Chapter 1103: Chapter 1103

Chapter 1103: Negotiation and Concession

When they were within the Demonic Slaughter Space, regardless of whether it was An Lin and Xu Xiaolan or Cassidy and Tobias, none of them expected Emperor Yi Deng to be stupid enough to remain on the spot.

However, reality gave them a huge slap to the face.

Emperor Yi Deng really was standing obediently as he waited for them, and he didn’t even try to move the Divine Heaven Isolation Seal!

Thus, the Heavenly Court reinforcements were able to arrive on the scene without even having to go through the hassle of searching for everyone…

An Lin and the others had all been touched by the straightforward and thoughtful Emperor Yi Deng.

Emperor Yi Deng had also discovered that everyone seemed to be looking at him with a peculiar expression, and he immediately flared up. “What the hell are you looking at? My thought process is not something the likes of you can comprehend! Release my tribe’s Holy Disciples at once!”

Only now did An Lin realize that he was still holding Cassidy and Tobias captive. With the Celestial Thearch here, there wasn’t much point to having these hostages anymore.

The Celestial Thearch’s eyes lit up when he saw Cassidy and Tobias, and he quickly realized what had happened.

Those two were An Lin’s slaves!

What a happy coincidence. Fate really did work in some wonderful ways sometimes.

The Celestial Thearch felt like he should cooperate with the act An Lin and the others were putting on, and he immediately took a step forward to position himself in front of An Lin and the others. “Hahaha… As expected of the small War God of the Heavenly Court, even two of the Blood Tribe Holy Disciples have been subdued by you! This sure is a massive haul!”

Emperor Yi Deng glowered at the Celestial Thearch. “Let them go at once, Celestial Thearch! They are the Holy Disciples of my tribe! Do you really want to start a full-blown war between the Blood Tribe and the human race?!”

The Holy Disciples were much more important than ordinary people could imagine. They were chosen by the Blood Patriarch, so in a sense, they were representatives of the Blood Patriarch’s lineal descendants!

If Emperor Yi Deng was to have two Blood Tribe Holy Disciples killed or abducted before his eyes, not only would his reputation be shattered, he would also come under stern questioning from the other emperors.

“Hehe, these two Holy Disciples were trying to kill me just a moment ago. Why should I release them at your behest?” An Lin chuckled coldly as he laid the blade of his Evil-Slaying Sword on Cassidy’s swan-like neck.

Emperor Yi Deng could see what An Lin was implying, and he gritted his teeth. “Alright, tell me what I need to do for you to let them go!”

An Lin thought to himself for a moment before transmitting his voice to the Celestial Thearch, “I need money.”

He had to let the most important person on their side state the terms of negotiation.

The Celestial Thearch instantly understood what he needed to do. A smile appeared on his face as he said, “Ten million spirit stones per Holy Disciple! And it has to be issued right now!”

“You…!” Emperor Yi Deng’s eyes widened. Even the space around him tremored violently with his rage as he snapped, “This is daylight robbery!”

“Hahaha… Are you saying a Holy Disciple’s life is not even worth ten million spirit stones?” A sneer appeared on the Celestial Thearch’s face.

His sneer was like an insult to Emperor Yi Deng. The high and mighty Blood Tribe Holy Disciples were indeed worth that price.

“Alright! I’ll give you the money!” Emperor Yi Deng exhaled through gritted teeth.

He was initially going to say that the two Holy Disciple storage rings were there for the taking, so they could take those as spoils of war! Why did he have to pay? But if he did say that, his reputation as an emperor really would come under scrutiny…

Emperor Yi Deng pulled two thousand vital stones out of his storage ring with a pained expression before tossing them to the Celestial Thearch.

The Celestial Thearch didn’t even look at the vital stones before tossing them to An Lin. “Here, you caught them, so you deserve the money.”

He was tossing twenty million spirit stones nonchalantly to An Lin as if he were giving him a tip. Such grace and poise instantly created a stark contrast with Emperor Yi Deng.

Emperor Yi Deng had smoke rising out of his head from rage. He was the one that had paid the money, but the Celestial Thearch was the one flexing with the money!

An Lin was very much in admiration and committed the Celestial Thearch’s disposition and poise to memory.

He gleefully accepted the twenty million spirit stones.

His target of a hundred million had been reached!

Who would have thought that his underlings would flip this dire situation into such a fruitful one for him?

Thinking about it from another perspective, Cassidy and Tobias loved him after all.

If this wasn’t love, then why would they go so far just to act as his hostages so that he could blackmail Emperor Yi Deng for twenty million spirit stones? They were doing all these to give him warmth!

With this in mind, an involuntary smile appeared on An Lin’s face again.

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Emperor Yi Deng’s eyes were spitting flames of rage when he saw An Lin’s smug expression.

“Hurry up and release my tribe’s Holy Disciples!”

An Lin’s heart jolted with shock at the sight of Emperor Yi Deng’s thunderous rage, and he transmitted his voice to the Celestial Thearch again, “I don’t feel safe.”

The Celestial Thearch instantly understood what he was getting at, and a smile appeared on his face. “Not yet. In order to ensure the safety of my Heavenly Court’s prodigies, you have to swear a dao heart vow that you’re never going to seek revenge on An Lin again.”

“That’s impossible! I must avenge my son!” Emperor Yi Deng was incensed.

The power of the divine dao began to surge around his entire body, and he was clearly switching from a policy of appeasement to a more aggressive approach.

An Lin transmitted his voice again.

“Let me progress to the Return to Void Stage first. After that, he can try to take vengeance on me however he likes.”

An indifferent smile appeared on the Celestial Thearch’s face as he turned to look at Emperor Yi Deng with a regal might shining from his eyes. “Alright, I’ll give you the chance to exact your revenge then! You won’t have to wait too long. After An Lin progresses to the Return to Void Stage, you can take revenge on him however you like! How about that?”

Emperor Yi Deng was about to explode from rage.

This motherf*cker was flexing on him again!

“Alright! It’s decided then!”

Emperor Yi Deng swore a dao heart vow that he wouldn’t hunt An Lin down before he reached the Return to Void Stage.

The Celestial Thearch transmitted a slightly concerned voice.

“Is that really ok? He’s a Dao Integration Stage super mighty figure.”

“Don’t worry, I’ve already stood up to plenty of Dao Integration Stage super mighty figures. When I reach the Return to Void Stage, I can kill one or two Dao Integration Stage super mighty figures as an inauguration.” An Lin’s expression was extremely tranquil.

The Celestial Thearch’s heart jolted violently upon hearing this.

He thought he was the only flexer here!

Turns out two could play at this game!

An Lin put away the Blood Soul Cross and released Cassidy and Tobias back to Emperor Yi Deng’s side.

“An Lin, don’t think that this is the end!” Tobias glowered at An Lin with a thunderous expression.

Cassidy placed one hand on her hip and pointed to An Lin with the other hand. “Next time, I’m definitely going to hold you captive, torture your soul, and suck your blood dry!”

An Lin’s lips twitched. He felt like Cassidy was serious about the last part of that threat.

“Let’s go.” Emperor Yi Deng harrumphed coldly before turning to leave.

Cassidy, Tobias, and Feng Wuyan immediately trailed along in fear of being left behind.

Thus, some of the most powerful mighty figures of the Blood Tribe scurried away with their tails between their legs.

Emperor Yi Deng only came to a realization now. Not only had he failed to exact his revenge, but he had also lost twenty million spirit stones! He flared up again with this in mind.

“Hi-yah!”

He launched an enraged palm to the ground.

Boom!

The power of death surged for over fifty kilometers, and the earth fractured open as countless living beings perished.

At the border of the Dark Marshlands.

An Lin looked up at the Celestial Thearch with reverence practically glowing from his eyes.

This was the second time that the Celestial Thearch had descended like a god to save him from a dire situation.

He had so much he wanted to say to him, but he condensed it to one sentence in the end.

“Thank you, Flex King!”

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