Fewer Pills Refined
"If you came today, it would be to spout this nonsense."
"Then get out!" The Eight-Foot Madam's eyes Sha Qi with murderous intent.
He was also High-Rank Demon Cultivator in the Condensing Origin Stage, over two hundred years old, and had the advantage of age; his cultivation was not much weaker than Howling Moon's.
Howling Moon shrugged. "I'm advising you to think this through carefully."
"If there's no room for maneuver then, I won't be able to help you."
"I will definitely take the position of Young Wolf Lord in June."
"I don't mind giving you a little insider information: as long as I seize the position of Young Wolf Lord, my Imperial Father will directly pass the Wolf Emperor title to me."
Upon hearing this, Eight-Foot Madam tried her best to appear calm, but even Su Bai, who was standing to the side, could see her chest heaving slightly. Clearly, the news had not affected her as calmly as she appeared.
If the Old Wolf Emperor truly harbors such thoughts, then Eight-Foot Madam's current arrangement is no different from that of a clown.
"Don't believe me? In the history of my Moon Wolf Tribe, there are plenty of examples of Wolf Emperor abdicating early," Howling Moon added.
The Eight-Foot Madam leaned back slightly, clearly her psychological defenses were crumbling.
Seeing that her goal had been achieved, Howling Moon straightened up and cast a warning glance at Su Bai.
Su Bai lowered his head and looked docile.
That's all I have to say. I'll be waiting for you to come find me.
Howling Moon turned and left, quickly disappearing into the hall.
"Mother, what's wrong?" Yinyue tugged at Eight-Foot Madam's arm, clearly sensing her mother's unease.
"It's alright. Go back to your courtyard and continue taking the Spirit Pills and comprehending your Bloodline. Don't be lazy," said Eight-Foot Madam.
"Alright!" Although Yinyue was young, he could understand some things, such as the better he cultivated, the happier his mother would be.
A maidservant of the Eight-Foot Madam led her away from the small hall.
For a moment, only Su Bai and Eight-Foot Madam remained at the long table.
The Eight-Foot Madam sighed, "Now, I dare not make any more boastful claims."
"It's nothing more than a gamble—whether he can become the Young Wolf Lord."
"If he becomes the Young Wolf Lord and inherits the Wolf Emperor's throne, then all of Yinyue's paths will be blocked."
"If he doesn't become the Young Wolf Lord and thus cannot inherit the Wolf Emperor's throne, then there is still a chance."
"Alchemist Lu Jiu, are you willing to take a gamble with me?"
Su Bai shrugged. "What benefit would I gain from being dragged into the internal strife of your High Antiquity Demon Race race for no reason?"
The Eight-Foot Madam slowly rose and stood in front of Su Bai.
Su Bai looked up slightly and almost couldn't see his face.
The Eight-Foot Madam squatted down, bringing her face close to Su Bai's, "Your benefit is me, and the title of the future Moon Wolf Tribe Wolf Emperor's Human Race adoptive father."
The candlelight in the hall flickered on the silver candlesticks, the soft light like shattered glass scattered among the Eight-Foot Madam's flowing Silver Hair.
Her bent-over posture resembled a mother wolf preparing to hunt on Snowfield, her silver hair hanging down like a cage, trapping Su Bai in a misty atmosphere interwoven with wildness and disparity.
"Let's draw up a Demon Race pact, Lu Jiu. The terms are: never harm the other." Her voice trailed off with a peculiar tone, and as her sharp teeth grazed Su Bai's ear, a bead of blood was plucked from his ear.
The gilded wine goblet on the edge of the long table suddenly trembled and fell, the amber wine meandering on the animal rug into a moon wolf totem.
The fur sewn from Icefield pelts was being pressed into swirling Whirlpool by some invisible weight.
Su Bai heard the crisp sound of the jade buckle on his belt shattering.
"Okay." Su Bai, who was pinned down, rolled over and got on top of him.
Although their physical forms differ considerably, Foundation Establishment Cultivator who have condensed spiritual bones are not weak in strength.
The flame on the bronze candlestick began to flicker violently, casting overlapping animal shadows on the wall.
The wolf-tooth necklace around Eight-Foot Madam's neck made a soft, clinking sound with her movements, like the chanting of bone bells from an ancient ritual.
Hong Gu carefully closed the door outside the hall and stood guard at the entrance, not allowing anyone to approach even slightly.
Several hours later, Su Bai returned to the Alchemy Institute.
My chest feels a little itchy.
Su Bai pulled open the top of his Daoist Robe, revealing a crescent-shaped tear caused by sharp teeth.
I couldn't help but marvel at it.
The former Third Prince of the Yan Kingdom, known for his Wind Currents, had never experienced anything like what he was feeling today.
As expected of the Moon Wolf Tribe Matriarch, she was chosen by the Wolf Emperor.
"Regardless, this information has been very fruitful."
"Having signed a contract with the Demon Race, and now joining forces with Eight-Foot Madam, killing Howling Moon will be even easier."
"However, Eight-Foot Madam also had some ulterior motives, but fortunately I noticed them."
June is still a long way off.
"I've skipped refining one batch of Golden Marrow Pill recently. I'll start working on it once I've completely finished [Thousand Lightning Sword Prison]."
Somewhere in the Moon Wolf Tribe Hall.
The Eight-Foot Madam's face was slightly flushed, her eyes showing both joy and slight anger, a unique charm in her half-anger and half-joy.
"This Lu Jiu actually extinguished all life."
"Does this mean they don't want to have children with me?"
It is very difficult for Demon Race Demon Race produce offspring.
However, it's different when a high-level Demon Race and a high-level Human Race Cultivator unite; it's relatively easier to give birth to a half-demon.
The Eight-Foot Madam began to reproduce as soon as she returned to the house.
Then, they would artificially breed half-demon offspring regularly, creating a group of loyal half-demon brothers for Yinyue to use as future resources.
Among half-demons, there are many geniuses with extremely strong Combat Power, but they have no right to inherit the throne. They are the vassals that high-ranking Demon Race like to set up.
Unexpectedly, just as Eight-Foot Madam began her operation, she discovered that Su Bai had completely wiped them out.
However, Su Bai's actions did not violate the Demon Race's contract of 'not harming the other party,' leaving Eight-Foot Madam helpless.
Furthermore, for Human Race Cultivator, having offspring is a major event.
Eight-Foot Madam hadn't informed him beforehand, so it was already a miracle that Su Bai wasn't angry; there was no way she would confront Su Bai face-to-face.
"I've underestimated Alchemist Lu Jiu."
"It seems we'll have to use even more methods next time."
Why do I always feel that Alchemist Lu Jiu possesses a sharpness that sets him apart from other Alchemist?
After close contact, Eight-Foot Madam also subtly sensed something different about Su Bai.
Despite Su Bai's best efforts to conceal the existence of the Sword Phantasm Sword Phantasm, it was still within Su Bai body.
Unconsciously, the influence of the Sword Phantasm will cause the Sword Cultivator's aura to be revealed.
Once Eight-Foot Madam noticed, it naturally aroused suspicion.
However, since the two have already signed Demon Race contract, Su Bai is the closest person to Eight-Foot Madam, apart from Yinyue, so it's not a big deal for her to have doubts.
From that day on, Eight-Foot Madam frequently sought out Su Bai for secret meetings.
The Eight-Foot Madam was not only outstanding in her own right, but also a wolf cultivator at the Condensing Origin Stage. The pleasure she brought was naturally hard for Su Bai to give up, and he would occasionally skip refining a batch of Golden Marrow Pill.
By the time Consciousness that this situation was not beneficial to his cultivation and that the progress of the Golden Marrow Pill was coming to a standstill, a month had passed, and it was now February.
Su Bai decisively declined Eight-Foot Madam's invitation.
During this time, Eight-Foot Madam discovered that Su Bai was being overly cautious, inactivating almost all living things.
Finally, as their relationship grew closer, he couldn't resist asking Su Bai directly for it.
As a result, Su Bai flatly refused.
Su Bai will absolutely not leave any descendants until he is certain that he can become an immortal or that he cannot.
Whether a half-demon or Pure-Blooded Human Race makes no difference to Su Bai; offspring are offspring, and he must take responsibility for them after they are born.