Chapter 150
Again, the killing tiger flew backward, spitting a large mouthful of fresh blood from its mouth, tears streaming from the corners of its eyes.
This life is impossible to live, no matter what you say you'll get beaten; looking at the still furious Heihu Yaowang, the killing tiger's eyes flashed with contempt.
If you have the ability, go mess with the Dao Yi Sect; taking out your anger on me is pointless.
After the roar, Heihu Yaowang didn't dare attack the Dao Yi Sect, but instead slunk off to the Demon King's Hall at Huling.
This guy isn't as stupid as he looks, or rather, he was truly frightened by Hong Zun at the Jinhai Yingdi; that old thing is hardly human, his strikes are vicious.
"Heihu Yaowang has arrived."
Just as he entered the Demon King's Hall, he happened to see the wisdom tiger, Xuehu Yaowang, and several other Hu clan Demon Kings present; seeing this, the wisdom tiger took the initiative to speak.
But Heihu Yaowang had no mood for small talk; he opened his mouth directly.
"How much longer must we wait for the Jiaolong clan?"
It can't wait any longer to wipe out the Dao Yi Sect.
The three words 'Dao Yi Sect' are practically becoming its heart-demon; without destroying the Dao Yi Sect for a day, it feels its very breath is filled with resentment.
Upon hearing this, the wisdom tiger replied.
"It should be soon."
"I will personally contact the Dragon King via bloodline transmission."
Heihu Yaowang gritted his teeth; seeing this, the wisdom tiger and the other few Demon Kings did not stop him.
They also know about the treasury being stolen again; they can understand Heihu Yaowang's current mood, and it's truly miserable— as Huling Demon Kings, they have been robbed of their treasury three times in a row by disciples of the Dao Yi Sect, and almost beaten to death; if it were them, such humiliation might not be bearable.
After personally contacting the Jiaolong clan, the Dragon King soon replied.
"Some changes have occurred; the Shénjiàn Fēng Dìzǐ schemed against my Jiaolong clan."
"Huh???" Upon hearing this, Heihu Yaowang gritted his teeth; Divine Sword Peak, again this Divine Sword Peak.
"What's going on?"
"It's not a big deal; just using some underhanded means, they slaughtered over three hundred thousand of my aquatic Heavenly Pride, trivial."
Upon hearing the old Dragon King's reply, Heihu Yaowang, Xuehu Yaowang, and the wisdom tiger Demon King all wore strange looks, exchanging glances— is this old Dragon King ill?
They killed over three hundred thousand of my water clan, and yet it's called trivial?
It feels like the Eastern Sea water clan is about to suffer badly, but the wisdom tiger Demon King certainly can't defy the old Dragon King's face at this moment.
"The Eastern Sea water clan is boundless; to the Dragon King, merely three hundred thousand water clan members are indeed trivial."
Heh, upon hearing this, a Demon King sneered; do you really believe your own words?
Three hundred thousand— let the Dao Yi Sect come to Huling and try to kill three hundred thousand demon beasts; they won't even make you bleed.
But for now we are allies, so such words cannot be spoken outright, and thus no one dares to pierce this layer of window paper.
Heihu Yaowang simply changed the subject and asked.
"What about the Jinhai grand formation?"
"Rest assured, I have already seen through the Divine Sword Peak's scheming; they will have no further chance, and the Formation's solution is already within our grasp."
The old Dragon King was full of confidence; his tone sounded even wiser than that of the wisdom tiger Demon King.
Indeed, that is the case; after ending contact with Heihu Yaowang, the Eastern Sea Dragon Palace's old Dragon King glanced at the many Demon Kings present and coldly said.
"Heh, does the Divine Sword Peak think they can deal with me using such petty, underhanded tricks? Ridiculous."
Probably around three or four days ago, after being reminded by others, the old Dragon King began to sense something was off.
This is normal, after all, constantly seeking aid clearly indicates a problem.
From the intense initial battle, to later garrisoning the Jinhai Yingdi, and then continually requesting reinforcements under various pretexts, the tone grew louder each time.
Moreover, those excuses came in sets.
At first, the old Dragon King was extremely excited, feeling that these aquatic Heavenly Pride under his command had not disappointed him; later he even dispatched the Second Prince.
As for the result, it was the same as with the Third Prince— gone without return, only a bloodline transmission remained; besides that, they were never seen again.
Until a Demon King reminded it, saying.
"Your Majesty Dragon King, this matter is fishy; the water clan sent out are like steamed buns beating a dog— there's likely a problem."
Thus, that single remark finally woke the dreamer; afterwards the old Dragon King stopped sending reinforcements, and upon receiving the bloodline transmissions of the Third and Second Princes, he also demanded they immediately return to the Eastern Sea, to discuss further after meeting.
Just as the old Dragon King's words fell, the Second Prince's transmission arrived again.
"Son Yao pays respects to Father King, wishing Father King longevity surpassing the Southern Mountains and hegemony over Dongzhou."
"Now I and my younger brother have led our aquatic Heavenly Pride to invade Dongzhou; outside the Jinhai Yingdi, we have captured eighteen Human Race cities, but with many cities still remaining, I implore Father King to send more aquatic Heavenly Pride reinforcements to help me garrison these eighteen cities."
The voice was indeed the Second Prince's, but the content enraged all the Demon Kings present— it's utterly bullying, treating them like fools.
What the hell, they invaded Dongzhou and captured eighteen Human Race cities.
With your measly strength, once you leave the Formation you'll likely be wiped out by the Human Race in an instant; making it out ten li would already be impressive.
With a wave of his hand destroying the essence blood, the old Dragon King wore a wise smile.
"Heh, such petty tricks, still trying to fool me? Daydreaming; once I break the Formation, I will surely devour each of these Divine Sword Peak disciples alive."
The old Dragon King had already seen through everything, while inside the Jinhai Yingdi, Hong Zun, Qing Shi, Ye Zhangqing, Zhao Zhengping, Liu Shuang, Xu Jie, Lu Youyou, Wang Yao and others sat together in a circle.
The bloodline transmission had been sent out for more than a Shíchén, yet there was still no reply from the old Dragon King, including yesterday as well.
Now the food supplies have hit rock bottom, urgently needing replenishment; everyone's faces looked grim, except Ye Zhangqing, who at that moment was holding a large tea pot, leisurely sipping tea.
"That old loach probably already sensed something's wrong."
Qing Shi said with a grim face; if that's the case, trying to deceive for food supplies would be impossible.
Meanwhile, Hong Zun took a sip of wine, curled his lip, and spoke.
"Nonsense, you've been messing with them for a month and still haven't noticed; they might as well buy a block of tofu and knock themselves out."
"Are you blaming me for saying that? If you're capable, come here."
Upon hearing this, Qing Shi expressed dissatisfaction; over this past month, for the food supplies issue, he had essentially tried every means and exhausted every reason, all to get that old loach to send more food.
And what about that old drunkard? He didn't help with anything, damn, all he knows is to eat, and now he's even looking down on him?
Without my Qing Mouren's bloodline voice transmission, you damn wouldn't even get a piece of fish scale.
Upon hearing this, Hong Zun also didn't get angry, and spoke in a relaxed tone.
"That old loach has surely already noticed there's a problem; there's no doubt about that. From now on, trying to trick ingredients in will be difficult, so I think we should change our approach."
"You say how to do it."
"Simple, if the ingredients can't be sent in, then we'll just go out and get them ourselves."
End of Chapter
