Evil Monarch's Deal

"Brother Feng, what's going on now?"

After Huo Yutong finished absorbing the Spirit Ring, she saw all the Spirit Beasts before her kneeling on the ground, as though they were begging her.

"It's nothing. Yu Tong, absorb this Spirit Bone as well. It happens to be a rare Skull Bone."

Xu Feng directly gave Yaoling's Skull Bone to Huo Yutong as well. Since it had been a sacrifice, the sacrificing Spirit Beast could decide which part of its Spirit Bone to offer. Yaoling had chosen the Skull Bone, since he himself possessed a spiritual attribute.

Huo Yutong had originally wanted to refuse. Brother Feng had already helped her far too much. But faced with his unyielding attitude, she could only obediently absorb it. Once she finished, her Soul Power had indeed reached level thirty.

Yaoling found the scene rather novel. He had never expected that one day, he would get to watch his own Spirit Bone being absorbed. It was truly bizarre.

"Wow, these guys really have no shame at all..."

Di Tian truly did not want to admit that the group before him were his longtime companions—and perhaps even his future companions. In their pursuit of godhood, they were willing to fabricate even their own attributes.

"Hmph! A bunch of shortsighted fools! What this young lady needs is a spiritual attribute. No matter how highly you praise yourselves, your nature will not change. You simply do not possess spiritual attributes!"

The Evil Eye Tyrant directly exposed their little schemes. Although there were Spirit Beasts with spiritual attributes among those present, Yaoling, who had sacrificed himself first, had already raised the age of the second Spirit Ring too high. Those whose cultivation was insufficient had no chance at all. The only one present who met the requirements was himself.

"So, let me become her third Spirit Ring!"

The Evil Eye Tyrant expressed his willingness, but Xu Feng did not take out the List of Gods. Instead, he stood there quietly, watching as though he were enjoying a show, waiting for him to continue performing.

"Um..."

The Evil Eye Tyrant was a little dumbfounded. Shouldn't the next step have been for him to write down his name? Why had things suddenly turned out like this?

"Go ahead. Aren't you going to sacrifice yourself?"

Xu Feng directly indicated that he should begin his performance. Yaoling, standing nearby, also smugly urged him to hurry up and sacrifice himself. They were still waiting to watch.

"Isn't there a step missing?"

With no other choice, the Evil Eye Tyrant could only bring it up himself. Things had already reached this point. If he did not sacrifice himself, he feared he would never have another chance at becoming a god in this lifetime.

"No. That condition was originally offered to the Star Dou Great Forest, and the deal has already been completed. But how did you know the contents of that deal?"

With a single sentence from Xu Feng, the Evil Eye Tyrant was plunged into danger. Only the Spirit Beasts of the Star Dou Great Forest had known about that transaction. How did the Evil Eye Tyrant, who had come later, know about it?

Di Tian also looked at him with an unfriendly gaze. It seemed this fellow had an informant among them. The Evil Eye Tyrant regretted it deeply. Why had he rushed over in person as soon as he saw Yaoling become a god? He had lost both the lady and the army—this was simply a complete disaster.

"In that case, I will offer a deal as well. The price will be the lives of those Evil Soul Masters."

The Evil Eye Tyrant's enormous evil eye narrowed slightly. He had already seen the destruction of the Holy Spirit Cult. To him, this was merely a profitable exchange: trading those Evil Soul Masters, whom he had long regarded as pawns, for an opportunity to reach godhood.

The path to godhood was long and perilous. How could a mere Holy Spirit Cult compare to eternal glory? He had long calculated it all in his heart. The Holy Spirit Cult was no more than a stepping stone beneath his feet as he ascended the divine throne. If it was crushed, then it was crushed.

"Oh? And why do you think I would care about an Evil Soul Master organization?"

Xu Feng no longer used his usual casual "I," instead adopting the royal "I." At this moment, he was no longer the young man watching the excitement; he was the crown prince of the Sun Moon Empire, the future ruler of the continent.

"Your Highness naturally would not spare those people a second glance. But they are troublesome to deal with, and Your Highness is destined to become the great ruler who unifies the continent."

He paused, his evil eye turning slightly as he observed every subtle change in Xu Feng's expression. "On the Douluo Continent, the awakening of Evil Martial Souls is unavoidable, just as darkness forever accompanies light. But whether these newly awakened Soul Masters become Evil Soul Masters is something that can be controlled."

"And the simplest, yet most necessary, step is to eradicate all existing Evil Soul Masters. Otherwise, they will be like poisonous seeds buried beneath the Empire's foundations, ready to take root and sprout at any moment, corroding the realm Your Highness has worked so hard to build."

"Go on..."

Of course, Xu Feng knew what the Evil Eye Tyrant was plotting. This fellow was known as the Evil Monarch; he was no harmless sort. A place among the gods was priceless. How could it be handed over so easily because of a few hollow promises?

He needed to see more bargaining chips and hear more reasons that would move him. After all, in this game, he was the one holding the final decision.

The Evil Eye Tyrant had long expected that Xu Feng would not relent so easily. "Moreover, they cultivate using corpses, blood, and souls. During a war to unify the continent, those are the things in greatest supply."

"Mountains of corpses piled upon the battlefield, blood flowing into rivers, and souls unwilling to fade away—all of them will become fertile ground for Evil Soul Masters to nourish themselves."

"If they are not controlled, the fiercer the war becomes, the stronger the Evil Soul Masters will grow, until they ultimately turn on Your Highness. Therefore, my deal is this: the Evil Eye Clan will forever obey your commands, and they can monitor Evil Soul Masters in every regard, helping you eradicate this cancer completely."

He lowered his head slightly in a gesture of submission. He had sold out the Holy Spirit Cult, sold out his allies, and even placed his own clansmen on the gambling table. In his eyes, all of it was merely a staircase leading to godhood, worth any price.

Xu Feng fell silent for a moment, then a meaningful smile slowly formed on his lips. "Interesting. Though I do not lack such methods, it is rare to encounter such an interesting proposal. I accept."

He rose to his feet and looked down upon the Evil Eye Tyrant from above. He understood that the Evil Eye Tyrant's loyalty would forever be built upon profit.

But at least for now, he had gained a sufficiently powerful pawn, one he could use to clear away those unsightly Evil Soul Masters. As for the future... this fellow's True Spirit would be listed.

Although it was not like his upgraded List of Gods, where both body and True Spirit had to obey his commands, once one's True Spirit was listed, one's cultivation would be fixed for life.

He would never be able to improve again. Naturally, there was no need to worry about this fellow rebelling, and he did not have the ability to rebel anyway.