"Your Majesty, there really isn't any fundamental grudge between the two of us."
"And the problem you're facing right now is serious. Why don't we sit down and talk business?"
"You wouldn't want a problem with your soul to undo the evolution you nearly died achieving, would you?"
Although his words had a whiff of a wife-stealing bastard about them, Sun Buxiao actually had no designs on Medusa.
What he wanted was the force behind her: the Snake-People Tribe.
To narrow it down further, he wanted the tribe's four old bastards at the Peak Dou Emperor level.
Put plainly, those four old fellows were also bottlenecked by their soul realms. One bowl of millet porridge from Sun Buxiao would give him four ready-made Dou Zong experts.
Add in a plot of land he could promise the Snake-People Tribe, and wouldn't that give him everything he needed to establish his power base?
Then the Heavenly Poison Gate could throw its weight around the Northwest without a care.
"You fucking...
...!"
Veins bulged on Medusa's forehead.
She was furious.
Especially because she knew Sun Buxiao was right, which only made her angrier.
"No swearing. Think carefully about whether I'm right."
"The future of the Snake-People Tribe now rests on your shoulders alone. I think you know better than I do what role and standpoint you should take when considering this. Don't let anger cloud your judgment."
"Elder Hai, let's head back first. As for you, Your Majesty... Black Seal City is always open to you. Naturally, causing destruction is still out of the question."
After saying his piece, Sun Buxiao gave a casual smile, turned around, and headed back with Hai Bodong.
Hai Bodong looked somewhat embarrassed and sighed.
Although he had broken through his Inner Demon, he still couldn't beat Medusa