At this point, Leng Jingfei's tone grew even colder. "If our luck holds, we can slaughter that Blood River Old Devil and those two traitors from the Dian Cang Sect who keep wavering between both sides, all in one stroke.
"They have more than one magic treasure between them. Any one of those would be enough to sway your martial uncle.
"Besides, we can promise him treasures worth several hundred thousand spirit stones. If your martial uncle prefers demonic cultivators' blood sacrifice methods, we can negotiate sacrifices of thousands of cultivators and hundreds of thousands-even a million-mortals!"
Jianlong Daoist was overjoyed. "In that case, let us report to Martial Uncle Xuantan at once and see what instructions he has!"
After Qing Chen announced the spectacle of having Ji Bochang sliced into a thousand pieces on the Rebel-Slaying Platform six months later, undercurrents stirred among the various powers.
Yet afterward, Qing Chen seemed to become a different person. He stopped showing his edge and secluded himself, seldom venturing out.
Earth Pass Island held sway over a Sea Borderline stretching more than a hundred thousand li. Within this expanse of nearly two hundred thousand li lay five or six second-tier islands and more than thirty first-tier islands.
Situated along the borders of three archipelagos, these islands had always been prosperous, either rich in resources or occupying strategic positions.
After careful deliberation, Qing Chen handed every affair of these islands, great and small, over to Xu Jiuling.
As the Deputy Hall Vice Lord of Tianshu Hall, Xu Jiuling had always been deeply enthusiastic about power and influence.
Now that Qing Chen had entrusted him with such responsibility, he could hardly have wished for more. All of these were resources for his path to the Golden Core.
Seeing this, Qing Chen simply put