This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

Chapter 716: Chapter 33: In the Netherworld with My Heart in Xia_2

He knew this would cause him to lose all his dignity, yet understood that the Human Race would probably not kill him directly, as he was worth his weight in gold alive, but merely a corpse when dead.

Still, he shamelessly spoke out on his own initiative.

Because he didn’t dare take the risk. Without his life, he truly would have nothing left.

He had been deeply adored by his father and had a promising future ahead. If he were to die in his very first battle, how could he be willing to accept that?

The triangular-eyed Demonic Cultivator’s eyelid involuntarily twitched with a hint of subtle dissatisfaction and unwillingness towards Qing Ge’s cowardice and commanding tone.

But under the public’s eye, he dared not take any excessive actions and, out of necessity, could only emit a long howl.

Woo woo!

The loud and distorted sound of wooing suddenly echoed between Heaven and Earth.

It seemed to contain some special meaning. Its emergence caused the surging Demon Race army, akin to a tide, to halt in its tracks.

The Falling Goose Pass, beset by war and pervasive Techniques, thus returned to calm.

The cultivators defending in the sky were each thrilled to the core, some even unable to resist howling up at the sky.

Even in the center of the great pit, the few Integrating cultivators struggling to maintain their posture without falling showed unmistaken excitement.

Upon seeing this, the Marquis of An Hai also let out a deep breath.

Creak creak!

The sound of gnashing teeth suddenly erupted.

Lu Qingshan’s eyelids slightly drooped. Looking down, he saw that it was Qing Ge, the Demon General held by the neck by the Marquis of An Hai, who was staring deadly at him with venomous eyes.

Lu Qingshan seemed unbothered, even smiled at Qing Ge, and right in front of him, shook the severed arm before leisurely storing it into his Storage Ring.

This act nearly drove the Demon General to grind his own teeth to bits.

“Name your terms,” the voice of the triangular-eyed Demonic Cultivator was hoarse and grating, “What do we need to do for you to release the Demon General?”

“It’s simple,” the Marquis of An Hai said calmly, “your Demon Race army retreats, and three days later, I will release him.”

“That won’t do,” the triangular-eyed Demonic Cultivator shook his head, “How do we ensure that you will truly release our Demon General after three days without it being merely a ploy to deceive us into retreating?”

“I can’t trust you, Human Race!”

“Retreating is possible, but you must release the Demon General immediately,” the triangular-eyed Demonic Cultivator said sternly, “An exchange of a hand for a retreat.”

The Marquis of An Hai merely looked at the triangular-eyed Demonic Cultivator with a mocking gaze, scoffing, “An exchange of a hand for retreat? Do you think I’m a fool? If I release him as you say, couldn’t you simply return at once?”

“What’s the point of such a retreat?”

“Three days, it must be after three days that I will release him,” the Marquis of An Hai declared firmly.

“That won’t work….”

The triangular-eyed Demonic Cultivator was just about to object when another scream resonated.

At that moment, Qing Ge’s left arm had already fallen off in response.

The Marquis of An Hai once again made a move, severing the other arm of the Demon General.

Seeing this, the triangular-eyed Demonic Cultivator’s eyes contracted, and a unabashed ferocity flashed across, like a wild beast.

“If you can’t assure us that you will definitely release the Demon General afterwards,” he gritted his teeth, his expression fierce, speaking each word deliberately, “no matter how much you threaten us, we will not agree.”

“Go ahead and truly kill the Demon General,” the triangular-eyed Demonic Cultivator said menacingly, “If you dare go that far, yes, we will surely face severe punishment, but before that happens, we will also drag all the cultivators of Falling Goose Pass down with us!”

He wasn’t foolish. In negotiations, even if at a disadvantage, one can’t just capitulate; otherwise, one ends up completely devoured.

Thus, at the baseline, the triangular-eyed Demonic Cultivator didn’t concede at all and even started to counter-threaten the Marquis of An Hai.

Facing the triangular-eyed Demonic Cultivator’s threatening words, the Marquis of An Hai remained expressionless, yet he had already discerned the bottom line of the Demon Race.

He also didn’t dare to push too hard, since his ultimate goal was only to preserve Falling Goose Pass, not to preside over how Qing Ge was handled.

After all, a Sixth Grade War Demon, who is also a fool, how valuable could he be? Killing him wouldn’t be much of a gain.

After thinking it over, the Marquis of An Hai spoke again, “Then, how about this: your entire Demon Race army withdraws, I will take him with you, and three days later, I will release him.”

“With me accompanying him along with you, you surely won’t remain anxious.”

As soon as the Marquis of An Hai finished speaking, Tang Ze, who had been silent until then, couldn’t hold back anymore, “General, that won’t do, aren’t you then…”

The proposal of the Marquis of An Hai indeed secured enough time for Falling Goose Pass to call for reinforcements, preventing a resurgence of the Demon Race.

The issue was, following his own words, he would then be facing the Demon Race army alone.

It was an almost certainly deadly risk.

“Agreed,” the triangular-eyed Demonic Cultivator had already accepted without hesitation, “I agree.”

“General…” Tang Ze said reluctantly.

“No more words, my mind is made up,” the Marquis of An Hai declared firmly, “Tang Ze!”

“Present!” Tang Ze responded instinctively.

“I command you, in my absence, guard Falling Goose Pass well!” the Marquis of An Hai commanded sternly.

“…Understood!” Tang Ze said through gritted teeth.

“So be it.” The Marquis of An Hai smiled and, with a thought, a pushing force emerged from thin air, moving Lu Qingshan beside Tang Ze.