The thick blood stench in the air had scattered. The Posthumous People had cleared most of the battlefield.
It was weird that Saint Light Hall and the Posthumous People were in the sa region. Although there were still distinct areas, they weren’t as tense as before.
This was the fifth day of the negotiations.
Ye Zhongming sat beside a table and ate sothing that Miya brought him. This was a specialty dish from the Secret Realm- a thick soup made from herbs and demon monster at along with a bowl of life rice. This was a decent al in the Imperial City, where everything was still chaotic.
The life rice nurturing made so progress. Although they couldn’t produce the food on a large scale without Ye Zhongming’s help, they could allow the core mbers to have a bowl every day.
Daning really solved the problem of planting this dish, which could strengthen the skills of the people who ate it.
The curtain was drawn, and Xia Lei walked in. He glanced at Miya’s body and even winked.
Miya greeted her, and her face flushed red.
Xia Lei was just a hooligan that even Miya couldn’t take it.
Xia Lei snatched a piece of at, which caused Ye Zhongming to roll his eyes and pass his chopsticks to her.
“You have your own food; why are you fighting
for it?” He rubbed her hair as a form of revenge.
She didn’t feel embarrassed at all and started to eat. Miya smiled and added rice for her.
Everyone knew Xia Lei was best to talk to when she wasn’t angry. Of course, she was the toughest to deal with when she was angry.
“Did sothing happen?” Ye Zhongming drank so tea. In his last life, a hot al or a cup of tea was really luxurious. But in this life, he didn’t need to say anything, and people would serve them to him. The gap made him emotional.
Xia Lei chewed while looking at her guy and speaking, “Your tricks have been seen through. The person is asking you to head out to take a walk.”
Her chewing slowed down, and he moved mysteriously before him, “If you can get those Saint Light Hall warriors to Cloud Peak, I don’t mind having one more sister!”
Ye Zhongming’s hand stopped in mid-air.
“You don’t mind, but Miya minds!” Ye Zhongming stared at Xia Lei and prepared to et the Saintess. He knew that it was ti for him to appear.
“I don’t mind.”
Miya’s words entered his ears and made him stumble.
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So unknown wind blew in the Secret Realm, bringing a fresh, earthy sll. But no one would hate it as this represented new life.
Sotis, the creator was so magical. In a space that would collapse at any mont, lifeforms were using their own thod to survive stubbornly.
Saintess and Ye Zhongming walked on the plains. There were no guards nearby.
“Are you not afraid that I will attack you?” Ye Zhongming looked at the Saintess’s near-perfect face and asked.
“That is also what I wanted to say to you.”
She replied confidently, and her gaze was firm, too. If not for both sides being enemies, people who didn’t know would think they were about to kiss.
“This isn’t ti to be stubborn.”
Ye Zhongming was familiar with this aura competition before negotiations. Moreover, he wasn’t anxious. The longer this dragged on, the better it was for him.
Moreover, Ye Zhongming didn’t think his words were just a negotiation technique. He was confident that he could kill the Saintess.
Although he didn’t kill the Saint Father directly, fighting a level nine expert gave him a lot of experience and thoughts. He even absorbed the Saint Father’s energy, and he had a connection with the entire space.
Based on what the three-legged person said, he touched the edge of so laws.
The Saintess kept silent and looked into the distance. She seed lost.
She didn’t have a good ti the past few days, especially after she killed the Saint Father.
Even if she knew that it was needed, when she did it and pulled her glory staff from his body, the pressure made it hard for her to breathe.
If not for the two heads standing on her side, she might not have been able to stabilise the situation. Even now, many people internally objected to her.
This internal instability made her forget a fact-- The Posthumous People and Cloud Peak alliance army were getting stronger!
When she realised this problem, she found Ye Zhongming. She knew that she couldn’t continue delaying. If not, it might beco a problem that her entire race would be wiped out.
She didn’t think Cloud Peak and the Posthumous People would negotiate with them when they could crush them.
Ye Zhongming felt the sa way.
When Xia Bai, Red Hair, and the kings recovered, Cloud Peak’s attitude would be different.
Saintess knew she was at a disadvantage and adjusted her mood, “We can discuss your conditions…”
“No discussion.”
Ye Zhongming interrupted her words, “The conditions are like that and won’t be changed. I am referring to the conditions we gave on the first day.”
Saintess was furious, but she suppressed her rage, “Don’t be unreasonable.”
“We have a phrase on Earth that says the situation is more important than strength.” Ye Zhongming replied calmly.
He took two steps forward and turned, “Not only that, we want to increase the price.e Apart from those conditions, I want 20 battle techniques, five of which must be what we ask for. Also…”
Saintess’s expression had changed when she heard that he wanted to raise the price. When she heard the words “and”, she had an urge to bite him.
But when she heard those words, she really wanted to bite this greedy fellow to death.
Ye Zhongming said that he wanted Wind and Lightning!
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