xingyi also represents Mu State in acknowledging this, so whether He Lingchuan kills the deer to sound the bell for the main clan's revenge, or demands Blade Edge Harbor from Qing State, both are justified and grounded.

Conversely, since the Nine Nether Great Emperor acts with reason, Mu State wishes to obstruct him but cannot find sufficient grounds.

Otherwise, Wang Xingyi today would not need to openly threaten him while secretly implying it.

He Lingchuan speaks of "reason," while Mu State relies on "force."

One wishes to convince people through reason, the other wishes to suppress people through force.

Thus, He Lingchuan also hinted to Wang Xingyi: just let the horses come over, I am not afraid even of the Heavenly Demon, so what fear do I have of you?

Of course, this is not arrogance, nor is it mere recklessness, but rather a calculation that Mu State at this time is merely putting on a show of strength.

Mu State is at war with Between Between Between Beijia on the western front, invading Ya State on the eastern front; if they also roll up their sleeves and clash with Cang Yan, they would offend every surrounding major power!

Even the most mad king could not accomplish such a thing.

Therefore, once Mu State's strategy of suppressing people by force fails, they will still have to return to the negotiation table to discuss reason.

Wang Xingyi gazed at the old contract on the tabletop, secretly sighing. This diplomatic mission is truly difficult to undertake. Before his departure, he had indeed received the Mu Emperor's instruction.

It must be accomplished.

The two talked for a while longer, the atmosphere improved, and He Lingchuan then said:

"Actually, I still have an improper request."

"Great Emperor, please speak." Having a request is even better.

"I have heard that your state possesses a treasure named the Ying Lei Spear?"

Wang Xingyi slightly startled: "Not bad, that is the weapon passed down from the founding high ancestor of Great Mu, always enshrined in the palace."

He Lingchuan laughed: "I have long heard of its fame; I wish to borrow it for a viewing—do I have such fortune? National Preceptor Wang, when you return, please put in a good word for me, how about that?"

The Soul-Capturing Mirror in his bosom simulated a whistle: "Ah yo!"

Is the Ying Lei Spear merely the weapon of Mu State's founding emperor? It was originally the usual weapon of the Red General; He Lingchuan saw her battle in the Panlong World, and three out of ten times she used the Ying Lei Spear.

Truly a divine artifact that has slain countless.

But after the fall of Panlong City, this weapon changed hands and eventually came into the possession of Mu State's founding high ancestor.

This request is somewhat abrupt; Wang Xingyi was somewhat surprised, but immediately replied: "The Great Emperor's request, I will certainly convey upon my return to the state."