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Chapter 953

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After obtaining the bottles, the demon emperors’ expressions varied.

Some remained expressionless.

Others paid no mind at all!

Some even showed a faint sneer.

After all, they were all demon emperors.

What good could you possibly offer us?

If it were just one or two drops, it might be valuable—but giving everyone a whole bottle at once? Something this abundant clearly has no special worth.

Some demon emperors opened their bottles to inspect the contents but didn’t recognize what was inside; others didn’t even bother to open them.

Yet, regardless of their private thoughts, none voiced them aloud.

Face had to be preserved.

Once all the bottles had been distributed, He Pingsheng swept his sleeve and said coolly, “Just now, I gave you all a token of greeting—each bottle contains roughly ten drops of spiritual fluid!”

“This fluid is grade eight, top quality!”

At these words, countless figures were stunned.

Grade eight?

And top quality?

This substance is something even Mahayana Emperor cultivators can scarcely hope to obtain.

“Sssss…” someone drew in a sharp breath and asked, “May I ask, Brother He, does a single drop fully restore the dried dantian of a Mahayana Emperor cultivator?”

Earlier, unaware of its nature, they sneered; now that they knew, only shock remained.

He Pingsheng smiled. “Correct.”

Instantly, everyone took it seriously.

They had assumed the gift was ordinary, but never imagined it was this extraordinary.

To put it plainly, even a Mahayana Emperor who brought out a single drop at a Jiaoyi Society would draw stares.

In a critical moment, this is a lifeline.

“Beyond restoring the dantian!” He Pingsheng continued, “When used for the first time, it also grants a Mahayana Emperor cultivator five thousand years of lifespan!”

“And this added lifespan does not conflict or overlap with any other heavenly treasures or medicinal herbs!”

Hearing this, the crowd grew even more excited.

Not all Mahayana Emperor cultivators succeed in ascending.

Less than one in ten succeed!

No—less than half a percent.

It’s truly one in a hundred.

Most Mahayana Emperor cultivators cannot ascend!

Some cannot even reach the twelfth layer; others perish at the first.

Those who fail to ascend can only wither and die slowly in this world.

Five thousand years of lifespan is truly valuable to them.

“Thank you, Brother He!”

“Thank you, Brother He!”

“Thank you, Brother He, for such a generous gift!”

Now, even those who had previously dismissed the gift were moved, each bowing to He Pingsheng in respect.

He Pingsheng smiled.

To hold these people in check, words alone won’t suffice.

You must awe them—and also offer benefits.

Though small, they are crucial.

“No need for thanks!” He Pingsheng’s expression remained calm: “You all know that I, He Pingsheng, bear a blood feud with the Phoenix Clan!”

“Now, allied with the Witch Clan, I have destroyed the Phoenix Clan!”

“With the Phoenix Clan gone, our human race now takes their place on the Tianhuo Continent—none of you object, I assume?”

The demon emperors nodded, yet none spoke.

It was a tacit acceptance, but no one showed fervent support.

This outcome was precisely what He Pingsheng expected.

He Pingsheng continued: “Today, I’ve gathered you here to make one promise—and to make one request.”

“First, the promise!”

“The territories you once ruled will remain untouched; all affairs will continue under the old rules of the Spirit Realm!”

“I, He Pingsheng, will not oppress any other race!”

“This is the promise from me and the human race to you all!”

Though powerful, He Pingsheng could not stand against the entire Spirit Realm.

After all, this is still the demon race’s domain.

Upon hearing this, countless anxious demon emperors finally exhaled in relief.

Looking at He Pingsheng now, they found him far more agreeable than before.

“Thank you, Brother He!”

“We demon emperors of the Tianhuo Continent feared upheaval—but since Brother He has shown us such respect, we cannot remain ungrateful. No need for requests—just tell us what you want done!”

“Yes, yes, just say it!”

“Brother He, don’t be modest—anything within our power, we support!”

Many demon emperors voiced their support for He Pingsheng.

After all, their interests had not been touched.

He Pingsheng said: “My request is simple: from now on, no race, no emperor domain, may oppress or blockade our human race!”

“Anyone who oppresses our human cultivators stands against me, He Pingsheng—and against the billions of human lives!”

At this, He Pingsheng’s expression turned stern.

“Brother He, rest assured!” The Jin Gang demon emperor rose instantly, shouting: “I admit that previously, all demon emperors across the Spirit Realm suppressed the human race—but from now on, it stops!”

“Upon returning to my domain, I will immediately issue an edict: within the Jin Gang Emperor Domain on the Tianhuo Continent, discrimination and oppression of humans are forbidden!”

“Our Zhu Que Emperor Domain will also issue such an edict!”

“Our Jin Wu Emperor Domain as well!” Zhu Zhengyan raised his hand.

Previously, Zhu Zhengyan had once aided the Dalun Mingwang by leaking information, and later had his body slain by the Phoenix Clan.

But his avatar escaped and went into hiding, only reappearing recently.

Almost all the demon emperors publicly declared their support for He Pingsheng.

“Enough, everyone. I won’t keep you longer—this is all I have to say!”

“You may leave.”

“I trust each of you will honor your promises.”

After speaking, He Pingsheng glanced at those in the hall and added: “Brother Bingxuan, Brother Zhu Zhengyan, stay behind!”

“And Brother Jin Buhuan—you too, don’t leave yet!”

Zhu Zhengyan smiled; the other two froze.

Bingxuan was fine—he had once dealt fairly with He Pingsheng.

But Jin Buhuan was different.

For days, he had been trembling with fear; now, personally named by He Pingsheng, he couldn’t help but panic.

Once all the demon emperors had left, the three stepped forward voluntarily before He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng looked at Zhu Zhengyan and said: “Thank you for warning me earlier—you saved my wife and children’s lives. I won’t give you any treasure as repayment. But I give you a promise: should you ever face an unsolvable problem, come to me.”

“Anything within my power, I will not refuse.”

“Thank you,” Zhu Zhengyan nodded, then turned and left!

……

Thud…

Jin Buhuan dropped to his knees: “Brother He… what we did back then was wrong!”

“But we were forced by the Phoenix Clan!”

“We had no choice!”

“Is that so?” He Pingsheng smiled coldly. “I heard you made a deal with the Phoenix Clan.”

Jin Buhuan’s body turned icy.

The Phoenix Clan had been wiped out by He Pingsheng—so if He Pingsheng now wished to exterminate the Jin Ku Clan, how difficult could it be?

Even a ninth-rank array couldn’t stop him.

“Brother He… we… we were truly forced!”

“We had no alternative!”

“Please, have mercy on our clan!”

“From now on, our Jin Ku Clan will serve your human race as beasts of burden!”

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