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Eternal Life as False Emperor

Chapter 502 - 392: The Little Trickster Strikes It Rich, the Big Trickster Fights for His Life (Part 2)
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Chapter 502: Chapter 392: The Little Trickster Strikes It Rich, the Big Trickster Fights for His Life (Part 2)

Begging like a dog would make Huiyue Demon Venerable completely disdain him.

Too aggressive, and he might provoke the opponent.

The subtle balance in this situation perhaps could only be grasped well by Zheng Yi, who has been an Emperor for so many years.

He must ensure Huiyue Demon Venerable cannot truly think calmly, yet keep him on the brink of eruption without tipping over.

For the current Huiyue Demon Venerable, the situation is so unbearable he feels like spitting blood.

"Who exactly are you? How do you know our Nether Spirit Race’s plan?"

Golden Core Cultivators, within the entire Nether Spirit Race, are not particularly powerful cultivators.

But Huiyue Demon Venerable has a good family background.

He is clear about many things ordinary cultivators don’t know.

The more so, the more vigilant he becomes.

This little guy in front of him is merely at the early-stage Crystal, and obviously not from the Canglan Realm; how does he know their Nether Spirit Race’s plan?

"You really bought into a random bluff." Zheng Yi secretly chuckled.

After all, the Nether Spirit Race sent so many people, even a Golden Core expert sits here, just to deal with juniors like Lin Feng and Su Yao.

If there’s nothing wrong here, Zheng Yi would be the first to disbelieve it.

Originally, he just wanted to probe the other party’s attitude, to see if their purpose was truly just Lin Feng and others, or if it was a setup for a larger plan.

But seeing the other’s current behavior, it’s clear the Nether Spirit Race’s ambition is not small at all.

Zheng Yi smiled faintly, glancing back at the direction where Lin Feng and Su Yao were: "Demon Venerable senior, isn’t it easy to guess such things?"

"A master like you being dispatched to deal with some human juniors, anyone who isn’t blind can see there’s something wrong here, right?"

At this moment, a glimpse of joy emerged on Zheng Yi’s face, but he quickly suppressed it.

Enough nonsense and bluff with Huiyue Demon Venerable for such a long time.

It’s not because Zheng Yi enjoys doing so.

He is buying time to check into the anomaly currently appearing in himself, to figure out the reason.

Zheng Yi carefully checked his body dozens of times and finally got some clues.

His current strength is steadily improving.

This is all due to the Tribulation Thunder that struck him.

The Thunder Tribulation is a hurdle set by the Heavenly Dao for cultivators; those who can’t endure it die, with no discussion.

Enduring it, however, brings benefits.

A cultivator’s body, after being tempered by Innate Tribulation Thunder, becomes stronger, able to bear more power.

For regular cultivators, that’s all there is to it.

But Zheng Yi differs from ordinary cultivators. When facing the Thunder Tribulation, Huiyue Demon Venerable intervened, leading to his original body’s death.

The current Pristine Human Emperor Body was exchanged through the Yin Yang Treasure Mirror.

This body has an absurdly high limit for accommodating various powers that even Zheng Yi finds incredible.

The Tribulation Thunder power that broadened his meridians accumulated within his body, with an unknown quantity.

However, these are the power of Tribulation Thunder; even though they’re within Zheng Yi’s body now, he can only utilize a minuscule amount, refining it little by little.

Zheng Yi felt like he’d found a mountain formed with gold coins.

Yet he could only use a cup to slowly haul these coins back home, like moving ants.

But it was gold, after all, and no matter how little he takes, the value remains.

Thinking that just now he used such strong Innate Tribulation Thunder power as ordinary power, Zheng Yi indeed felt it was wasteful.

Knowing why he’s become stronger, his subsequent plan became clear: simply continue buying time.

The longer the delay, the more Innate Tribulation Thunder power he can refine, enhancing his ability to confront Huiyue Demon Venerable.

"Demon Venerable senior." Zheng Yi said sincerely, "Neither I nor my sect wish to oppose your Nether Spirit Race."

"You know full well, I am not of this world and don’t want to get caught up in your war."

The word ’war’ directly pointed out the Nether Spirit Race’s motive.

Though aware this young lad discerned their aim, when Zheng Yi stated the truth, Huiyue Demon Venerable was still astounded.

Even he was informed of the Nether Emperor’s plan only by family elders, while in front of him, a mere human...

Zheng Yi wasn’t sure what exactly Huiyue Demon Venerable was contemplating, but reading his expression, he knew the desired effect had been achieved.

No fear of stray thoughts from Huiyue Demon Venerable, only fear if the opponent remains blank.

"Your Honor, Demon Venerable, all of this is just a misunderstanding. My disciple..." He gestured at the severely injured Bai Zhirui, "only ventured into the Canglan Realm for training, happened upon the conflict by chance, kindly rescued someone, thus sparked the ensuing misunderstanding."

"Originally, I thought this was merely an ordinary combat among cultivators, so I didn’t prevent my disciple from acting."

"Had I foreseen this matter involved two races at war, we would certainly not have intervened."

Huiyue Demon Venerable couldn’t help a contemptuous laugh, "With your level, you’re fit to teach apprentices?"

Zheng Yi blushed, sheepishly explaining, "Forgive me, Demon Venerable senior, my disciple has average aptitude, with the sole merit being a strong sense of justice..."

He racked his brains, even fabricated an extremely tragic backstory for Bai Zhirui, rattling on for half a cup of tea’s time.

Huiyue Demon Venerable’s head nearly burst from hearing it: "Enough, I have no interest in your disciple’s past."

Zheng Yi apologized promptly, "Sorry, Your Honor Demon Venerable, got a bit carried away."

"In summary, it’s all a misunderstanding; since it’s cleared up, shall we turn hostility into friendship?"

Huiyue Demon Venerable gazed at Zheng Yi mockingly, as if seeing through his poor performance.

Zheng Yi looked awkward, "Indeed, Your Honor Demon Venerable, with your discerning eye. I shall speak frankly. The terms remain as before: if the senior swears to the Canglan Netherlord to let us leave, I will deliver all treasures intact to the senior."

Saying this, he even raised his hand first to swear: "I, Zheng Yi, swear to the Canglan Netherlord; if I dare break this oath, let my Soul Gathering Pearl shatter instantly, my soul perish forever without rebirth!"

Huiyue Demon Venerable suddenly chuckled coldly: "Despicable human, I was nearly deceived by you."

"You claim it’s mere coincidence? Yet despite that, you protect your disciple, but why insist this Venerable also release the other two?"

Thinking he’s caught a loophole in Zheng Yi’s words, Huiyue Demon Venerable arrogantly raised his head.

Clearly, he hadn’t realized yet.

As a Golden Core Great Power, to speak this way with a cultivator at the early-stage Crystal, is tacitly admitting Zheng Yi’s equal status in conversation.

Zheng Yi smiled ruefully, "If I hadn’t intervened, indeed their lives wouldn’t concern me, but having saved them, a good deed must be done thoroughly, the Buddha escorted to the West; I cannot merely watch them die."

"They’re merely two Foundation Establishment junior cultivators; they are insignificant in the vastness between our races during wartime, right?"

This statement moved Huiyue Demon Venerable, two mere Foundation Establishment cultivators could trade for the wondrous treasure on this person, no matter how viewed, it’s a profitable deal.

Huiyue Demon Venerable contemplated lengthy, yet eventually greed prevailed.

"Fine, this Venerable accepts your deal."

Zheng Yi sighed with relief, clasping hands in thanks: "Demon Venerable’s mercy, I shall never dare forget."

...

After waiting a while with Huiyue Demon Venerable remaining unresponsive, Zheng Yi cautiously asked: "Your Honor Demon Venerable, did you forget something?"

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