At He Gui's command, the entire Demonic Palace immediately sprang into motion, beginning to mobilize and prepare Spirit Stones from the Demonic Palace treasury and Spirit Stone veins across various locations.
Thirty million Spirit Stones—even gathering them would take considerable time. It was enough to drain more than half the Demonic Palace's reserves. This was no small sum, and He Gui was the only person in the Demonic Palace with the authority to deploy such a quantity of Spirit Stones. Who knew what Ancestor Chiyue would think after emerging from seclusion...
"Come forward. I shall hand the Demonic Ruler over to you now." He Gui suddenly smiled and extended the Demonic Ruler in his hand. His tone gradually softened as well.
Bai Lan spoke calmly, seeing through He Gui's little scheme at a glance. "Suspend the Demonic Ruler where it is, then immediately withdraw ten thousand li away. I will take it myself. No need to trouble you."
"Hmph." He Gui's expression immediately turned cold. With a cold snort, he slightly clenched his palm and secretly injected several strands of demonic qi into it before placing it where it was and slowly retreating.
"Elder Fu, what tricks did this old fellow pull? Tell me."
Bai Lan had long anticipated He Gui's actions, so she did not step forward at once. Instead, she asked Elder Fu.
Elder Fu forcefully suppressed his shock at He Gui's love-struck madness and could not help but sneer. "You really do understand the ways of these demonic cultivators... He Gui injected one of his divine abilities into the Demonic Ruler. The moment you touch it, the demonic qi inside will immediately surge out, spreading from your hand throughout your entire body and firmly restraining you. Even a Nascent Soul Cultivator would suffer for it."
"Oh? He