Allying with the Extremely Evil King of Hell was no different from seeking a tiger's skin. There was no trustworthiness to speak of. Fan Lang understood this perfectly, but he did not care.
Purely mutual interests were enough to ensure that the alliance held.
The Extremely Evil King of Hell narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Fine, we'll do as you say. As long as Ghost Qianchou is killed, you'll give me another two Yellow Springs Karma Fruits. Once we succeed, everything Ghost Qianchou owns will be mine. You are not allowed to take a share; you can only leave empty-handed. Let me make this clear first: if you go back on your word, I will never let you off. If you anger me, not even the Aurora God Emperor will be able to protect you!"
"Just what I wanted." Fan Lang readily agreed.
Next, the two began discussing how to deal with Ghost Qianchou. Fan Lang provided a plan: the Extremely Evil King of Hell would first set up a barrier to cut off Ghost Qianchou's escape routes. Then, they would agree on a time and simultaneously dispatch their forces to assault Ghost Qianchou's Military Fortress. Fan Lang would break the barrier during the battle, and the Extremely Evil King of Hell would seize the chance to launch a massive offensive and wipe out Ghost Qianchou in one stroke.
The plan itself was simple, without any elaborate schemes. The difficult part was breaking through Ghost Qianchou's defenses. As long as that was accomplished, the rest would be easy.
Fan Lang took his leave, turning into a streak of light and flying away from the Central Army Tent.
Only the Extremely Evil King of Hell remained in the room. He was still soaking in the blood pool.