Chapter 66: Ceding Territory and Paying Indemnities, Demon Crystal Spirit Stove, What Do You Take the Demon Race For???

"For this Autumn Offensive, the Demon Race admits defeat!"

Busong gritted his teeth, a flash of anger crossing his eyes, and spat out these words indignantly.

He had become famous too!

In the six thousand years of battles between the Demon Race and the Human Race, there had been wins and losses on both sides; there had even been instances where an entire army was wiped out without a single survivor.

But! There had never been a surrender in advance, not even once!

That represented the dignity of one's own race being ground into the dirt; in the future, when this was brought up, they would be unable to hold their heads high.

He had originally thought the first to start this behavior might be the Human Race, as the Holy Alliance's strength was indeed much weaker.

However, it had gone awry.

This outcome, which could have appeared but did not, had its roles reversed because of the Demon Princess Leng Xiao, who had been captured by Ye Ling and Cai'er!

Upon hearing his words, the entire human side burst into loud laughter; some even knelt on the ground to pray for the brothers who had died in the past.

They cheered because of this matter, a cheer from the bottom of their hearts.

They had survived!

And the Demon Race had surrendered!

They had participated in a war that could make the Demon Race surrender!

Upon hearing Busong's words, Leng Xiao, who had just been feeling miserable, reacted at this moment; she naturally understood what others could figure out.

She would be the first captured Demon Princess, and this Tree Demon God Busong would be the first Demon God to surrender on the battlefield.

This... Leng Xiao understood very clearly what this meant.

She immediately shouted: "No!"

She knew very well that if things really continued like this, their Demon Race would inevitably pay a monstrous price, and although this price was being borne by Busong, it would definitely be counted against her.

She did not want to be the sinner who harmed her own race, which was why she shouted this.

Hearing this, Busong was stunned.

No, my dear lady, I am saving you!

I am currently risking the dignity of the Demon Race to choose surrender, isn't it just to save you, the number two reserve for the Demon God Emperor?

What is your situation right now? And Long Xingyu, on the side, looked over with cold eyes: "This is not up to you."

Regarding this so-called Demon Princess, Long Xingyu truly had murderous intent; he had even just had the thought of striking down with one blade to send this woman away, only Ye Ling would not let him.

Did she really think? In front of the people of the Holy Alliance, she would still be a Princess?

But under this gaze, Leng Xiao's eyes suddenly went blank, a look of pain appeared on her face, and a series of purple patterns emerged on her body once more, causing her to be in extreme pain from soul to flesh; it instantly spread to cover her whole body, causing her to shut her mouth immediately, unable to speak.

This was naturally the effect brought about by the Samsara Needle that Cai'er had left inside Leng Xiao's body earlier; at least for now, this effect was truly terrifying.

Leng Xiao really had nothing to say.

Although Long Xingyu was a bit confused, he felt this aura was very similar to Sheng Caier's; it was likely something they had done to her when the two of them brought Leng Xiao over earlier.

Long Xingyu did not continue to say anything in this regard, just looked at Busong in front of him indifferently, his expression detached, very much giving the feeling of "you figure it out, I don't care about you."

Watching Leng Xiao's pain deepen, Busong was truly a bit dumbfounded.

This Long Xingyu... this guy is truly too terrifying; he is really not afraid of the monstrous fury of His Majesty the Demon God Emperor. To treat Leng Xiao with such actions—if His Majesty the Demon God Emperor were to react and descend upon the Holy Alliance, then the entire Holy Alliance would face a major disaster, right? Busong was trembling all over.

Because he knew very well that if something happened to Leng Xiao, Moshenhuang Fengxiu might retaliate, but the first to suffer would definitely be himself. Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and said: "Long Xingyu, if you continue like this, then it will be a fight to the death."

"Quit while you're ahead."

"Very well." Long Xingyu naturally would not attack Leng Xiao again, and in fact, he hadn't been the one attacking just now: "Then, let me see something good."

"Or do you truly think this surrender is just a lighthearted word of surrender?"

Busong was taken aback: "What do you want to do? Speak."

"Attacking my Exorcist Pass? You don't need to pay compensation?"

"What a thick skin."

Long Xingyu said indifferently, giving the impression that if he didn't agree, they would fall out.

Busong was very cowardly.

"You speak, what compensation..." Busong gritted his teeth.

Long Xingyu glanced at the few highly skilled senior experts in calculation beside him and finally reported a quantity of resources.

Once this amount was stated, all the demons were immediately completely dumbfounded, a flash of astonishment crossing their eyes; this was demanding their lives.

But Busong had already completely caved; whatever Long Xingyu said, he could only accept, and he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Fine."

Before he could finish speaking, Long Xingyu ignored him and turned to look at Ye Ling on the side, asking: "Is there anything you want? Now that there is an opportunity, if you want anything, you can get it directly from the Demon Race; once this village is passed, there won't be this shop."

Busong: "???"

No, am I being treated as an ATM? But no one paid him any mind.

After all, those who paid him mind were not human; right now, all the demons were looking at Busong with indignation, a flash of fury in their eyes, clearly very angry at his decision.

Even that Ninth-Rank Star Demon was somewhat unable to understand, but he dared not speak.

Because once they spoke up, and Leng Xiao perished because of their words, in the end, the primary hatred would not be toward the Tree Demon God Busong, but toward them.

They could guarantee they absolutely dared not face the Demon God Emperor's monstrous fury.

So they could only stare fixedly at Long Xingyu in front of them.

Praying internally that Long Xingyu and the others would scam them a little less.

But? Was that possible? Even if Long Xingyu might, Ye Ling had long been harboring malice in his heart, so how could he agree? Busong also looked at Ye Ling, his eyes carrying a trace of murderous intent and threat, wanting to use this to force Ye Ling not to make an exorbitant demand.

Moreover, even if he made an exorbitant demand, it wouldn't matter; this mere Third Rank trash Knight, what kind of insight could he have? Perhaps anything any Seventh Rank or higher existence here threw away casually would satisfy him? "Lord Divine Seal Knight, I do not have anything I want to get from the hands of the Demon Race."

"But I think you are too merciful."

Ye Ling said these words simply.

Hearing this, Long Xingyu was stunned.

What is this disciple of mine planning to do? Good grief, as a Divine Seal Knight in charge of slaughter, the number of Demon Race I have killed from the past until now is definitely not just a hundred times that of the disciple before me, but a thousand or ten thousand times; yet he actually says I am merciful?

What kind of joke is this? Long Xingyu opened his mouth and asked: "How do you figure?"

Ye Ling stepped forward, looked at all the Demon Race before him with killing intent in his eyes, and shouted:

"You are indeed too merciful. This great battle has just ended, and Exorcist Pass has suffered unprecedented losses internally, even requiring years or decades to fully recover, and it may even leave behind indelible trauma."

"And you, you only let the Demon Race compensate for the losses caused to Exorcist Pass this time, but did not pursue the hatred of them attacking Exorcist Pass. If this isn't mercy, then what is it?"

Ye Ling answered straightforwardly.

Hearing this, Long Xingyu was stunned on the spot.

It was not just him; even the rest of those powerhouses were stunned right where they stood.

What a "mercy."

"Then what do you say should be done?" Long Xingyu looked at his disciple with a smile. "They stirred up a great battle, and want to end it just by surrendering? They should at least pay some compensation, right?"

"For example, ceding some land, or directly giving some treasures like Anti-Heaven Dragon Crystal. If they really can't give those, then just hand over some Ninth Rank Magic Crystal or Eighth Rank Magic Crystal. If that doesn't work, Demon God Crown isn't out of the question, or perhaps Spirit Stove that humans can use, or even some rare materials."

Ye Ling said it lightly.

He said these things not for himself, because he could not obtain many of those treasures, and would only receive rewards from the Holy Alliance.

But! What he did was for the Holy Alliance! For the Human race! There was no way to hurt the Demon Race in this Autumn Offensive.

But there was no problem with swindling them; only if they could be swindled painfully this time would they be much more cautious when attacking humans in the future.

Likewise, after these compensation payments repaired Exorcist Pass, whatever remained would be enough to help Exorcist Pass, and even the entire Holy Alliance, cultivate talent~!

This was Ye Ling's idea!

After hearing these words, the humans' eyes shone with golden light, and they looked at Ye Ling with great admiration. This child is truly a swindler when it comes to the Demon Race.

Moreover, he wasn't wrong! Regardless of what the Knight's requirements were, those were for oneself and one's comrades, but for the enemy, forget about any code.

Once met, there is only one possibility, which is to fight to the death! Since that is the case!

Then why not swindle them now? After hearing these words from Ye Ling, Busong was dumbfounded. He was truly dumbfounded, completely and utterly dumbfounded in his heart, and he looked at the Ye Ling before him with some surprise.

It felt as if a ball of fire was about to erupt from his chest.

Ceding land and paying compensation? Not to mention that I don't have the authority for that, even if I did? What do you take us Demon Race for? And? What kind of terrifying demands are those? Ninth Rank Magic Crystal, powerful Spirit Stove, and those terrifying heavenly treasures?

However, looking at Leng Xiao beside Ye Ling, his mind suddenly turned, and he said: "I can agree to pay double the compensation, but there is one requirement."

"Speak," Long Xingyu said directly. Having the victory in his grasp, he instead lost his previous murderous aura.

It was confidence.

"Hand the Princess over to me first? The Demon Race needs a backbone," Busong shouted, fearing that Long Xingyu would not agree.

After all, his intention was very clear.

"This matter? Naturally, it is possible, but what if you go back on your word?" Long Xingyu smiled.

He understood Busong's goal. He would never have agreed before, but now he would, because he had just received a piece of news from Ye Ling.

Something that was enough for him to have more room to maneuver.

"I will not go back on my word!" Busong said this resolutely: "I swear by the 20th Demon God Pillar and the most famous Hechuan Luo River in the Demon Race territory; I will certainly not violate the agreement with the humans from here on out."

Hearing this, the others didn't have any particular thoughts.

But Ye Ling could hardly hide the smile in his heart.

Damn.

Luo River?

Are you Sima the Holy Demon?

But it's a pity, he was going to succeed, and you are going to fail.

Exchanging a glance with Long Xingyu.

Ye Ling then looked at the Leng Xiao before him and said: "There, Princess Leng Xiao, you may go."

"You are really letting me go?" Leng Xiao was surprised.

"Mm," Ye Ling nodded.

"Are you not afraid?" Leng Xiao was puzzled.

"In the current situation, does it make a difference whether you are with us or not?" Ye Ling had a smile on his lips.

"Indeed," Leng Xiao mused. She still remembered the trace of the Samsara Needle in her heart; there was no possibility of it dissipating too quickly.

"Your name is Ye Ling, right," Leng Xiao said coldly: "Don't die too quickly. If you head to the Demon Race territory in the future, remember to come find me. I will trample you fiercely under my feet at that time."

"I look forward to it, Princess," Ye Ling replied.

Leng Xiao didn't say much more and quickly walked toward the Demon Race side, not fearing any surprise attacks from anyone.

Seeing Leng Xiao walk halfway, a trace of disdain appeared in the depths of Busong's eyes: "Fool!"

His voice was not soft. He instantly changed his posture, his Spiritual Power erupted, and he instantly grabbed Leng Xiao's body, and in the next moment, he turned Leng Xiao around, placing her behind him.

"Princess, you have suffered," Busong looked at Leng Xiao and said softly, though he remained ferocious.

Leng Xiao saw his intention and planned to stop him.

But Busong's speed was not something a mere Third Rank could compare to. Instantly, Busong turned around and leaped high, flying into mid-air. The 20th Demon God Pillar behind him gradually flashed with a strange light, serving as his best backdrop, flashing with dazzling radiance.

"Truly a bunch of fools!"

"To believe in something like swearing by the Luo River—if we could abide by these oaths, could we Demon Race still be the Demon Race?"

Having said that, his power erupted, and powerful Spiritual Power surged at this moment. His target was not Long Xingyu, but Ye Ling beside Long Xingyu. He remembered this brat very clearly!

He must find a way to kill him!

The humans were also a bit dumbfounded seeing this. Although they knew the Demon Race well—that they were insidious and cunning, without any credibility—seeing it now, it was indeed the case.

It was just that they all looked curiously at the positions of Ye Ling and Long Xingyu. They knew very well that these two would not be foolish for no reason, which meant there must be a deeper meaning to it.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ye Ling stepped forward and sighed: "Sigh, as expected, the Luo River Oath has no credibility. I thought so before, I didn't expect it to really be like this."

"This is the lesson you'll learn in death." Busong laughed loudly, his Spiritual Power pouring out as he prepared to erupt with combat strength and launch an instantaneous attack into the midst of the Humans.

Ye Ling said, "Sigh, even a Demon God is an idiot; I don't know if this race has even a few members with brains."

"As a Divine Seal Knight favored by the light, do you truly believe that without absolute certainty, your Princess would be able to return?"

Busong sneered, "A mere Third Rank piece of trash, and you dare to lecture me here?"

"As a Ninth Rank Second Level Demon God, could I possibly be less aware of the current gap between the two armies than you? The Holy Alliance wants to resist the Demon Race? That is absolutely impossible!"

"Next, Exorcist Pass will surely fall."

After Busong finished speaking, he looked coldly at Ye Ling: "And you, this opportunistic little monkey, will also surely die without a doubt!"

"If I cannot succeed, then I, the Tree Demon God Busong, will..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly sensed something and turned to look at Leng Xiao behind him, only to see that Leng Xiao was in even more pain than before, her body covered in purple patterns, the agony even making her unable to support her own body to stand, and she looked at Busong before her with a face full of fury.

Seeing this, Busong was stunned.

He turned his head back to look at Ye Ling.

Yet he saw Ye Ling speak as if he were robbing someone: "If you want to resolve this, it's very simple."

"From now on, give an additional twenty percent in compensation, otherwise just wait for your Princess to pass away!"

That's it for this chapter today.

I spent the whole day running around for an apartment rental and am exhausted to death; I've been writing from six or seven o'clock until now, and this content was ground out with great difficulty.

Tomorrow will be a normal update, and I will conclude this content about pitting the Demon Race against each other.

See you tomorrow! (End of this chapter)