Each Takes What They Need!
The Yue father and son were both taken aback.
Even though this place was in the Lin Hai Dynasty, far from the Litian Dynasty, the father and son had still heard of the Ten Thousand Demons Valley's fearsome reputation. In particular, more than a year ago, when the Sect Leader Sword Reverent of the Reaching Heaven Sword Sect emerged from seclusion and ordered an all-out war against the Ten Thousand Demons Valley, its name had spread throughout the lands south of the Nanling Mountains.
"It is said that the Ten Thousand Demons Valley in the Litian Dynasty has seventy-two Demon Saints, each one a powerful expert of the Yang God Realm. Among those seventy-two Demon Saints, the most terrifying is Demon Saint Hantian." Yue Zheng narrowed his eyes as he looked at the man and spoke indifferently.
"Heh heh, those are nothing more than empty reputations." Demon Saint Hantian strode straight into the room, his face domineering and savage. "I heard Vice President Yue Zheng had run into a little trouble, so I thought I might lend a hand."
Yue Zheng's heart tightened. His expression turned cold as he said indifferently, "What trouble could I possibly have?"
"Dongfang Bai opposes you at every turn. If you continue letting him cause trouble unchecked, I'm afraid the position of Silver Moon Merchant Guild vice president will eventually fall into that little girl Yue Qing's hands."
"Does Vice President Yue Zheng feel no unwillingness in his heart? Do you have no hatred for Dongfang Bai?"
Demon Saint Hantian gave a faint sneer.
Yue Zheng's expression remained unchanged, his face impassive.
Demon Saint Hantian continued, "I can help Vice President Yue Zheng deal with Dongfang Bai, but I need your assistance. Ideally, you would arrange for me to fight