Chapter 1483: Mangshan Demon Emperor: Hand Over the Elixir, or Die

Mangshan Demon Emperor pointed at the Formation in the sky and disdainfully said, "A mere Formation cannot even trap this Emperor. If I wanted to break this Formation, fellow cultivator, do you think this King can do it?"

He did not act, but observed Qinglong Daoren's reaction, watching what he would do, whether he was frightened.

Qinglong Daoren waved his hand: "Mangshan Demon Emperor, feel free. If you can, even destroying all the Formations here is no problem; at worst I can rearrange them, it won't take long."

With an indifferent attitude, his eyes lifted briefly, showing neither tension nor worry, and he would not stop him.

You may do as you wish, I don't mind; at worst, just rearrange the Formation.

Mangshan Demon Emperor was lifted up, unable to… step down. He had intended to threaten Qinglong Daoren to frighten him and achieve his goal, but did not expect this person to be immune to that trick; the man before him truly had backing, hence his arrogance.

"Fellow cultivator truly thinks this Emperor dares not act?" Mangshan Demon Emperor threatened again.

Qinglong Daoren shrugged: "Mangshan Demon Emperor, feel free, I also need to rearrange the Formation. If you destroy these Formations, you can also let this Emperor… save time."

"You…" Mangshan Demon Emperor was enraged; this person is unyielding, neither soft nor hard.

Helpless, he could only lower his hand and said calmly, "If fellow cultivator places hope on Bai Xinlan, it will likely disappoint you; Bai Xinlan may come, but Bai Qingshuang certainly will not come to help you."

"Bai Qingshuang is very calm, will not easily clash with this Emperor, and she has just recovered her body, so she cannot easily leave the Luotian White Snake Clan. Wanting her to help fellow cultivator is undoubtedly a fool's dream."

"Fellow cultivator's backing consists of only two people. Bai Xinlan cannot be relied upon; the other is the Heaven Capital Dragon King Tiandu Hun, who certainly cannot come; Tiandu Hun is in seclusion, cannot rush over. Fellow cultivator's backing may be gone."

Mangshan Demon Emperor was confident; everything was within his calculations, those people would not act rashly.

To offend Qinglong Daoren for his sake is not worth it.

Bai Qingshuang would not do this, nor would she gamble with the future of the Luotian White Snake Clan; the backing of the man before him is merely a joke.

"Fellow cultivator, are you still this resolute now?"

Mangshan Demon Emperor smiled warmly, sizing up Qinglong Daoren; the man showed no panic nor worry, but smiled at him.

Heishanyang was the same, not at all hurried.

Instead, he stared at him with an extremely bold gaze, as if to devour him; Heishanyang's stare offended him, making Mangshan Demon Emperor very angry, almost wanting to kill it.

"Hehe, Mangshan Demon Emperor, you are joking. I have no backing; I only know that you will not come to trouble me. I guess your visit this time is to make a deal with me, right?"

Qinglong Daoren looked at Mangshan Demon Emperor with amusement, seeing through his thoughts at a glance.

Mangshan Demon Emperor's pupils contracted, shaking his head: "Oh? Fellow cultivator, why do you say that?"

Qinglong Daoren said: "Mangshan Demon Emperor has a brand‑new body, strength not yet restored; your soul and body have not fully merged. To regain strength, there are only two ways. The first failed, so you came to me for help. If my prediction is correct, you seek from me some elixirs that can enhance the fusion of demon soul and flesh, right?"

"The elixirs you need are not low‑grade; at least they are Seventh‑grade Elixirs. I wonder if I am wrong?"

Seventh‑grade Elixirs can take effect; Grade Six Elixir, for him, has low effect, though it exists, certainly not as good as Seventh‑grade. If it were Eighth‑grade Pill, that would be even better.

Eighth‑grade Pill, Mangshan Demon Emperor does not dare to hope for; he knows Eighth‑grade Pill is rare and costly, he could certainly afford it, but it depends on whether Qinglong Daoren can successfully refine it.

Moreover, this time he does not intend to pay money.

A freebie once, Seventh‑grade Elixir is still acceptable.

He wants to threaten with force, then obtain some elixirs, quickly restore strength, and control Mangshan Demon Palace.

Who knows, Qinglong Daoren does not cooperate, and is very stubborn, seeing through his heart and his haste.

"Indeed, your analysis is correct; this Emperor has come this time for elixirs." Mangshan Demon Emperor stood up and reached out.

"Since fellow cultivator knows, then this elixir, will you give it or not?"

His gaze was icy, without emotion.

A word out of line, and he would act.

Qinglong Daoren faintly smiled: "Mangshan Demon Emperor, sit down, no need for this. If you want elixirs, there is no problem; I can still provide Seventh‑grade Elixirs. I wonder what you will offer in exchange?"

If you want something, you can, bring a treasure to trade; that is his rule.

Anyone is the same, don't think of getting it for free.

Mangshan Demon Emperor laughed: "Fellow cultivator, are you joking? You live in my Mangshan Mountain Range, protected by my people, yet you ask this Emperor for money?"

"This elixir, even if you don't want to give it, you must give it; if you refuse, this Emperor doesn't mind taking action."

This elixir, will you give it or not?

If you don't give, that's fine, this Emperor will act, and then it won't be so easy to talk.

At that, Heishanyang stood up, baring teeth: "Mangshan Demon Emperor, you dare?"

Qinglong Daoren coldly stared, unconcerned, saying: "I advise Mangshan Demon Emperor not to act rashly; this place is not suitable for a fight. If you want elixirs, you may trade something, I welcome it. If you intend to seize, I will accompany you."

He stood up, staring directly at Mangshan Demon Emperor.

He knew he could not suppress the Mangshan Demon Emperor before him, and called Chen Chuyang forward.

Chen Chuyang was helpless, released Xinran Zhanglao, then entered the Formation.

Qi burst forth, heading toward Mangshan Demon Emperor, needing no action from him, revealing a surge of aura.

Mangshan Demon Emperor's body trembled, he sharply lifted his head, looking toward Chen Chuyang's direction; he saw nothing, could not see through, only a silhouette; besides that, nothing else, that person stood at the edge of the Formation, gazing coldly at him.

If he acts, someone will certainly act as well.

"This aura?"

"Who is this person? Why is he so powerful?"

Even the full‑power version of him would feel pressure against that aura; at this moment, before that person, he is insignificant.

Thinking this, Mangshan Demon Emperor dared not act; he looked again at Qinglong Daoren, no wonder this man was so confident, with such a person behind him, he had nothing to fear.

This person's backing has never been Bai Xinlan and Tiandu Hun, but a Strong One behind him, no wonder he could guard this place continuously.

This person does not fear him; rather, he has always underestimated him.

That person, inscrutable, is not someone easy to provoke, certainly not those he has met before; then, what is this person's identity?

At this moment, Mangshan Demon Emperor thought of many things, doubted many things, and simply did not act.