wo!” The Myriad Poison Ancestor was ready, not to continue fighting or to save Ru Xin, but ready to leave.

“You can piss off, you wretched spawn!” Gong Yuan gritted her teeth and struck Ru Xin in the back.
Originally, she wanted to heavily injure her, but a face suddenly floated before her eyes, making her heart soften and only planting a cluster of coldness within her.

Hmph, looks like you have some sense in you!” The Myriad Poison Ancestor was pleased.
He did not even look at Ru Xin.

“You’re not going to cure the poison?” Gong Yuan said coldly, “I’ve already planted coldness within her body-”

“I’ve already said.
It’s just a disciple, so even if she dies, she dies! Don’t make me repeat myself.
Before I cure them, let’s finish the deal first! If the deal doesn’t work out, there’s no point keeping her around anyway, so feel free to kill her!”

“You still want to make a deal with me? What do you want?”

Gong Yuan was both surprised and furious.
Normally, regardless of their alignment, great cultivators still had some sense of honour, but she never thought the Myriad Poison Ancestor would be so shameless, making her grit her teeth.
Never had she suffered such humiliation.

“The Lost Stalks of the King of Yue!”

“So it really is that ram pulling strings! Alright, I’ll give you the Lost Stalks of the King of Yue, but only after this ‘disciple’ of yours upholds her promise and kills a hundred thousand fire devourers.
I want all hundred thousand, without a single missing.”

As soon as Gong Yuan heard the words “Lost Stalks of the King of Yue”, she became confident that this was mister Ram’s scheme.
After all, the item was useless to regular cultivators.
She also resented herself for becoming mentally perturbed and lowering her guard after seeing this “wretched spawn”, which was why he managed to poison them successfully.

“Mister Ram is going to be leaving very soon.
I want it right now!” The Myriad Poison Ancestor extended his hand.

“Your majesty, we can die, but you must never bow your head to the humans! Spurt!” A Merfolk Elder propped himself up, but he spat out a mouthful of poisonous blood as soon as he finished talking, collapsing on the ground and falling unconscious.

“And you still talk nonsense?” The Myriad Poison Ancestor sneered.

“Never bow your head!” “You old monster, feel free to kill us!” The merpeople all called out before coughing up blood and fainting one by one.
They still reminiscenced over the glory of the ancient times.
They would rather die than yield to the despicable, shameful, and contemptible humans.

“Don’t worry! If you die, I’ll immediately destroy the Lost Stalks of the King of Yue so that it can be buried with you! Since the king’s estate wants to restart the war, then come!” Gong Yuan calmed down and gazed at the Myriad Poison Ancestor coldly.

“Hehe, why would that be necessary? My ‘Stoneheart’ isn’t fake.
You should be able to tell.
I’ve spent numerous years researching and developing away arduously, and I’ve returned duty-bound, to help the Merfolk exterminate their powerful enemies.
Compared to these elders, I’m far more ‘loyal and devoted’.
You should be rewarding me instead, your majesty!”

Ru Xin stood up on the surface of the lake and arrived before Gong Yuan step by step, staring right into her eyes.

“Don’t you consider yourself to be calm and collected? Don’t you consider for the entire race? Aren’t you incapable of making a decision based on your feelings? Come, give the Lost Stalks of the King of Yue to me, and I’ll help you kill a hundred thousand fire devourers, or just kill me.
It’s fine.
I have a group of merpeople dying with me anyway.
Oh right, you’ll have to withstand the King of Yue’s wrath too, which is a disastrous event to the race! C’mon, think, your majesty! Come!”

After the residence of the merpeople had shattered, it rapidly recovered its original form.
The entire hall was silent.
Only the pouring rain and the echoes of Ru Xin’s voice were audible in the hall, growing louder and louder until she was almost howling at the end.

Gong Yuan sank into a moment of silence and took out a handful of cleromancy stalks.
The black were dragon horns, and the white were dragon bones.
Despite the passage of so many years, they still emanated with the heavy, unfathomable might of dragons.

Ru Xin accepted the Lost Stalks of the King of Yue and turned around, arriving before the Myriad Poison Ancestor.
The Myriad Poison Ancestor examined them and confirmed they were real, but he raised his head and asked, “Why are there two missing?”

There were a total of forty-nine to the Lost Stalks of the King of Yue.
The king’s estate had thirty stalks, so Gong Yuan should have been in possession of nineteen, but there were only seventeen there.
A black stalk and a white stalk were missing.

It was just like how a single hole on the bottom of a bucket made it broken.
It could still be filled up with water, but it was much less effective.
The Lost Stalks of the King of Yue were no different.

“I’ll give you the last two once you’ve upheld your end of the deal.” Gong Yuan shut her eyes, no longer willing to see them, as she was afraid she would lose control and attack them.

“Alright, that’ll be that then!”

The Myriad Poison Ancestor was about to continue, but Ru Xin could tell they had already pushed Gong Yuan to her limit.
If they pushed her any further, they would only end up parting with a disagreement, so she beat him to it.
The Lost Stalks of the King of Yue were only for holding the king’s estate at bay anyway.
Whether the entire set could be assembled was for the King of Southern Yue to worry about. 

As a result, the Myriad Poison Ancestor said nothing more.
With a wave of his hand, specks of poisonous fire flew out of the merpeople, and they all awakened.

Gong Yuan suddenly realised this wretched spawn definitely was not as simple as just the Myriad Poison Ancestor’s disciple.
Otherwise, since when could disciples make decisions for their master without any objections from their master?

However, it was already too late for all that, and she truly did need the “Stoneheart” to destroy the Fire Devouring Folk.

“Very well.
You’ve once again defeated your own feelings and made the correct decision, which I find admirable.
Farewell, your majesty.
Await my good news! Someone once said to me that even the debt from a glare will be paid back a hundred fold, so I feel a hundred thousand fire devourers is still a little less.
The rest will be up to you.”

Ru Xin calmed down and said that to Gong Yuan right before she left the palace.

Gong Yuan shivered inside.
She also imagined how the fire devourers would respond after the Stoneheart was used.
This battle would probably never end until one side died out completely.

Little sister, is this your blessing, or is this your curse?

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