Chen Sanliang’s breathing became rapid upon hearing this, his fists clenched tightly and his chest heaving, his eyes reddened and the sound of rumbling filled his brain as his body trembled continuously.
On one side was the great righteousness of the Human Race, on the other his grievances, two conflicting thoughts waged war, assaulting his heart.
"If you agree, I can find a way to resurrect your wife. Our Demon Race has an unparalleled Divine Object, the Soul-Forming Lamp. As long as we ignite its flame to burn items left behind by the deceased, we can capture the qi mechanism scattered throughout Heaven and Earth and reassemble her soul. As for the injuries to her flesh, there are ultimately ways to repair them in this world. With so many grand tombs, there’s bound to be something that can be unearthed to save her. In fact, I even have news about a Divine Object that can bring your wife’s body back to life," said Bai Cang.
Indeed, upon hearing Bai Cang’s words, Chen Sanliang’s breathing grew rapid, his eyes fixed intensely on Bai Cang: "Please guide me, Ancestor."
"Currently, in the Earth Realm of Prince Pingbian’s Mansion, a grand tomb has emerged. Within, there lies a coffin crafted from the Tree of Life, harboring an Ancient Demon God. If we can seize that coffin, there may be hope to resurrect your wife," Bai Cang said with a solemn expression.
"Is it true? Ancestor, you haven’t deceived me?" Chen Sanliang’s breathing immediately grew rapid upon hearing this.
"In fact, our Fox Race once unearthed a small branch of the Tree of Life years ago. Though it was quite small, only about the size of a palm, it still extended my life span by sixty years. I sneaked in from outside the White Bone Great Wall initially intending to seize Flood Dragon flesh, but who knew I’d be attracted by the aura of the Tree of Life. As soon as the tomb’s aura leaked, I sensed the aura of the Tree of Life," Bai Cang said, eyes glistening with greed.
A mere branch of the Tree of Life granted such an incredible extension of life; what kind of wondrous Creation is this?
Cultivators never reject prolonging their life spans and compared to the Tree of Life, paltry Dragon Flesh is nothing.
"As long as the Ancestor agrees to my two conditions, I will forsake my Human Race identity today and follow the Ancestor from now on, ready to obey the Ancestor’s orders without question," Chen Sanliang finally could not withstand Bai Cang’s offer and kneeled to pledge allegiance.
He had already become a pariah in the Human Race, despised by all, losing any chance of obtaining the Tree of Life on his own.
"What conditions do you have? Feel free to speak," Bai Cang replied.
"First, please do everything possible to revive my wife. Second, please take revenge for me. If one day the Demon Race army grants me power, I want to march past the White Bone Great Wall and bloodbath the Confucianism orthodoxy," Chen Sanliang said, his eyes blood-red.
"The conditions I accede to, but..." Bai Cang hesitated.
"But what?" Chen Sanliang asked.
"This is the Human Race’s heartland and with Xie Xuan watching, seizing the Tree of Life seems impossible," Bai Cang said with a voice full of helplessness.
"Xie Xuan is with the court, having him at Prince Pingbian’s Mansion and Yellow Heaven Dao doesn’t make things easier; seizing the Tree of Life will be fraught with difficulty. Ancestor, why not personally head to the Yellow Heaven Dao Alliance? An alliance of the Ancestor with Yellow Heaven Dao and Prince Pingbian’s Mansion might offer some chances." Speaking these words, a bright idea flashed in Chen Sanliang’s mind with a ruthless plan appearing:
"I have a strategy, consider it a gift for joining the Demon Race."
"What is your strategy?" Bai Cang inquired curiously.
"Ancestor should know, Prince Pingbian’s Mansion is currently in open and secret conflict with the court. They have grand ambitions and may rebel at any time but lack the masteries needed to counter the Twelfth Tier’s mystery, so they must swallow their grievances before the court. If the Demon Race can secretly ally with Prince Pingbian’s Mansion by offering a way to check the Twelfth Tier’s mystery as a condition, convincing Prince Pingbian to open the pass and secretly let the Demon Race in to claim territories and titles, both sides feigning resistance outwardly but secretly devouring the Great Victory Dynasty’s lands, eventually the Demon Race could establish a foothold inside White Bone Great Wall, haha..." Chen Sanliang left his words unfinished but Bai Cang understood the rest.
"Does Prince Pingbian’s Mansion have the guts to alliance with our Demon Race? To collude with our Demon Race in secret?" Bai Cang was intrigued: "How feasible is this plan?"
"Absolutely!" Chen Sanliang replied.
"How so?" Bai Cang asked.
"Prince Pingbian’s Mansion has secretly plotted for centuries to undergo Walking Flood Dragon to Dragon Transformation, intending to create something to counter the Twelfth Tier’s mystery of Great Victory Dynasty. Their intent to rebel is evident. If they succeed, then fine, when a Twelfth Tier appears in the Northern Land, Great Victory Dynasty would have no choice but to accept it. But now the key is Prince Pingbian’s Mansion has failed; their greatest card has been exposed. If you were Emperor Dasheng, what would you do?" Chen Sanliang asked.
"Of course, seize the opportunity to uproot them and rid the problem once and for all," Bai Cang’s eyes lit up: "But you are speaking only in terms of probabilities, Great Victory Court possesses Twelfth Tier Divine Artifact, they might not take Prince Pingbian’s Mansion seriously, once Prince Pingbian enters the capital to confess, the predicament could be resolved."
"Perhaps before, the scenario you mentioned was possible, but... now the Tree of Life has emerged!"
At this juncture, Chen Sanliang elongated his tone: "Prince Pingbian Zhang Shicheng’s dragon body is still well preserved. If placed within the Tree of Life, complemented by the Soul-Forming Lamp..."
"Snap~"
Bai Cang clapped his hands sharply, his eyes filled with excitement and shock as he gazed at Chen Sanliang: "Sir, you are exceptional! With just a slight effort, you’ve already reversed the Heaven and Earth. All conditions together, how can Prince Pingbian’s Mansion refuse?"
Upon hearing Bai Cang, Chen Sanliang smiled slightly, his eyes filled with pride: "Moreover, I always felt Zhang Shicheng, that old codger, wasn’t fully dead. If Zhang Shicheng was completely dead, the Walking Flood Dragon Formation in the Northern Land would have already dissipated and the floods resolved. Yet now, the water vapor still converges on Northern Land without signs of dispersal, perhaps Zhang Shicheng isn’t entirely dead. If placed within the Tree of Life for a few days of nourishment, he might spring back to life."
Bai Cang inhaled deeply upon hearing this: "If we can open the pass of White Bone Great Wall, allowing our Demon Race to carve territory within the Human Race’s lands, what need for reservation about mere Soul-Forming Lamp and Tree of Life?"
"If this plan succeeds, I am confident to unite all major Demon Race factions to invade the Divine Land, dividing the Human Race’s Divine Land, providing a refuge for our Demon Race descendants," Bai Cang’s voice was full of excitement.
"If the Demon Race can enter and root within White Bone Great Wall, I vow to cooperate with you, Sir, to slaughter all Confucian disciples to avenge your Sea of Blood enmity!" Bai Cang declared.
As for the resurrection of Chen Sanliang’s wife using the Soul-Forming Lamp and Tree of Life, naturally, there was no further need to mention as the materials were sufficient, and the Soul-Forming Lamp wasn’t rendered single-use.
Upon hearing Bai Cang’s words, Chen Sanliang’s eyes revealed a tinge of bitterness, without the slightest smile on his face: "I only wish that once the Demon Race enters, they can treat the Human Race civilians kindly, for they are innocent."
"Do not forget, the Demon Race refers to all the races under Heaven; the Human Race was once referred to as the Human Demon. Later, the Human Race seized the chance to split away, becoming uncontrollable ever since. The return of the Human Race to the Demon Race would merely be reacquainting with their ancestors. As long as Human Race civilians do not oppose the Demon Race, our Demon Race will never trouble them!" Bai Cang pounded his chest to vow.