Sword Emperor of the Astonishing Sky

"We only ask for resources, but what about what your Jiuyou Demon Palace promised us?"

"Can you do it?"

When Jing Ming, a member of the Yao Clan, heard Song Caiying's words, he became furious and immediately asked sternly with raised eyebrows and cold eyes.

Mrs. Qianrou didn't speak. When Jing Ming scolded and questioned Song Caiying, she also watched silently without speaking to stop him.

She also believed that the Nine Nether Demon Palace was becoming more and more greedy, which was completely different from the original 'plan'.

So when Jingming asked, she didn't stop him.

Seeing that Mrs. Qianrou didn't stop her, Song Caiying, who had a pig-like face and a bright heart, slowly looked at Jing Ming, still maintaining a wretched smile on her ugly face:

"Our Jiuyou Demon Palace promised you the demon clan, and we have already achieved it."

"On the contrary, you demon tribe promised us Jiuyou Demon Palace, but you refused again and again."

"How come now... it's you demon clan who come to accuse our Jiuyou Demon Palace?"

There were differences of opinion between the two sides.

The demon clan believes that the Nine Nether Demon Palace has not contributed much and is unwilling to provide resources to the Nine Nether Demon Palace.

Jiuyou Demon Palace believed that they had done their best, but the demon clan repeatedly refused to provide resources.

The chain of interests between the two parties is not strong to begin with. With such a slight touch, there are signs of breaking.

Song Caiying ignored Jing Ming of the demon clan and instead asked Madam Qianrou: "Madam, do you dare to ask me what Jiuyou Demon Palace promised you demon clan and failed to do it?"

"Who carved out the inner world under the hunting world?"

"It's our Nine Nether Demon Palace!"

"Who helped you demon clan build Cangmang City?"

"It's our Nine Nether Demon Palace!"

"Who provided you with the magic circle?"

"It's our Nine Nether Demon Palace."

"..."

"Ignoring the above small favors, the most important point..." Song Caiying stared at Mrs. Qianrou and said: "Who has been keeping your secrets for so many years? So that you, the demon clan, can be where you are today?"

"It's also my Nine Nether Demon Palace!"

After Song Caiying finished speaking, she smiled proudly, "Without my Jiuyou Demon Palace, do you think Cangmang City could have been hiding under the eyes of Emperor Chu until today?"

He uttered lotus flowers, which made Mrs. Qianrou speechless.

"On the contrary, you demon clan... humph..." Song Caiying sneered twice, "Before we cooperated, you were respectful to our Jiuyou Demon Palace, but after we cooperated, you repeatedly challenged us."

Song Caiying said to Mrs. Qianrou: "According to our previous agreement, the demon clan needs to provide the Nine Nether Demon Palace with 'dragon blood', 'phoenix marrow', 'unicorn bone', 'white tiger claws', and 'black martial soul'..."

"And five hundred and twelve high-level alien bloodlines and king-level bloodlines."

"So far, Cangmang City has been established for 30,000 years. How much have you given us?"

Song Caiying reported a series of data, but Mrs. Qianrou had a frosty face and said not a word.

Jing Ming also snorted coldly, "Nine Nether Demon Palace's appetite is too big. Five hundred and twelve high-level alien species are no problem. Do you also want king-level blood?"

"What's more, dragon blood, phoenix marrow, unicorn bones, white tiger claws, Xuanwu soul... these are all legendary things, do you want to get your hands on them?"

Song Caiying put away the smile on her ugly face and glared at Jing Ming coldly, "Junior, this is the covenant between your demon clan senior and my Jiuyou Demon Palace. How can you be allowed to question it here?"

"Hmph." He snorted heavily again, "If the demon clan didn't want to, then why did they need to cooperate with my Jiuyou Demon Palace at that time?"

"how?"

"Now that the rise of the demon clan is about to begin, do you want to kill the donkey?"

Song Caiying's face was cold and gloomy, "In the ancient years of the ancient times, our human race was able to defeat your demon race and become the overlord of the world. But in today's time, even if your demon race rises again, our human race can still defeat you." I will kill you till I leave no trace of you alive!"

"You!" Jing Ming was so angry at Song Caiying's words that his sword eyebrows stood upright. Pieces of green snake scales emerged from under his skin. The mouth had sharp teeth, the snakes branched out, and his eyes turned into bloodthirsty vertical pupils.

This is clearly a snake demon.

"Put away your fangs, or... I'll crush him." Facing Jing Ming's fierce look, Song Caiying sneered.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the silent Mrs. Qianrou finally spoke. She seemed to have changed her face. She was not as cold as when she first saw Jiuyou Demon Palace, but showed a charming and flattering smile.

"Your Majesty, calm down." Mrs. Qianrou's soft voice came, like a kitten's paws, gently scratching Song Caiying's heart, making his anger dissipate.

"Fairy!" Song Caiying realized that her anger had dissipated. She couldn't help but glance at Mrs. Qianrou and sneered in her heart.

Mrs. Qianrou sighed: "What the envoy said just now is indeed the covenant between my senior demon clan and your Jiuyou Demon Palace."

"But we didn't expect at the time... that high-level alien species and king-level bloodlines are so rare, and we have never gotten a single ounce of them even after ten thousand years of hard work."

Song Caiying raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "I have read the notes left by the Jiuyou Demon Palace warrior who came to Cangmang City last time. It seems that the demon clan of Cangmang City said the same thing last time."

"Don't you even bother to think of a new excuse?"

The hunting world opens once every ten thousand years.

If there are no other major events happening in the Chu Kingdom and the hunting world is not opened, the hunting world will not be opened until the birthday of Emperor Chu.

In other words... the only time the Nine Nether Demon Palace and Cangmang City were connected was the birthday of Emperor Chu.

Thousands of years are too long a span.

Although warriors in the Taiyi Daoguo realm have a long life, without the treasures of heaven and earth and the spiritual objects that enhance longevity, ten thousand years is the limit.

Therefore, the Jiuyou Demon Palace warrior who came to Cangmang City last time was not Song Caiying, but other warriors.

But after they returned, they all recorded what happened in Cangmang City in detail, so that other warriors could enter Cangmang City ten thousand years later and understand the situation in Cangmang City in advance.

Mrs. Qianrou replied calmly: "It is precisely because the reasons are the same that it is enough to prove that we did not lie, but really did not get those things."

Song Caiying's face darkened, and she stared at Mrs. Qianrou with gloomy eyes, "You said this the last time I came here, and we can no longer explain it when we go back."

"This time, if I bring these words to the higher-ups of the Demon Palace, I'm afraid it won't be so easy."

Song Cai's English tone was a little cold, "Do you monster clan really think that I, the Nine Nether Demon Palace, is easy to bully? So you keep trying to stall us over and over again?"

Mrs. Qianrou said: "The envoy misunderstood."

Song Caiying said coldly: "Madam, we can understand that it is not easy for the demon clan to refine these bloodlines, but you must also be considerate and considerate of us."

"If we don't bring anything back this time, the senior officials of the Demon Palace may no longer be willing to cooperate with the demon clan."

"Then there is no need for this Cangmang City to exist."

Song Caiying's words were very threatening.

Mrs. Qianrou's expression changed drastically and she said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, there is no need to be angry. Let me prepare for this."

"How about this? Several envoys come from afar, and I arrange for a few women to take them around Cangmang City."

"Although the scenery here is not beautiful, it is different from the outside world and has a unique flavor."

When Song Caiying heard this, a smile appeared on her stiff face, and she looked at Madam Qianrou with a squinting look, "If Madam will accompany you, I will be willing to give you a few days of grace."

Upon hearing this, Jing Ming clenched his teeth angrily, wishing to cut Song Caiying into pieces with a thousand knives.

Mrs. Qianrou gently held her hair on her temples and smiled charmingly: "I don't want to prepare things for the envoys so that I can't accompany them."

Song Caiying's face suddenly collapsed and she held out three fingers, "I'll give you three days to prepare."