Chapter 472 The Demon Clan's Clever Plan Secures the World

Seeing that Di Jun had agreed to this matter, Xu Fang stopped exchanging pleasantries with the Daoist friends who had come to assist, and smiled.

"Wouldn't it have been better to do this earlier, instead of wasting time, hehe!"

Xu Fang had already used his magic artifact to locate and confirm the arrival of these allied forces, which was why he was so emboldened and took the opportunity to extort them.

As expected, under such pressure, the demon race ultimately had to abide by Xu Fang's rules.

"Alright, my demands are not high. Just casually bring out a hundred or so treasures to show your sincerity!"

Xu Fang waved his hand. He certainly wouldn't be robbing the demon race one by one this time, as he had done in the past.

It would be good enough to obtain a hundred or so treasures; their quality was not important, as they were all for the beings under his command in Penglai.

Their cultivation realms were still very low, and they couldn't activate high-grade magic artifacts, which would be unusable.

Therefore, Xu Fang's demands were not high.

However, when these words fell into the ears of Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi, before Di Jun could speak, Donghuang Taiyi couldn't help but complain.

"A hundred or so items? Xu Fang, how can you say that? Why don't you just rob them directly?"

"Heh heh! Daoist Taiyi, you jest. This is much better than robbing!"

Xu Fang chuckled and replied.

Donghuang Taiyi was speechless. This fellow was truly shameless, actually admitting it so readily?

The great beings watching were all dumbfounded.

To be honest, even if they were all ordinary grade, a hundred or so treasures would be a considerable gain, and it was indeed better than robbing!

However, would the demon race agree to such a demand?

"Enough! Taiyi, stop talking."

Di Jun spoke, silencing Donghuang Taiyi, and looked at Xu Fang, sighing deeply.

"Daoist Xu Fang, please wait a moment. The treasures will be presented shortly."

A hundred or so treasures, for the demon race with its deep foundations, represented a considerable loss.

But what else could they do? Would they really turn hostile again and battle Xu Fang, who now had the support of an allied army?

Forget it, let's just pay to avoid disaster and get rid of this Xu Fang quickly!

"Wait! There's one more thing!"

Xu Fang called out. Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi's expressions froze, and the other beings couldn't help but laugh and cry.

Are you done yet? Are you really going to bully the demon race to their doorstep?

"Did you forget someone?"

Xu Fang smiled. With a thought, a group of magic artifacts flew up, and within them, a figure appeared – it was An Kunpeng.

He was currently bruised and swollen, appearing before everyone, wishing he could find a hole to crawl into.

"On my way here, I happened to run into your Demon Master, who was severely injured and on the verge of death. I had to expend great effort to save him."

"Forget it, forget it. This fellow isn't worth much anyway. Just compensate me with a few dozen treasures as a consultation fee!"

As soon as Xu Fang said this, Donghuang Taiyi's veins bulged.

"Xu Fang, you are going too far in bullying the demons!"

Everyone present, including the great beings not here, knew that Kunpeng was suppressed and detained by you in the Western lands.

The injuries on his body were undoubtedly the result of your abuse and torture.

Now, with a flick of your tongue, you beautify yourself as a savior who saves lives, do you really think our demon race is so easily bullied!

"What? You don't believe me, or do you think, like me, that this Kunpeng is worthless?"

Xu Fang looked at Donghuang Taiyi and said.

"Alas, poor Daoist Kunpeng, who served the demon race diligently, only to end up in such a state, alas!"

Xu Fang sighed, and anyone who didn't know would genuinely think he was lamenting for Kunpeng.

"This Kunpeng is truly..."

"Enough! Taiyi, stop talking! Daoist Xu Fang, we will pay you the consultation fee. Please wait!"

Donghuang Taiyi was about to speak when Di Jun silenced him.

The demon race, having been disrupted so severely by Xu Fang, had already suffered heavy losses and their morale was in disarray.

If they were to ignore Kunpeng further, it would only chill the hearts of the demon race, and if their morale was disrupted, it would be even harder to lead the troops!

However, being repeatedly provoked by Xu Fang had given Di Jun a psychological shadow. For the sake of caution, he inquired.

"Daoist Xu Fang, state any other demands you have all at once!"

Di Jun was truly afraid that Xu Fang would say "wait" again; he simply couldn't take it anymore.

"No more, that's all. Hurry up, don't delay our gathering of Daoist friends."

Xu Fang waved his hand, genuinely having no further demands.

Although the demon race feared him and the army he brought with his Daoist friends, if they were pushed too far, it would backfire.

After all, even a cornered dog will jump over the wall. It's best to know when to stop.

Finally, Di Jun ordered the demon race to take over a hundred treasures from the demon race's treasury and hand them over to Xu Fang.

Xu Fang happily accepted them and casually threw Kunpeng over, but no one among the demon race caught him. Kunpeng fell face-first at the South Heaven Gate.

"Sorry, my hand slipped. Daoist Kunpeng, you don't mind, do you?"

"I don't mind, I don't mind!"

Kunpeng repeatedly responded, struggling to get up. How could he dare to say anything?

However, looking at the indifferent gazes of the surrounding demons, Kunpeng harbored immense hatred in his heart.

He had gone out of his way for the demon race this time, only to end up in such a predicament.

And what about Donghuang Taiyi? Was he about to say that he was worthless just now?

At this moment, Kunpeng's hatred surged, and the seeds of rebellion ripened even further.

However, at this moment, the demon race's attention was all on Xu Fang, and they had no time to spare for this disgraced Demon Master.

"Alright, Daoist Xu Fang, are you satisfied? Can you leave now?"

Di Jun spoke these words almost through gritted teeth. Donghuang Taiyi didn't want to speak; he just wanted to curse.

"Satisfied? Not exactly, but it's acceptable."

Xu Fang casually replied and immediately cupped his hands in a salute to Nuwa.

"Daoist Nuwa, farewell."

Nuwa nodded. Xu Fang said no more and, with his entourage, swaggered through the demon race's heavenly court and departed with a flourish.

As for the Golden-Winged Great Peng Eagle and his three little followers on the Treasure Distribution Rock, they felt it wasn't exciting enough and spoke one after another.

"The demon race's ingenious plan to govern the world has resulted in losing their Demon Master and depleting their troops!"

"The orthodox line of the Primordial Era, the demon race? Heh, nothing more than that!"

"Hahaha! When will we come to the demon race again? What a fruitful trip!"

The demons listened to these taunting words, their heads hung low, with no desire to retort.

What else could they say? The vast demon race couldn't even deal with a mere Xu Fang. He could come and go as he pleased, and even extort them on his way out.

Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi watched Xu Fang and his group depart, their eyes filled with hatred, but in the end, they could only watch Xu Fang leave.

They were filled with regret. If only they had known this would happen, why had they acted so rashly? What was the point of killing Dong Wang Gong and obtaining the name of the orthodox line of the Primordial Era? The demon race had suffered a great loss this time!