World-Ending Demon Emperor-Chapter 2076 - 970: Reigning Over the North! Zhi Yan’s Tremor!
This time, accompanying the army on the expedition, is a special person, the former Sky Oracle, Hui Gu.
Of course, he has completely transformed, becoming a thorough Death Warrior, with his entire bloodline thoroughly changed.
Just as Lanling expected, because he had no inner resistance, after becoming a Death Warrior, his soul remained free, not turning into a zombie.
"Master, the bottom line for Dragon Temple in negotiating with you is to delay for five years," Hui Gu said. "Their strategy involves returning your family members gradually over the years, maintaining peace to achieve the purpose of delay. Of course, if you request Fu Lingxi and Ji Xiuning, Dragon Temple can also agree. In short, the original words from Ning Wuya were that as long as you do not launch a northern expedition, everything can be negotiated."
Lanling said, "What did you think when you heard that?"
"Shameless, weak, utterly hopeless," Hui Gu said. "If it weren’t for the ultimate power of the moon in the sky, I feel Dragon Temple has decayed to the extreme, about to collapse on its own."
Lanling smiled without speaking.
Hui Gu surrendered, naturally trying desperately to disparage Dragon Temple, to prove his decision was correct.
In fact, when Lanling heard that everything was negotiable, he felt the hidden confidence and strength within Dragon Temple.
On the surface, Dragon Temple seems willing to sacrifice everything to delay time, appearing extremely weak, much like certain regimes on the brink of extinction, willing to concede everything to preserve themselves, negotiating any humiliating terms.
But don’t forget, even during the late Qing Dynasty, whether it was Li Hongzhang or others, negotiating with Western powers they were at least inch by inch, even arguing for days over a matter of etiquette, the so-called diplomacy doesn’t disregard small matters.
In conclusion, no matter how humiliating the negotiation content might be, during the negotiation process, imperial dignity is maintained, face cannot be lost.
And Dragon Temple?
Not caring about face at all, directly saying everything is negotiable, whatever conditions Lanling proposes can be agreed to.
What does this signify?
It signifies no space left for negotiation, already prepared for a life-and-death war. The so-called negotiation is merely pre-war art.
Thus, Lanling can conclude that before he truly launches a northern expedition against the Human Kingdom, Dragon Temple will use extreme measures, displaying all sorts of indecent performances because they don’t care about face. But as soon as Lanling approaches the ten-thousand mountains, Dragon Temple will instantly coalesce into a formidable, terrifying entity.
Who can disregard face?
Only the strong can disregard face.
In 2008, when China hosted the Olympics, it was done with extreme caution, walking on thin ice, striving for perfection, without the slightest flaw.
While the United States hosts the Olympics, as long as it’s passable it suffices, scandals or riots don’t matter.
Of course, if our nation hosts the Olympics a second, third time, it will be much more relaxed, even indifferent, perhaps displaying an attitude of hosting it or not.
"I will not negotiate with Dragon Temple," Lanling said. "Had you not knelt and surrendered immediately, you’d have been thrown to the dogs. Whoever Dragon Temple sends in the future, either kneel and surrender like you, or I’ll throw them to the dogs directly, without any negotiation. As for my family members, once I annihilate Dragon Temple, naturally I’ll rescue them myself. I don’t believe Dragon Temple still dares to harm my family now?"
Hui Gu hurriedly knelt humbly beside him.
Lanling set out on an expedition against Motuo Empire, also accompanied by a magnificent aerial palace, on which even stood a Tower of Heavenly Fiends and Deities.
However, this palace wasn’t carried by giant flying beasts but by one hundred thousand undead warriors underneath.
"Alright, you can leave," Lanling waved his hand.
Demon Queen Daji sat cross-legged to Lanling’s right, holding Lanling’s Crow Crying Sword, within which Yao Xing still resided, yet to return to Lanling’s body.
Until now, Lanling hadn’t communicated with Yao Xing even once.
It could be said that in obtaining the Demon Emperor’s legacy this time, though Yao Xing played a role, it wasn’t a core role.
According to Yao Xing’s plan, Lanling was supposed to directly reincarnate, returning powerfully to the soul imprint of the Crow Crying Sword, reviving on the spot.
Thus, Lanling wouldn’t need to traverse the Sea of the Netherworld or the Land of the Fallen.
The consequence of such a choice would be Lanling eternally losing his body, becoming like the appearance of a Hell Knight.
But Lanling refused, choosing the risky journey through the Land of the Fallen, ultimately not only returning intact to the real world but also obtaining the complete Void Bloodline.
So, this is a significant victory of Lanling’s will.
Of course, Lanling still needs Yao Xing in the future, but Lanling is the master, Yao Xing is the servant, this relationship must be affirmed.
Na Xue, wearing a blood-red dress, sashayed out holding a tray of exquisite fruits. She weakly collapsed on Lanling’s lap, biting into a fruit with her small mouth, sucking half, and delivering the other half to Lanling’s mouth.
She used to be a very assertive person, as if every inch of her body was full of sharpness, hurting.
After her revival, her body seemed boneless, most often she preferred being unclothed, entwining Lanling’s body like a great white snake.







