Honghuang: Oh no, the Witch Clan Chief has lost his mind!

Chapter 204 Picking up bargains? I can do that too!



Chapter 204 Picking up bargains? I can do that too!

"Creating the Asura race...Achieving sainthood...!"

After wandering around for a long time, the Kunpeng finally stopped.

His eyes were fixed on the moment when Styx changed into the saint's crown.

My back molars are almost crushed!

He said angrily:

"He, Styx, only knows how to soak in a sea of ​​blood."

What gives him the right to be a murderous brat who's so terrified of the witch clan that he doesn't even dare to leave his house?!

On a whim, he created the Asura race from the garbage of the Blood Sea.

Then it was personally taken back by the Great Dao.

The underworld even ridiculously gave him a saint's title?!

Are you really getting this kind of treatment for doing garbage recycling these days?!

Isn't this something anyone can do with their hands?!

He was not convinced! Absolutely not convinced!

In terms of background,

He is the Kunpeng of the Northern Sea, roaming freely across the heavens and earth.

It is infinitely more noble than the blood and filth of the Styx River!

On wisdom,

He was the teacher of the demon race, though he was coerced.

However, he did offer advice to the Heavenly Emperor Di Jun on how to command all demons.

How could he be compared to a brute like Styx?

In terms of strength,

Although he did not attain sainthood, he has at least severed his two corpses and now holds the foundation of the Northern Underworld.

He still has some loyal former demon clan members under his command.

It is no weaker than the Styx, which was left with no troops!

As for merits... well, let's leave that aside for now.

"etc!"

A glint of light suddenly flashed in Kunpeng's eyes.

He slapped his thigh suddenly.

"Honors? I have them! I almost forgot!"

He recalled that unpleasant but real "relationship".

Back then, when the ancestral witches came to his Northern Darkness, they brazenly imprisoned themselves to retrieve their treasures.

Completely disregarding his own dignity,

They even obtained evidence of their plot against the demon race!

But the Ancestral Witch also offered compensation.

He had given himself the immense credit of creating a script for the demon race!

It was through his merit in creating demon script for the demon race that he was able to gain a foothold among them!

Even after the Heavenly Saints stormed the Heavenly Court and secretly slipped away,

He was also able to gather some of the remaining demon race and return to Beiming to become its local tyrant.

I'm living a pretty comfortable life now!

Although it doesn't quite make sense

But Kunpeng seized some of the rights from the demon race.

This indirectly weakened the strength of the witch clan's enemies.

Isn't this a merit?!

Although it wasn't a timely help,

But if Kunpeng were to take himself and his former demon subordinates to the underworld as well...

Being high or low in status is a pretty good way to pledge allegiance, isn't it?

As these somewhat absurd thoughts began to pop into his mind...

He suddenly realized something:

"The Witch Clan... Heavenly Revelation... Merit..."

The more Kunpeng thought about it, the brighter the light in his eyes became.

"Did they set this up all along?!"

Even the Asuras created by the Styx River might have some of their influence!

Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence?

Does this perfectly align with the Asura realm?

It just happened to be swept away by the main road?

"Is there a saintly position waiting for Styx in the underworld?"

When all the coincidences are mixed together, they are no longer coincidences, but a conspiracy!

The more he thought about it, the more convinced he became that it was true!

Suddenly, I felt that those guys in the underworld were too cunning!

So calculating!

"I possess some merit from the demon race's creation of characters, though not much."

But it is also a legitimate and righteous act of merit!

Moreover, I, the Lord, and the Underworld... and the Apocalypse,

We have collaborated before.

There's a tiny bit of lingering affection for the temple.

Although Kunpeng felt the Witch Clan was somewhat cunning, for the sake of the Saint's position,

He started to cheer himself up.

"More importantly, I did not go empty-handed!"

I possess the foundation of the Northern Underworld and former subordinates of the demon race.

He has experience in commanding all demons!

The underworld has now taken in that group of murderous Asuras.

We definitely need people who can manage and coordinate...

Uh, like someone like me!

"Am I the most suitable one?! No problem!"

He could almost see himself wearing the crown and robes of a true sage.

Pointing out the landscape in the netherworld

Even Styx was being very polite to me.

As for the stain of deserting in the face of battle back then, which was despised by many powerful beings in the prehistoric world?

Hi!

It's all about the victors; history is written by the winners!

As long as the underworld is willing to accept you and give you a title, those old grievances are nothing!

"It's decided!"

Kunpeng suddenly stopped.

His face revealed an expression that mixed ambition, calculation, and excitement that said, "I'm sure I won't lose out this time."

"Sign in with the underworld! Even if I can't become a saint like the Styx..."

It should at least be a powerful position like the "Coordinator of the Northern Underworld"!

"After all, even the underworld would take a liking to the Blood Sea, that garbage dump."

There's no reason why my vast empire in Beiming would look down on it!

"I want to get on the bus! I must get on the bus!"

Having made up his mind, he immediately summoned his trusted confidants.

They began secretly preparing a "surrender package"—taking inventory of the treasures in the treasury and compiling a roster of former demon clan members.

Furthermore, he prepared his "stepping stone": merits from the demon race!

"Hmph! Styx, you think you're the only one who can get away with this?"

"I can too!"

Kunpeng looked at his busy subordinates, full of confidence.

They didn't even consider whether the underworld would refuse!

......

Several days later, in the underworld,

Outside the Gates of Hell, the closest point to the Northern Sea.

The ghost guards at the checkpoint are routinely checking the passing souls.

Suddenly, I felt the sky darken in front of me.

It wasn't dark clouds, but a huge shadow that covered half the sky.

The shadows resembled fish and birds, vast and boundless.

It exudes immense pressure and a chilling aura from the Northern Sea.

He could have chosen not to use his original form, but in order to surrender, he made a high-profile entrance.

I just wanted to push myself and leave myself no way out!

It's also to show the underworld our determination!

"The Kunpeng of the Northern Sea has come to pay a visit to the Sage of Peaceful Mind."

Esteemed Ancestral Shamans, I have important matters to discuss with you.

Please pass this message on!

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every ghost messenger.

The news also spread throughout a small part of the underworld.

The ghost messengers looked a bit constipated.

After all, the overwhelming power of the Kunpeng is undeniable!

But the ghost messengers, after all, had the backing of the underworld, so they were still able to keep things in order!

I just had some doubts.

Who is this big shot? Look at that aura!

He has probably already reached the quasi-saint level!

They even specifically requested to see the top leader by name?

The news was quickly reported up the chain of command!

Actually, there's no need to send it.

Pingxin sensed it the moment the Kunpeng's aura entered the Netherworld!

Inside the Temple of Peace,

The Ancestral Witches, who had gathered again after being informed by Pingxin, were somewhat bewildered!

"Kunpeng?" Di Jiang frowned.

"Isn't this old bird hiding in the Northern Sea, guarding the remnants of the demon race and acting as a local tyrant?"

How did you get out?

Zhu Rong also laughed heartily:

"Could it be that his brain was damaged by the cold in the Northern Sea?"

Did you get lost while out sunbathing?

Tianqi, however, was quick to think.

Considering the sensational effect of Styx's ascension to sainthood,

And his understanding of Kunpeng's unscrupulous nature—he wouldn't do anything without a profit.

I guessed about 70-80% of it instantly.

His lips twitched slightly as he looked at Pingxin and said:

"Well, here comes another one who wants to 'apply' for the job."

It is estimated that he saw Styx become a saint of the earth.

I think I'm also talented, and I'm envious!

So they came here to see if we'd accept them or not!


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