The Evil Monarch's Trade

"Brother Feng, what is going on right now?"

After Huo Yutong finished absorbing her spirit ring, she saw a bunch of spirit beasts in front of her all kneeling on the ground, seemingly begging her.

"It's nothing. Yutong, you should absorb this spirit bone as well; it just happens to be a rare skull bone."

Xu Feng directly gave Yaoling's skull bone to Huo Yutong as well. After all, this was a sacrifice, and sacrificed spirit beasts could decide which part their spirit bone would be. Yaoling chose the skull bone since he was naturally of the mental attribute.

Huo Yutong originally wanted to refuse. After all, Brother Feng had already helped her too much, but Brother Feng's refusal-no-argument attitude made her have no choice but to obediently absorb it. After the absorption, her spirit power truly reached rank thirty.

Yaoling found this scene quite novel. He never expected that one day he would still be able to watch his own spirit bone being absorbed. It really was quite bizarre.

"Wow, these guys really don't even want their faces..."

Ditian really didn't want to admit it right now, but the bunch of guys in front of him were actually his companions all along, and even his future companions. For the sake of becoming a god, this group of guys could even fabricate their own attributes.

"Hmph! A bunch of short-sighted fellows! What this young lady needs is the mental attribute. Even if you praise yourselves to the heavens, the essence will not undergo any change whatsoever. You are not of the mental attribute at all!"

The Evil Eye Tyrant directly shattered their little schemes. Among the spirit beasts present, although there were also those with the mental attribute, the first sacrificed Yaoling had already pulled away the age limit of the second spirit ring. Those of them with insufficient levels couldn't climb up at all, and the only one present who met the conditions was himself.

"Therefore, let me become this third spirit ring!"

The Evil Eye Tyrant expressed his willingness, but Xu Feng did not take out the List of Gods. Instead, he just quietly stood there like he was watching a play, waiting for him to continue performing.

"Um..."

The Evil Eye Tyrant was a bit dazed. Shouldn't the upcoming plot involve letting him write his name? Why did it suddenly turn into this kind of look?

"Go ahead, aren't you going to make the sacrifice?"

Xu Feng directly indicated for him to start his performance. Yaoling was also set aside, foxily starting to flaunt and state that if he was going to sacrifice, he should hurry up, as they were still waiting to watch.

"Is that missing a step?"

With no other choice, the Evil Eye Tyrant had to actively bring it up. After all, matters had reached this point; if he didn't make the sacrifice, he was afraid he would have no affinity for becoming a god in this lifetime.

"No. That condition was originally made for the Star Dou Great Forest, and the transaction is already completed. However, how do you know the details of the transaction?"

Xu Feng's single sentence plunged the Evil Eye Tyrant into danger. After all, that transaction was only known to the spirit beasts of their Star Dou Great Forest; how did the latecomer Evil Eye Tyrant know about it?

Ditian also looked at him with unkind eyes. It seemed this fellow had a traitor on his side. The Evil Eye Tyrant regretted it to the extreme right now—why did he run over in his true form just from seeing Yaoling become a god? He had lost both the battle and the prize; this was simply...

"Since that's the case, I will also make a trade, and the object of the trade is the lives of those Evil Soul Masters."

The Evil Eye Tyrant's huge evil eye narrowed slightly. He had already foreseen the destruction of the Holy Ghost Church. To him, this was merely a cost-effective exchange: trading those Evil Soul Masters whom he had long regarded as chess pieces in exchange for a footing leading to the godhood.

The path to becoming a god was long and perilous; how could a mere Holy Ghost Church compare to eternal glory? He had already calculated clearly in his heart that the Holy Ghost Church was merely a stepping stone under his feet when he ascended the throne of gods—crushed to pieces, it was simply crushed.

"Oh, then why do you think Gu would care about an Evil Soul Master organization?"

Xu Feng no longer used the casual "I" of the past, but instead switched to "Gu". At this moment, he was no longer that young man watching the fun, but rather the crown prince of the Sun Moon Empire and the future ruler of the continent.

"Your Highness naturally won't take those fellows seriously, but those fellows are also very troublesome to deal with, and Your Highness is a heroic ruler who will unify the continent in the future."

He paused, his evil eye rolling slightly as he observed every subtle expression of Xu Feng. "On the Douluo Continent, the awakening of evil martial souls is inevitable, just as darkness always accompanies light. But whether these newly born soul masters will turn into Evil Soul Masters is controllable."

"And the simplest yet most necessary step is to completely eradicate the current Evil Soul Masters. Otherwise, they are like toxic seeds buried beneath the empire's foundations, ready to sprout and corrode the hard-earned rivers and mountains you conquered at any moment."

"Go on..."

He naturally knew what scheme the Evil Eye Tyrant was plotting. This fellow's nickname was the "Evil Monarch," and he was no good character. A quota to become a god was worth a king's ransom; how could it be easily handed over just because of a few breezy promises?

He needed to see more bargaining chips and hear more reasons that moved him. After all, in this game of chess, he was the one holding the final decision-making power.

The Evil Eye Tyrant had long anticipated that Xu Feng would not easily relent. "Moreover, what they cultivate with and utilize are corpses, blood, and souls. In the war to unify the continent, these are the things least lacking."

"The mountains of corpses piled up on the battlefield, the blood flowing into rivers, and those souls unwilling to dissipate will all become the breeding ground for Evil Soul Masters to nourish themselves."

"If left unchecked, the more intense the war, the stronger the Evil Soul Masters will become, eventually backfiring on you. Therefore, my trade is that the Evil Eye Clan will forever obey your commands, and they can comprehensively monitor the Evil Soul Masters, thoroughly eradicating this malignant tumor for you."

He lowered his head slightly, putting on a posture of submission. He had betrayed the Holy Ghost Church, betrayed his own allies, and even put his own clansmen on the gambling table. In his eyes, all of this was merely a stepping stone to the godhood, and it was worth paying any price for.

Xu Feng was silent for a moment, the corners of his lips slowly curving into a meaningful smile. "Interesting. Although Gu is not lacking in such methods, since it's a rare and interesting proposal, Gu will agree to you."

He stood up, looking down condescendingly at the Evil Eye Tyrant. He understood that the Evil Eye Tyrant's loyalty was forever built upon interests.

But at least at this moment, he had obtained a sufficiently powerful chess piece that could be used to clean up those eyesores of Evil Soul Masters. As for later... this fellow's true spirit was entering the list.

Although it was inferior to his own upgraded version of the List of Gods—where both the physical body and the true spirit had to obey his commands—having one's true spirit enter the list meant this lifetime's cultivation was locked right there.

He would never be able to improve, and naturally there was no need to worry about this fellow rebelling; moreover, he didn't even have the capability to rebel.