Inner Demon Tribulation

It could be done.

Several white-haired Mahayana Stage cultivators of the Zhao Family were in Jingyue because of the alliance pact. In essence, they were still people of Xuanlong, while Grand Chu was eyeing them like a tiger, eager to stab them in the back. How could they not return to save the day?

Even if their sudden departure had caused trouble along Jingyue Country's borders, when all was said and done, Grand Chu had been in the wrong first.

Put this matter on any country, and the principle would be the same. Whoever came would not be able to find the slightest fault with it.

Failing to see the bigger picture and lacking an overall view?

What a joke. Your own house was practically being burgled.

As for the claim that they should be executed according to the law...

As a Tribulation Stage cultivator, Tu Yuan mused that Mahayana Stage cultivators were not radishes growing in the fields. How could they be chopped down just because someone said so? Even if they really were, it would not matter. They could pin it on Grand Chu and use their heads to enforce military law.

After asking about the causes and consequences, Lu Bei gave Xuanlong's foolish move a poor rating. The entire Mahayana force had gone out, without even a single person left to guard the house...

No, the Zhao Family's white-haired cultivators were not idiots. There had to be at least one Mahayana Stage cultivator guarding the household.

"Have the human and Demon Races been at war these past two years?"

"No, but spell duels and friendly competitions have never stopped. There are often Arenas of Life and Death, where everyone leaves their fate to their own abilities." Tu Yuan answered truthfully.

"What about the Monster Kings of the