What ill intentions could the Demon Emperor possibly have? Naturally, he only wanted to see who would be more reliable to do business with.
Seeing the Demon Emperor's actions, the Demon Turtle Ape's expression changed drastically. "Oh dear, what are you doing, sir? It's just one little demon bull. Why take it to heart? We're looking at a long-term business relationship here."
"Besides, these Demonic Beasts fall down here very frequently. We simply couldn't kill them before. Now that we have you, sir, we'll have more food than we can count. By then, a single Demonic Beast will certainly be worth less. Why don't we lay our cards on the table?"
"From now on, whenever you bring us a demon bull, we'll give you ten treasures. How does that sound?"
Demon Emperor Daochen watched him closely, making sure the fellow wasn't playing any more tricks.
Only then did he nod in satisfaction.
"Hmph. I hope you won't try any more of these petty tricks."
Soon, they returned to the Camp.
The others had already begun butchering the demon bull.
Demon Emperor Daochen watched their delighted faces.
For some inexplicable reason, they seemed rather endearing.
Soon, the Demon Emperor had his first feast of raw meat.
He really didn't want to eat it, but his energy was being consumed every moment. If he didn't replenish it, something would go wrong sooner or later.
Since everyone believed in doing as the locals did, he had no choice but to set aside his pride.
As for any harm it might do to his body, he could only deal with that after he got out.
When he ate his first piece of raw beef, he suddenly felt as though he were tasting the finest delicacy under heaven.
The beef before him overwhelmed his taste