Sage of Humanity-Chapter 336 - 334 Divine Sea Realm Negotiations

The Nine Provinces are Tianzhou, Dingzhou, Qingzhou, Leizhou, Bingzhou, Yunzhou, Wuzhou, Youzhou, and Cangzhou.

Among them, Qingzhou and Wuzhou are entirely under the control of the Haotian Alliance while Yunzhou and Leizhou belong to the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge. As for the rest of the five provinces, the sects of both camps coexist, with no clear ownership; occasionally the east wind overpowers the west wind and at times it’s the other way around, making these regions a contested battleground between the two sides.

The negotiation was initiated by the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, and naturally, the Haotian Alliance determined the location.

At the border between Qingzhou and Yunzhou, there is a continuous mountain range, like a giant dragon lying across the land, separating the two provinces with its undulating peaks.

Sleeping Dragon Mountain was the chosen site for the negotiation by the Haotian Alliance.

When the sect master and Pang Zhen arrived at the prearranged location, there were already over a dozen figures waiting.

All of the arrivals were strong cultivators from the Divine Sea Realm, and moreover, they were among the top tier of that realm.

Contrary to what most would imagine, these top-tier warriors from both factions gathered together not only without conflicts but even appeared cheerful and convivial, each chatting and laughing.

If an uninformed person saw them, they might think they all were from the same camp.

Was it that there were no grudges between them?

Of course not. Each of them had advanced through a path strewn with corpses and blood, with countless lives lost under their hands.

It was because everyone knew that the purpose of this meeting was to negotiate a solution to the dispute at the Spirit Stream battlefield, and it was not possible to start a fight; since they couldn’t start a fight, why put on a cold face?

When the two from Bingzhou arrived at the location, the laughter and chatter among the others paused.

"Sorry for being late," Pang Zhen apologized, although he and the sect master hadn’t been slow—it was that people from the other provinces had arrived too quickly.

From this, it could be seen just how eager the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge was for negotiation.

The leader of the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, an old man with a sallow complexion, spoke up, "Since everyone is here, let us begin."

No one disagreed.

Pang Zhen immediately flicked a jade slip towards the old man.

The jade slip contained nothing but the various demands proposed by the Haotian Alliance side, which had been agreed upon during the journey here in communications with the Divine Sea Realm cultivators from various states.

The Ten Thousand Demons Ridge wanted negotiations; sure, the current situation was at a stalemate, and the Haotian Alliance also didn’t want to see the young lads at the Spirit Stream battlefield go to war. However, since it was the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge that was being attacked, they definitely had to pay some price.

The old man caught the jade slip and sent his Mental Consciousness inside to check it, then he passed the jade slip to someone next to him without expression.

After all the Divine Sea Realm cultivators from the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge had inspected it, their expressions varied.

The old man said, "Pang Zhen, the Haotian Alliance seems to have opened their mouths quite wide this time."

Although they had anticipated that the Haotian Alliance would not start with a low ask, they still had underestimated the Alliance’s determination to heavily penalize them. The terms in the jade slip were beyond their psychological limits to bear, and they absolutely couldn’t agree to them.

You should know, this time the Haotian Alliance wasn’t only demanding material compensation but were also seizing the opportunity to demand half a province of land.

Just the material compensation alone was staggering enough, let alone the demand for half a province’s land, which was something the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge could never agree to.

This offer bordered on being insincere, as it was excessively high.

Pang Zhen laughed lightly, "If you gentlemen are dissatisfied, then let’s continue negotiating."

"We can continue to talk, but the youngsters at the Spirit Stream battlefield cannot slow down. They are all spirited youths full of vigor. If they impulsively start fighting, many will die," the old man said, a hint of Mental Consciousness stirring as he handed back the jade slip, "This is the sincerity of the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, if the Haotian Alliance finds it sufficient, then let both sides stop here."

Pang Zhen took back the jade slip, checked it briefly, and slowly shook his head, "I don’t see any sincerity."

He handed the jade slip to the sect master next to him, who waved his hand, "I’m too old for this, I won’t look. Just discuss it among yourselves."

This affair was triggered by Lu Ye, so no matter what the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge ends up compensating, the Righteous Blood Sect side of the Haotian Alliance won’t lose out, and naturally, the sect master couldn’t be bothered.

The jade slip circulated among the Divine Sea Realm strong cultivators of the Haotian Alliance; by the time it returned to Pang Zhen’s hands, it contained some extra content, which he then proceeded to append further.

Thus, the small jade slip was passed around from one Divine Sea Realm cultivator to another, its contents being added and subtracted, yet they were never able to reach a consensus.

The Divine Sea Realm cultivators of the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge verbally mentioned the urgency, but when it came to negotiating terms with the Haotian Alliance, they did not show any hastiness; they meticulously examined each term for potential cuts.

After most of the day had passed, when the jade slip returned to him once more, the old man helplessly discovered that the content of the jade slip seemed to have hardly changed from when Pang Zhen first handed it to him.

Unable to help it, he looked up at Pang Zhen, who had a smile on his face.

"Pang Zhen, the Haotian Alliance should also show some sincerity," he said.

"That depends on you all," Pang Zhen replied.

With one side demanding too much and the other cutting too much, reaching a consensus was indeed an oddity.

The sect master’s eyelids were lowered as he rested with closed eyes, subtly sensing that this matter wouldn’t yield any results within ten days or half a month.

As for the Spirit Stream battlefield, there actually was no need to worry. With Wei River acting as a barrier, neither side of cultivators dared to make the first move. Moreover, those youngsters were actually waiting for the results of the negotiations here.

While cultivators in the Divine Sea Realm were here bargaining over every little thing, on the Spirit Stream battlefield, cultivators from Silver Light Island and the Fahua Sect had already reached the outskirts of the Cloud Mist Cult’s territory and began their forceful attack on the great array.

The group of cultivators from the Cloud Mist Cult were extremely frustrated.

Ever since the Sky Supporting Sect was crippled, they had been constantly bullied like this every now and then by Silver Light Island and the Fahua Sect staging such acts.

It could be said that the Cloud Mist Cult had grown somewhat accustomed to it; aside from those in charge of watching over the great array, the other cultivators of the Cloud Mist Cult went about their usual tasks.

After all, with the manpower of Silver Light Island and the Fahua Sect, it was fundamentally impossible to break through the great array; at most, it would cause their own side to lose a batch of Spirit Stones.

Then the governor from the Cloud Mist Cult, who was in charge of controlling the great array, saw a somewhat familiar young man step out of the crowd, followed by more than thirty people.

He didn’t react at first, not until the group led by that young man brought out their array banners...

"Lu Ye the Sect Destroyer!" The governor’s face suddenly turned pale, his voice trembling.

His mind went blank, almost thinking he had seen wrong, because according to rumors, Lu Ye the Sect Destroyer, who was leading the Allied Forces of the Haotian Alliance, was currently tens of thousands of miles away at the Wei River facing over twenty thousand Ten Thousand Demons Ridge cultivators.

Logically, this person shouldn’t be here.

But if the other side didn’t care about the loss of merit and used the transportation of the Heaven’s Augury Pillar of the Alliance Sect, then despite the vastness of the Spirit Stream battlefield, he could go wherever he wanted.

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"Return to the Nine Provinces!"

It only took a moment for the Cloud Mist Cult’s governor to figure out the cause and effect, and he immediately ordered his cultivators to retreat to the Nine Provinces.

However, the Cloud Mist Cult’s cultivators were not gathered together. Accustomed to the attacks from Silver Light Island and the Fahua Sect, they did not take this attack seriously, which led to the cultivators of the Cloud Mist Cult being scattered throughout their territory.

By the time everyone received the order, they had already missed the best opportunity to retreat.

The great array was broken, and cultivators from Silver Light Island and the Fahua Sect swarmed in. Lu Ye, along with Giant Armor, took the lead, and in an instant, the territory of the Cloud Mist Cult was a river of blood.

After seizing the Cloud Mist Cult’s territory, Lu Ye immediately entered the Heaven’s Augury Hall and plundered the enhancements of the Heaven’s Augury Pillar, took his share, and without waiting for Luo Fu and others to clean up the battlefield, he and Giant Armor controlled their weapons and soared up, turning into a streak of light and disappearing in an instant.

Luo Fu’s shouts rang out: "Hurry up, everyone, hurry up."

Lu Ye did not wait for Luo Fu’s side because time was pressing.

The Divine Sea Realm cultivators from both camps had already begun negotiations, and it might not be long before an order came from above. He had to seize more of the Ten Thousand Demons Ridge forces before those in the Divine Sea Realm made a decision. On one hand, he needed to gather merit for himself, and on the other, it would add bargaining chips to his side’s negotiations.

While Silver Light Island and the Fahua Sect jointly attacked the Cloud Mist Cult’s territory, nearby forces from the Haotian Alliance had also gathered enough manpower and were rushing to another Ten Thousand Demons Ridge territory.

By the time Lu Ye got there, he was just in time to coordinate with them in breaking the sect’s protective array.

Sleeping Dragon Mountain, atop the spirit mountaintop.

The negotiations among the strong cultivators in the Divine Sea Realm were still ongoing, and the atmosphere at this point was no longer as amicable as before. Though they refrained from arguing out of consideration for face, passive-aggressive remarks were continuously emerging.

Until suddenly, an elder from Ten Thousand Demons Ridge received a message, submerged his mental consciousness to explore it, and then, without showing any expression, he handed the jade slip to Pang Zhen, "This is the last bottom line of Ten Thousand Demons Ridge, if the Haotian Alliance thinks it’s acceptable, then let’s sign the Heaven’s Augury Pact."

Pang Zhen accepted it and was slightly surprised after checking, because this time Ten Thousand Demons Ridge had indeed shown not a small amount of sincerity, the terms in the jade slip had not been cut down much, and this result was a bit better than he had expected.

Negotiations are just like doing business; one party parks the high price while the other cuts it down, and then they slowly negotiate a result acceptable to both sides.

Previous negotiations had obviously been very unsmooth, but suddenly Ten Demons Ridge had taken such a big step back...

There is always a reason for anomalies, and Pang Zhen, having been around for a long time, vaguely sensed that something was wrong, necessarily due to some reason that had prompted Ten Thousand Demons Ridge to make such a decision, but what that reason was, he did not yet know.

His eyes flickered as he handed the jade slip to the sect master, "Veteran Thang, take a look."

The sect master, who had been resting with closed eyes, opened them. He had previously stated he would not participate in this negotiation, and yet Pang Zhen still wanted him to see the contents of the jade slip, which obviously indicated that some unexpected event had occurred.

The sect master took the jade slip, briefly explored it, and was equally surprised, as Ten Thousand Demons Ridge had indeed taken a major step back.

The sect master then looked up towards the elder from Ten Thousand Demons Ridge.

Pang Zhen did the same.

The elder’s eyes twitched, knowing the secret couldn’t be kept any longer, so he directly said, "The Cloud Mist Cult’s territory has been taken over, and right now, as of just now, the Miluo Sect’s territory has also been taken over."

He turned to look at the sect master, "The Righteous Blood Sect has produced a remarkable youngster."