"Why?! I clearly defeated the Extreme Spirit Academy! Why are they still rebelling against me?!" the Prefect Lord shouted furiously at the several great demons leading the surrounding academies.
"Perhaps... perhaps they think we used up too many spirit crystals attacking Blazing Plains Mountain. They think we no longer have the strength to reclaim Tongling Grotto, so..." one of the great demons said painfully.
The Prefect Lord stamped his foot and roared, "Fools! Utterly foolish! As long as Brother Daotian Demon is still on our side, could they possibly be stronger than Blazing Plains Mountain?!"
"Right! Right! Brother Daotian Demon is still on our side. How could I have forgotten that?!"
"We were able to destroy Blazing Plains Mountain. Why should we fear them joining forces and betraying us?"
The group of great demons had gone from dejected to jubilant in the span of half a cup of tea.
I let out a snort of laughter. "You still haven't given me the supreme treasure you promised. And now you already want me to help you reclaim Tongling Grotto? Let me make this clear first: reclaiming the grotto isn't impossible, but it'll cost one million. Even blood brothers must keep clear accounts—you should understand that, right?"
Only then did the Prefect Lord and the several great demons come to their senses. Remembering how exorbitant my fees were, every great demon shuddered in terror.
"Everyone, hurry and pool your resources. Bring out everything you've got. Brother Daotian Demon will definitely be able to reclaim the grotto for us! Once that's done, tighten our purse strings for thirty or fifty years, and we'll naturally earn it back. Or are you planning to have nowhere to live in the Third Layer from now on?" the Prefect Lord asked with a frown.
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