The Romantic Cultivator

Everyone was curious to know what the Nefarious Blood Kingdom was going to say; this would mean either peace or war.

But at the very least, they would be able to know clearly the intentions of the Nefarious Blood Kingdom.

Xuan Qiaoqiao said panicky as the profound communication device was laid on the table, "Remember, we have an agreement that I am not going to marry the Abyssal King Gong Magog."

She had said that for assurances as she was a little worried that the cunning Abyssal King Gong Magog or his envoys would say something that would persuade the Cardinals and elders otherwise; she was determined not to be sold out by her own Ancient Race this time. 

When everyone attention was focused on the profound communication device, Ji Yuan was observing Ding Xiaoxiao; he had suddenly noticed that there were no contours under the short skirt of her robe and that there were also no laces around her waist or thigh.

Ji Yuan was suddenly startled: I am wrong that she is wearing white panties today. Or rather, she isn't wearing any panties today? That means there is nothing underneath her skirt?

He was excited immediately; this means that he has an advantage if he were to fight her and she would be focusing on protecting her modesty while fighting him. 

This is a perfect opportunity to screw her! 

Ji Yuan quickly corrected himself: Screw her as in fuck her during the duel and not bang her. No wait, not fuck her as that bang, bang but screw her. 

Wait! I am not making any senses!

Why am I thinking of banging her as well?! 

Well, she did say that I can bang her, right? That is the price for losing a gambit with me…

Then he started to curse himself: Ji Yuan, do you have a death wish for even trying to think about this. Even if you agree to bang her, she won't agree to let you bang her. In the end, she will just bang you…

While Ji Yuan was struggling with his thoughts, he was actually still looking at Ding Xiaoxiao's arousing waist and butt; that was the reason why he got distracted and not paying attention to what he was really saying.

Ding Xiaoxiao had a slight flush as her bared back and curved butt was facing Ji Yuan; it was because she was aware that Ji Yuan was secretly looking at her. 

How could she not know?

One must know that her instincts are hyper sharp or else she would be the number one sword in the Immortal Desolate Realm. And moreover, she has the cultivation that is at the peaked 9th realm.

She was thinking: Why is he looking at me like this? I am not the only beautiful maiden here. Maybe he likes my dressing?

Ji Yuan was actually looking at her body though.

The distraction was quickly over for Ji Yuan as the profound communication device began to activate and an imagery of a powerful great red abyssal was revealed before them and he was sitting on a throne; he was extremely powerful built and he was even bigger than the great abyssals in the background.

It also revealed to everyone an abyssal king that was fired with ambition to be the abyssal emperor and steeled by adversity; a red aristocrat who embraced his noblesse oblige and sees leadership as a birthright while viewing all others as insignificent ants. 

The Cardinal Patriarch gasped with shock, "It is the Abyssal King Gong Magog himself…"

Many of the elders were also gasping with shock and also curious to know what the Abyssal King Gong Magog had wanted to say.

Ji Yuan was curious to know what the Abyssal King Gong Magog looked like and he got his wish today.

But he did not go forward to introduce himself as he was contended to stay in the background and let the Cardinals do the talking while he observed the talks.

Xuan Qiaoqiao and Juan Xian'Er had also stayed in the background as they did not want the Abyssal King Gong Magog to see them or to give him any funny ideas about themselves.

What the Abyssal King Gong Magog could see were just the Cardinal Patriarch, the Cardinal Pope, the Cardinal Herald, Cardinal Harpy Li Yifen, Cardinal Confidant Jun Qianfeng and Millenium Jun Feitian.

The powerful voice of the Abyssal King Gong Magog began to thunder loudly from the profound communication device, "I am sure that we need no introductions. I am here to give you an ultimatum. Either the Nightfall Heights surrender willingly for the death of my son or I will come to pulverize the Nightfall Heights. As a matter of fact, I am already on my way to the Nightfall Heights. In less than 3 days, I will reach with my great nefarious blood abyssal army."

The Cardinal Pope said angrily, "Do you have still any respects for the True Faith or the Ancient Old Ones? The Nightfall Heights is the holy mountain of the abyssal races and do you really think that your power is truly absolute against the other abyssal kingdoms?"

The Abyssal King Gong Magog laughed thunderously, "True faith? Ancient Old ones? You have all become relics in the era of the Holy Communism. Most of the abyssal kingdoms have long converted to the Holy Communism and even the other three great abyssal kingdoms as well. Your True Faith is but a pagan faith with no True God…"

Then he clenched his iron fists and said coldly, "Unlike our Holy Communism, we have the Abyssal True God and Immortal Abyssal Gong Diablo firmly behind us. What we are going to do is righteous and you shall all pay for the price of killing my son."

The Cardinal Herald weakly said, "There is no need to go to war. Why don't we talk peacefully first before we have decided that we have to fight…"

The Abyssal King Gong Magog coldly interrupted, "My good dead son has come peacefully to your Nightfall Heights to invite your Cardinal Priestess to me. And yet, you have brutally killed him…"

Ji Yuan was thinking weakly: Come peacefully? Invite? Are you sure? You are too shameless…

The Abyssal King Gong Magog smirked all of a sudden, "But I can give you one last chance…"

When he had said that, the Cardinal Herald and the Cardinal Pope saw a glimmer of hope for negotiations as they nodded at this last minute goodwill. 

They were actually thinking that the Abyssal King Gong Magog may be trying to intimidate them first to get a better position at the negotiating table.

The two of them hope to avert war as the Ancient Race may not win against the powerful Nefarious Blood Kingdom.

 The Abyssal King Gong Magog said coldly, "Surrender your Cardinal Priestess to me and 10 000 of your Ancient Race's young and chaste maidens. Then I shall make peace with the Nightfall Heights. After all, I have brought 10 000 of the most powerful abyssal cultivators in my kingdom with me and I don't want them to go back empty handed without a chaste harlot."

The peace request stunned all the listeners and many of the faces of the elders had also become extremely ugly.

The face of the Cardinal Pope and the Cardinal Herald were also ugly and they shouted at the same time, "Dream on! Fat hope!"

The Cardinal Patriarch cursed venomously, "If you want war, then we shall have a war!"

The Abyssal King Gong Magog was suddenly smiling, "I ought to let you all know something interesting as well…"