Qiankun Gourd

Chapter 315 Return to Yue

"I have no objection to Wu Yue's demonic cultivators joining the Ten-Nation Alliance! However, in addition to returning the land to Yue, they must hand over 700 million spirit stones to our seven major sects of Yue. Otherwise, we will not agree!"

Ye Feng's words were shocking, and the other alliance leaders were all stunned when they heard them.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, this may not be appropriate! If this is the case, they probably won't join our Ten-Nation Alliance, and a war may be unavoidable!"

Patriarch Jin Yuan said on the side.

"I think it's appropriate! Back then, they, the Wuyue Demon Sect, killed countless monks from the seven major sects of the Yue Kingdom. It's not too much to ask for something!"

The puppet of Patriarch Situ said from the side.

Hua Cheng Zhenren and Ba Qiang Laozu said nothing.

"I know that the Taoist friends from the seven major sects of Yue State have a deep hatred for the Wuyue Demon Sect, but if we don't cooperate with them, what can we do? Just fight again and let Qi State reap the benefits.

This is really what I don't want to see.

The old demon Hehuan and the ghost boy have great magical powers, and even I am no match for them.

Even if we win, so what? The State of Qi is watching us covetously. How will we respond then?

The only way now is to cooperate with them and stop the State of Qi first. We can settle the grudge later!

Daoist Ye, tell me, is this what I said?"

Master Xuanhuo looked at Ye Feng and said meaningfully.

“I don’t want to say more. If fellow Daoist Xuanhuo and the other fellow Daoists find it difficult to talk, I will personally talk to the old demon Hehuan and the ghost boy.

If they don't hand over 700 million spirit stones to make up for the losses of our seven major sects, I will never agree to it."

Ye Feng's face darkened and he said unhappily.

"Fellow Daoist Ye! I have explained it to you very clearly. Don't think that just because you are the deputy leader of the Ten Nations Alliance, the other six sects will listen to you. They must listen to me first.

Also, since I can let you serve as the deputy leader, I can also remove you from the position of deputy leader.

I have to give some face to the old demon Hehuan and the ghost boy. Now they are making concessions only for my sake. If you don't know what's happening,

I can only expel you from the Ten Nations Alliance!"

Master Xuanhuo had previously hated Ye Feng for snatching away 10% of the resources of the Ten-Nation Alliance. Today, he finally found a reason to kick Ye Feng and Huangfeng Valley out of the Ten-Nation Alliance.

It was just a small Yellow Wind Valley, and the Ten-Nation Alliance didn’t take it seriously at all. True Man Xuanhuo didn’t take Ye Feng seriously at all.

"Master Xuanhuo, what do you mean by this? You want to kick our Song country's Yellow Wind Valley out of the Ten-Nation Alliance. If you want to do so, I can tell you.

Our Song State has since withdrawn from the Ten-Nation Alliance."

Upon hearing this, Patriarch Situ's puppet slammed the table and stood up, saying angrily.

Patriarch Situ's move surprised the people around him. He had just supported Ye Feng's suggestion, and now he wanted to stand with Ye Feng. No one expected this.

"Fellow Daoist Situ, this matter has nothing to do with you!

Fellow Daoist Ye, do you want to destroy the unity of our Ten-Nation Alliance? You have such a vicious heart.

Okay, okay, if you can beat me, I will agree to your request!"

Master Xuanhuo looked at Ye Feng coldly.

"Since Fellow Daoist Xuanhuo won't help us, let's go and negotiate with them ourselves!"

Ye Feng smiled coldly, and his cultivation level of the late Nascent Soul stage was revealed.

An infinite force spread out from his body, sweeping in all directions.

The Yuanying stage monks in the hall suddenly felt a powerful spiritual pressure sweeping towards them, making it hard for them to breathe.

Even Xuanhuo Zhenren, who was in the late Nascent Soul stage, felt somewhat uneasy.

"The cultivation level of the late Nascent Soul stage!"

Everyone looked at Ye Feng in amazement, and no one dared to say a word of objection.

"Humph, even if Fellow Daoist Ye is in the late Nascent Soul stage, I will..."

Seeing that Ye Feng also had the cultivation level of the late Nascent Soul stage, True Man Xuanhuo did not seem to back down. But at this moment, a black figure suddenly flew out from behind Ye Feng.

The black figure suddenly punched Master Xuanhuo. Master Xuanhuo was shocked and immediately activated his protective shield.

Bang!

The black shadow punched Master Xuanhuo's protective shield, which shattered with a snap. The punch hit Master Xuanhuo hard in the chest.

Master Xuanhuo spat out a mouthful of blood.

"The cultivation level of the late Nascent Soul stage!"

It was at this time that everyone looked at the black figure. This bald young man wearing a mask and a black and white robe was none other than the Yin-Yang Puppet Saitama.

If Ye Feng's cultivation level of the late Nascent Soul stage was not enough to shock the whole audience, then Saitama's state of great perfection in the late Nascent Soul stage had already shocked everyone.

With his cultivation level of the late Nascent Soul stage, it would be no problem for him to kill any of them instantly.

"Fellow Daoist Xuanhuo, do you have anything else to say?"

Ye Feng stood up and looked coldly at the crippled Xuanhuo Zhenren.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, spare my life, spare my life!"

Master Xuanhuo knew that even if he had reached the late Nascent Soul stage, he would surely die in front of Ye Feng and the masked young man, so he begged for mercy.

"I'll keep you alive!"

As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, he flashed to the side of Master Xuanhuo. He patted Master Xuanhuo's crown with one hand and took out his Nascent Soul. At the same time, he patted the Nascent Soul's head, took out the Nascent Soul's soul, and put it into a wooden box.

"Fellow Daoist Ye..."

Just as Jin Yuan was about to say something, Saitama looked at him and he swallowed it back.

"It's nothing, this guy Xuanhuo brought this upon himself!"

"Fellow Daoist Ye has vented his anger for us. I have long disliked this old fellow."

Several other deputy leaders spoke loudly.

"I will refine him into a puppet. We still have to keep Xuanhuo Zhenren's fighting power."

Ye Feng smiled slightly and put the wooden box away.

Several elders of the Xuanhuo Sect who were in the middle and early Nascent Soul stages heard the noise and flew in. Seeing Master Xuanhuo dead there, they wanted to avenge him, but when they saw the cultivation levels of Ye Feng and Saitama, they were all frightened and stood there in a daze.

"Don't worry, the Xuanhuo Sect is still the Xuanhuo Sect, and I will return you a Xuanhuo Zhenren!"

Ye Feng said lightly.

"Thank you, Elder Ye!"

The Xuanhuo Sect elders shouted in unison in fear.

After hearing that the Wu Yue Magic Alliance and the Ten Nations Alliance had temporarily reconciled, the Qi State simply stopped its army at the border and had no intention of attacking. They did not want to go to war with the Wu Magic Alliance and the Ten Nations Alliance at the same time.

They could only station troops on the border, wait for things to change, and then march south.

If it really doesn't work, retreat.

a few days later.

The six leaders of the Ten-Nation Alliance and several elders of the Wuyue Demonic Alliance gathered in the meeting hall of the Ten-Nation Alliance on the Donghuang Grassland.

"Fellow Daoist Xuanhuo, I wonder how your discussion went? If we hesitate for a moment, then Qi will attack us, and neither of us will gain any benefit."

The ghost boy said lightly.

"This should be Fellow Daoist Gui Ling! I am Ye Feng from the Yellow Wind Valley of Yue Country. You killed many of our cultivators back then. Do you want to let it go like this today? It is absolutely impossible unless you hand over 700 million spirit stones as compensation.

Otherwise, the seven major sects of the Yue Kingdom will never give up, and at worst, we will all perish together."

Ye Feng suddenly spoke.

The ghost boy was also surprised when he heard this. He did not expect that this early Nascent Soul stage elder of the Yellow Wind Valley would be so bold. He spoke before True Man Xuanhuo spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Xuanhuo..."

The ghost boy looked at Master Xuanhuo helplessly.

"Fellow Daoist Gui Ling, I think you'd better agree to Fellow Daoist Ye. Fellow Daoist Ye is the deputy leader of our Ten Nations Alliance, and he represents the seven major sects of Yue. If you don't agree, I'm afraid our Ten Nations Alliance will not form an alliance with you."

The puppet of Master Xuanhuo said lightly from the side.

Upon hearing this, several elders of the Wu Yue Demonic Alliance began to discuss.

"It's better to agree to this matter first! Otherwise, I'm afraid we will have no place to stay!"

"Impossible. We have already given Yue Kingdom to them, but they are still asking for more. Do we, the Demonic Alliance, still fear them?"

"We are not afraid of them. We are afraid of Qi. Once Qi moves south, and the Ten Nations Alliance attacks from the south, we will surely die."

"The four great elders of the Yue Kingdom's Demonic Sect have been annihilated. Our strength is not as strong as before. If we don't agree, I guess we won't be able to save our sect. We might as well agree to them and form a twelve-nation alliance. There is still a glimmer of hope."