Negotiations!

The atmosphere in the Secret Chamber of the Night Watcher Manor was unusually heavy.

No sooner had they sat down than the voice of the Silver Hair Tycoon Demon Cultivator cultivator rang out coldly. "Speak, Wang Yuan, when are you going to hand over that Little Steward to the three of us?"

Wang Yuan's lips curled slightly into a faint smile as he replied, "Silver Wind, when did I ever say I would hand Ning Yu over to you?"

At this moment, Su Bai, who was leisurely watching a play at home, couldn't help but chuckle when he heard Wang Yuan's reply.

He thought to himself, "This Wang Yuan does have some backbone."

Secret Chamber, upon hearing these words, the Silver Hair Tycoon's face instantly darkened. He roared, "Wang Yuan, what do you mean by this? Who is behind Third Young Master Fox? Don't you really remember?"

Wang Yuan remained calm and replied without changing his expression, "Silver Wind, I am naturally aware of the Nine-tailed Empress's formidable reputation."

Seeing this, the Silver Hair Tycoon softened his tone slightly, but still said with a hint of threat, "If you don't hand that kid over to us, the wrath of that person is something neither of us can afford!"

Wang Yuan sighed helplessly, spread his hands, and said, "Silver Wind, as you know, Ning Yu killed Hu San today simply to fulfill his duty."

He paused, then continued, "If I hand him over today, how am I supposed to face my Subordinates within the Night Watcher system of the Great Qian?"

"With such a stain on my record, my Official Career in the Great Qian Dynasty is probably hopeless."

Therefore, I will absolutely not hand over Ning Yu to you.

Upon hearing Wang Yuan's reply, another Demon Cultivator, who appeared to be Elderly Monk, also spoke up, "Wang Yuan, if that's what you mean..."

"Then this humble monk will have no choice but to report the matter and let the Nine-tailed Empress make the final decision."

Although the Blood Monk's tone remained calm, the underlying threat was unmistakable.

"You will bear all the consequences." The Blood Monk's last words, each syllable distinct, struck Wang Yuan's heart like a heavy hammer, causing him to shudder.

The Nine-tailed Empress is a terrifying Spirit Transformation Demon Cultivator, ranking among the top among Demon Cultivator...

Wang Yuan took a deep breath, composed himself, then cupped his hands in a respectful gesture and replied, "Blood Monk, it's not that I'm being disrespectful,"

His voice remained relatively calm, "If you, Hu San, were to follow the rules like the other three, and eat as many of my clansmen as you would, I, Wang, would have no choice but to accept it."

At this point, Wang Yuan's voice rose slightly, "Your Blood Monk's Pure Cultivation Temple, under the guise of giving birth to children for women, has devoured more than a hundred Male Infants from my Ning City every year! Have I, Wang, ever investigated this?!" His gaze was piercing, fixed intently on the Blood Monk.

"If the situation were reversed, and it were your Demon Race, would you be willing to stand by and watch your people be devoured by other races?"

Wang Yuan became increasingly agitated, his eyes slightly reddening, clearly indicating that he was somewhat intoxicated.

The Blood Monk was the only one among the three Demon Cultivator in the Nascent Soul Middle Stage -Nascent Soul stage, and his rank was equal to Wang Yuan's. Therefore, Wang Yuan's attitude towards the Elderly Monk was slightly more serious.

The Blood Monk was indeed completely unaffected by Wang Yuan's emotions.

"Wang Yuan, stop talking nonsense."

"Hand over Ning Yu to us, and you'll sever your own arm, along with your soul. Perhaps the Nine-tailed Empress will spare your life then," the Blood Monk said.

If one's soul is severed along with an arm, even Nascent Soul Cultivator will be unable to regenerate the severed limb.

"That Blood Monk has a good plan, "Su Bai, who was eavesdropping, muttered with slight disapproval.

Seeing the unfavorable situation, Wang Yuan secretly pondered that if he didn't use some ruthless tactics, he would probably have no chance of escaping.

He frowned, deciding to unleash his Trump Card.

Wang Yuan said solemnly, "Two months from now, the National Preceptor of the Buddhist Kingdom will hold a grand Blood Sacrifice ceremony, and I, Wang Yuan, am required to cooperate by offering three thousand Living Sacrifice."

"Of all times, you've come to cause me trouble. If I'm unable to prepare the offerings on time because of you, I'll have no choice but to report it truthfully to the Grand Preceptor. And when he blames me, don't blame me for shifting all the blame onto you..."

"I cannot prepare the offerings because you are hindering me..."

Upon hearing this, the Blood Monk trembled with fear and quickly waved his hand, saying, "Wang Yuan, don't talk nonsense! We haven't stopped you from preparing the offerings!"

The other two demons also changed their expressions and echoed his sentiments, clearly harboring fear of this National Preceptor of the Buddhist Kingdom.

One can imagine that this National Preceptor of the Buddhist Kingdom held a position among Demon Cultivator that was no less prestigious than that of the Nine Tails!