Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion

1172 Contract Talismans, Chen Zhulong’s Alliance (5)

“Actually, the biggest threat to the demons in the Bitter Immortal Realm has never been the Iron Armor War Sect, which has the most borders with them, or the Heavenly Radiance Sect, which has the bloodline of the demons.”

Han Muye’s gaze turned towards Chen Zhulong. “And it’s definitely not the sword cultivators.

“These great demon kings constantly fighting each other are the true reason why the demon clans are unable to live in peace.

“The true enemies of the Bitter Immortal Realm are them, right?”

Golden flames flickered behind Han Muye, and a faint dark halo of fire surrounded him.

This firebird seemed to understand Han Muye’s words, yet it also seemed to understand nothing at all.

Chen Zhulong’s eyes shimmered with divine light as he looked at Golden Flame, then back to Han Muye.

“Yunlan Sword Immortal, shouldn’t the real enemies in the Bitter Immortal Realm be those great demon kings?”

“These Demon Kings are constantly fighting. This is the true reason why the demon clans are unable to live in peace.”

The turmoil in the Bitter Immortal Realm this time was caused by the competition between two great demon kings, igniting conflicts from all sides.

Han Muye shook his head. “That’s just the nature of the Yao tribes. It’s a survival strategy based on the principle of ‘survival of the fittest’.”

“What we can do is try to keep as many living beings alive as possible.”

Han Muye’s words once again brought silence to the hall.

Whether it was Qin Zhaoyuan or Chen Zhulong, all three of them possessed the power of the demon bloodline.

They were close to the demons.

However, their power was fundamentally insufficient to change the dire situation of the demon clans in the Bitter Immortal Realm.

In fact, even the Zhulong Trading Company and Yunlan City relied on this business to make a fortune.

“Can you guarantee that this talisman won’t become a source of calamity for the demon clans?” Chen Zhulong looked at the golden talisman again and asked in a low voice.

He was intrigued.

If there could be a talisman to bind an agreement between humans and demons, the casualties among the demons would be greatly reduced.

Just as Han Muye had said, the ones who really hurt the demons and demon beasts were the people from the Daoist sect and the Blood Battle Sect.

If living demons were more useful than dead ones, then those demons would have a higher chance of survival.

“This talisman is a transformation of soul imprints and requires the agreement of both parties to the contract.

“Although this talisman is led by one party, the blending of the strengths and souls of both parties is long-lasting. If one party falls, the other will also be damaged.”

Han Muye raised his hand and tapped the talisman, deciphering the runes within it.

The fusion of soul and physical bloodline power, activating the combination of demon tribe strength and human strength.

The role of the demon clans was no longer just materials for alchemy and crafting, but true partners, covenant-bound beings who could trust each other with life and death.

The talismans were actually not that complicated.

Han Muye had drawn inspiration from numerous talismans in the mortal world, combined with his understanding of bloodline and soul power, to create this contract talisman.

During the research of this talisman, he had been reminded of the massive collective soul connection imprints of the Fragment Gold Ants.

“Buzz!”

A rune appeared in front of Chen Zhulong.

He raised his hand to press the talisman he had drawn and closed his eyes slightly.

The power emanating from the talisman surged, not different from what Han Muye had described.

Perhaps, by sending out this talisman, it could offer a glimmer of hope for the surviving demon clans in the Fuyu Immortal Realm, providing them with more opportunities to live?

“Alright, I agree.” Chen Zhulong’s body surged with power that far exceeded the Heaven Immortal Realm.

It was only at this moment that he revealed his true strength.

This wasn’t a display of arrogance or a threat, but an honest meeting.

Beside him, Qin Zhaoyuan’s eyes flickered as he lowered his head slightly.

Chen Zhulong, the owner of the Chen Zhulong Trading Company, had cultivation strength that surpassed his perception.

A Golden Immortal expert.

The pinnacle of cultivation in the Immortal Realm, yet he mingled with young cultivators in the Wasteland.

“As long as Yunlan City continues to provide protection to the demon race, I, Chen Zhulong, will become an ally of the Zhulong Trading Company.” Chen Zhulong was silent for a moment before saying in a deep voice, “The Heavenly Radiance Sect and the Soaring Dragon Territory of the Bitter Immortal Realm will become your allies.”

Chen Zhulong’s words made Qin Zhaoyuan, who knew more about the Bitter Immortal Realm and other forces, widen his eyes.

The Zhulong Trading Company was one thing, but the Heavenly Radiance Sect was a major sect that monopolized an area in the Fuyu Immortal Realm. The Soaring Dragon Territory was a power that could compete with immortal demon kings in the intermediate realm of the Bitter Immortal Realm.

Chen Zhulong could represent so many forces to form an alliance with Yunlan City!

Looking at Chen Zhulong, Qin Zhaoyuan felt a chill in his heart.

The Thunder Bandits had roamed the Bitter Immortal Realm for countless years, but they did not know about the complicated connections behind the Zhulong Trading Company.

It seemed that there were more secrets in the Bitter Immortal Realm that they did not know.

The Thunder Bandits had suffered an unjust defeat.

“As a sword cultivator, my words are spoken without regret,” Han Muye’s face remained calm as he spoke loudly.

His words were as sharp as a sword, spoken with no regrets.

Chen Zhulong smiled.

“Sixth Master Qin, you can go to the Bitter Immortal Realm, and you can go along with the Chen Zhulong Trading Company,” Han Muye looked at Qin Zhaoyuan and said.

Qin Zhaoyuan gave Chen Zhulong a respectful bow.

Chen Zhulong looked at him and said, “This matter isn’t difficult.”

With the matter settled, the two of them walked out of the hall. As they saw the doors of the hall close behind them, Chen Zhulong spoke, “Are you thinking of rescuing the other Thunder Bandits members?”

Qin Zhaoyuan nodded and said, “We’re brothers, we can’t abandon each other.”

Chen Zhulong didn’t say anything more. After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and asked, “Is the City Lord going too?”

Qin Zhaoyuan did not answer.

But there was no need for an answer.

“Yunlan Sword Immortal, truly an extraordinary person,” Chen Zhulong murmured to himself. He then stepped out of the City Lord’s Mansion.

Qin Zhaoyuan turned to look at the hall and then walked out as well.

“Kid, are you trying to leave this old man behind?” In the distance, on top of a tavern, Li Yungang sneered, placed a large wine gourd on the table, and swung it onto the table.

“Fill this gourd for me, I’m heading out for a while.”

Upon hearing his words, the innkeeper who caught the gourd could hardly keep up with a wry smile and said, “Elder, if you fill this gourd to the brim, even all the wine in the city wouldn’t be enough…”

…

Outside Dongyuan City, in front of Dongyuan Mountain, Han Muye stood in front of a thatched pavilion, clad in a green robe and carrying twin swords.

Zhao Pingyu, dressed in an eight trigrams Dao robe, smiled.

“Yunlan Sword Immortal really believes in people.”

Han Muye clasped his hands and nodded. “Senior Thousand Arrays, shall we set off?”

Hearing his words, Zhao Pingyu shook his head and whispered, “No rush, let me move Dongyuan Mountain first.”