Rebirth: Holding on to the golden thigh and showing off

How excited I was when I first stepped into the Demon City, how disappointed I am now.

All the houses are built of stones, with various strange shapes and a primitive flavor.

Every time we passed a place, the demons looked at us as if we were laughing at a joke. Compared with them, we were weaklings who were powerless.

"Hahaha, look at these people, their waists are not even as thick as my thighs."

"The taste of human cultivation is delicious. I can take one in one bite. No, two in one bite."

"Look at those human cultivators. They look like hen demons, with a bunch of chicks following them. It's so funny."

"The little lamb is still looking at us and staring at us, and it's quite tasty."

"Porcupine monster, stop drooling on me, do you want to fight?"

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The demons didn't take us seriously at all. They spoke very loudly and we could hear their discussion even from far away.

Everyone felt very uncomfortable. In the sect, they were all highly respected by their fellow disciples, and when they went out, everyone gave face to the sect.

When have I ever been treated like this!

Some disciples have already clenched their fists, wanting to rush over and give those gossipy monsters a good lesson. They know that trouble comes from the mouth, and since they can't control their mouths, they don't mind trying to control it.

The elders are all experienced people, how could they not know the anger in the disciples' hearts? However, now is not the time to teach the demon clan a lesson, and the compensation must be obtained.

The elders of the Demon Alliance who were leading the way also heard the discussions, but did not say anything to stop them because they thought the same thing in their hearts.

These skinny human cultivators look weak. If they were not concerned about the agreement, they would have been in the stomach long ago. The higher the cultivation level of the human, the more tonic it can be.

The vast majority of the monsters in the demon race do not like human cultivators. They always think that human cultivators are food.

Now you dare to come to the demon city with a swagger, aren't you looking for death? And you even want compensation, it's really hilarious. If you don't pay the compensation, the demon will have his life.

If the elders of the Demon Alliance had not stated in advance that the people who came this time were not allowed to touch or eat anything, this group of cultivators would still be looking around recklessly!

Everyone from the three sects and nine schools could feel the demon clan’s deep malice and indifference.

The reason they came here this time is to give the demon clan a beating, not that the bigger they are, the more powerful they are.

They are indeed a rude, arrogant group of people who have not made any progress for such a long time.

The way the demons looked at me reminded me of the last time the snake demon stared at me, wanting to swallow me alive at any time.

I shrank towards Xuan Qingli in fear, and Honglu also blocked the man-eating gazes of the demons.

Xuan Qingli patted my arm gently. Although it was just a small action, it gave me great comfort.

The elder of the Demon Alliance took us to a three-story stone house and said, "This is the territory of the Demon Alliance. We received the letter you sent us before, but we are busy these days."

Elder Mingyan understood the nature of the demon race and knew that they would not take it seriously. "It's okay. Can we discuss your ransom now?"

"We'll start once our fox elders arrive."

Among all the demon tribes, the fox tribe understands human cultivators the best. They like to go to places where human cultivators are the most. The main force in this negotiation is the fox demons.

"Dear guests, you have come from afar, which really makes our demon capital honored. I am Yue Jing from the fox tribe of the Demon Alliance." Yue Jing's eyebrows were upturned, and there was a hint of fox charm in his captivating eyes. His skin was smooth but masculine.

Yue Jing's transformed appearance is indeed more pleasing to the eye than any of the monsters seen before.

"You bastard, why don't you serve tea to the guests?" Yue Jing kicked the old man in red who had led us.

The black-haired young man kicking the white-haired old man really makes us feel weird.

"Dear guests, I am not beating an elderly person. Niao Shi is five hundred years younger than me." Yue Jing could easily guess what we were thinking from our faces.

Elder Bu Jie of the Medicine Sect became alert when he saw Yue Jing. He thought this monster was extraordinary, so he took out the Qingshen Pill and distributed it to everyone.

The Qingshen Pill can keep the mind clear and prevent it from being seduced by fox demons.

"We have already wasted quite a bit of time. Elder Yuejing, why don't we start discussing the ransom now?" Elder Mingyan just wanted to start the negotiations as soon as possible, fearing that something unexpected might happen.

"Okay, okay." Yue Jing said a few words in Niao Shi's ear, and Niao Shi retreated in a hurry.

We had agreed before in Lingzhou that the entire discussion process this time would be handed over to the disciples, and how to get more ransom would depend on the disciples of each sect.

The ransom will be divided into three parts in the end, one part will be given to the victims of the evil deeds committed by the monsters, one part will be given to the Supervisory Council, and the last part will be given to the disciples who negotiated the ransom.

If the disciple does not want it, he can give his share to the victim.

The first person to discuss the ransom was Xuan Qingli. I was worried for him. Yue Jing didn't look like a pushover either, but I still believed in Xuan Qingli and he would do a good job.

"Elder Yuejing, I am Xuan Qingli, a disciple of the Buddhist sect." Xuan Qingli sat opposite Yuejing calmly, holding a book in his hand that contained a record of the monster's evil deeds.

"So you are a Buddhist disciple. I have heard of your great name for a long time."

"The weasel spirit stole thirty-eight chickens in the small town of Huanghua on the edge of Qinglong Country. The ransom is three low-grade spirit stones, or it can be exchanged for medicinal herbs of equivalent value."

When Qing Si heard that Xuan Qingli was talking about a weasel spirit, he opened the bamboo basket and quickly pulled the weasel spirit out.

The weasel spirit struggled weakly. After these cultivators caught him, they didn't give him any food at all. He had been hungry for many days and wanted to fart to attack these cultivators, but unfortunately, his demonic power was gone and his stomach was empty, so he couldn't fart.

"Buddha's son, how many chickens can you buy with three low-grade spirit stones? The ransom is really too expensive. The demon tribe is only willing to give one low-grade spirit stone." Yue Jing's eyes twitched as he looked at the weasel spirit that was lifted up and turned into a long strip.

"Elder Yue Jing, we have spent a lot of manpower and resources to capture this weasel monster. If the monster tribe can send the thirty-eight chickens back to Huanghua Town, we will not ask for a ransom and will forgive them."

"Two low-grade spirit stones."

"Deal. The next one is a rabbit spirit. It has sucked the blood of eight hunters and injured one soldier. The ransom is 1,200 low-grade spirit stones."

Qing Si threw the weasel spirit into the middle of the table, and then grabbed the rabbit spirit by her ears and lifted her up.

The weasel stopped pretending to be dead and jumped up to escape, soon disappearing from our sight.

"This weasel spirit, even if it is a demon, it doesn't even have chicken for you to eat. You are embarrassing the demon." Bird Ten was very disappointed with his friend.

"Buddha, according to what Yue Jing knows, you ordinary civilians only need two or three low-grade spirit stones to live in a year."

"The hunters have elderly and children to take care of. The only source of income and support for the family has been cut off. If the demons are responsible for the rest of their lives..."

"The demon tribe cannot be responsible for the rest of their lives." Yue Jing was a little overwhelmed. If he was responsible for these civilians, would he be able to lead the demons to the capital the next day?

"What about the 1,200 low-grade spirit stones?"

"We the demon race accept it."

"The next one is..."

Xuan Qingli's words were sharp and well-reasoned. He attacked one monster after another, not giving Yue Jing much time to think, and mainly caught him off guard.

We also felt it was very tense and exciting to watch, and the language debate was like a close combat on the battlefield.

It really makes people excited!