I proved immortality through the imperial examination.

Chapter 198 The Marquis of the Golden Seal (Silver Sprout 5)
Xue Xiang glanced at the still unconscious little baby, then leaped onto the Wenxu Platform and sat down cross-legged.

A glance outside the cave entrance revealed a bright and calm Bohai Bay, bathed in sunlight.

He has now completed the task of bringing back Zhongwu's remains and is calculating that there should be about two months left before he can contemplate the Wendao Stele.

Instead of rushing back, he felt it necessary to thoroughly review his journey through the turbulent waters of Wenyuan.

First, the gains in terms of identity.

After this trip, he gained another identity as a member of the demon race.

With the name of Xiong Jingang, he is sure to become famous in the world of demons.

In the future, if I want to interact with the demon race, having this identity will provide leverage for many difficult tasks.

Besides his identity as a demon, his avatar, the Lord of Mingde Cave, also received a great deal of attention.

It is conceivable that in the near future, the Master of Mingde Dongxuan will be included among the legendary Confucian sages.

This will be crucial for his future journey among humans.

In short, if the situation changes in the future, he can gain an advantageous position by controlling the change of identity.

Second, the acquisition of the sword intent of the Benevolent Sword.

The sword intent of Renjian, which had been dormant for 30,000 years, was finally subdued by him with the "Ode to Righteousness".

At this moment, it sleeps peacefully in the literary palace, nourished by his literary energy.

Currently, Xue Xiang is unaware of the wondrous uses of the Benevolent Sword's intent, but keeping it around is always a good idea.

Third, the transformation of the physical body.

During his journey through the Chaotic Sea Demon Realm, his peerless Dao Foundation refined countless morning and evening dews, strengthening his physical body, which had already undergone the baptism of heavenly tribulation, to an unimaginable degree.

So far, he has not yet tested the limits of his demonic power.

However, there is absolutely no doubt that it can withstand the physical body of a Nascent Soul level demon.

Even in his non-demonized state, Xue Xiang was confident that as long as they got close, his physical strength could easily tear apart a Core Formation cultivator.

In addition to physical strength, a strong body also provides defensive capabilities.

A body so tough that even a sword could not pierce it is essentially immune to attacks from those within the Foundation Establishment stage.

Xue Xiang would not find it too difficult to deal with an attack from a Core Formation Realm cultivator.

Thinking of his physical body, Xue Xiang turned his attention to his storage ring and glanced at the piles of black morning and evening dew.

Finally, the focus shifted to the purple morning and evening dew.

With these morning and evening dews, his demonic body can be further strengthened.

Not only that, he can also consume morning and evening dew at any time to transform into a demon body.

This is very advantageous for his identity transition.

Fourth, the acquisition of the secret technique of sound transmission.

This secret technique was taught to him by Xiong Jinzun. Although it may seem like a trivial skill, Xue Xiang knew that if used properly, it could have tremendous uses.

Fifth, and of course, is the ultimate goal: the return of Zhongwu's remains.

Once this item is returned, he will undoubtedly be number one in academic credits.

This laid an incredibly solid foundation for contemplating the literary stele and successfully constructing the realm of sentences.

All things considered, this trip has been very fruitful.

He took a deep breath, and his spiritual energy surged within him, like the surging tide.

The Wenxu Terrace, where I sat, was bathed in the interplay of light and shadow.

Like stars, the Wenxu Pearls swam around the outer circle of the Wenxu Platform.

Xue Xiang suddenly frowned slightly, "Did I leave too casually? It would be good to get some more demon cores. With these things, the cultivation speed will be extremely fast."

Once the thought crossed his mind, Xue Xiang suddenly felt that leaving the Chaotic Sea Demon Realm just like that was too much of a loss.

Xue Xiang regulated his breathing for a moment, then his consciousness sank into his sea of ​​consciousness.

There was a point of light in his sea of ​​consciousness, and that point of light was the reflection of the Wenxu Blessed Land in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The transmission of ideas to the Blessed Land of Literature and Prosperity relies entirely on those points of light.

His consciousness sank into the light spot, which exploded, creating a circular light array in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Within the array of light, there was a bright golden spot.

In Xue Xiang's understanding, those bright spots were teleportation anchor points.

Having used the Wenxu Blessed Land teleportation method many times, Xue Xiang had mastered the teleportation technique.

The teleportation mechanism of Wenxu Blessed Land is very different from ordinary formations—it relies on "anchor points".

The place he leaves through the Wenxu teleportation will be remembered as his anchor point.

For example, he was teleported from the Chaotic Sea Demon Realm to the Blessed Land of Literature.

The point from which you are teleported will be teleported by Wenxu and marked as the anchor point.

Now, with a single thought, he can transmit the message back to the anchor point from the blessed land of Wenxu.

Within a month, Wenxu Blessed Land can mark four anchor points.

In other words, if he leaves Wenxu Blessed Land now and goes to Canglan Academy, he can also return to Wenxu Blessed Land through Canglan Academy.

Canglan Academy became the second anchor point.

Moreover, anchor points will automatically disappear after one month if they are not used.

A thought flashed through Xue Xiang's mind, and the next instant, he reappeared on the surface of the Chaotic Sea Demon Realm.

He immediately swallowed a Morning Dew, transformed into a demon body, and sped toward Ice and Fire Island, where the Youxiong family was located.

Along the way, he encountered countless patrol soldiers from the demon clan alliances, but Xue Xiang easily passed through each checkpoint thanks to the Quicksand Token given to him by a certain demon clan elder.

Half a day later, Xue Xiang arrived at Icefire Island.

The air was thick with the scent of cold and blazing heat.

As soon as he reached the outskirts of Icefire Island, he sensed a oppressive and chilling aura from afar.

On the sea outside the island, densely packed demon soldiers were already arrayed, their banners fluttering in the wind, their demonic aura like smoke. On the rocky shore, tattered battle flags were planted everywhere, the bloodstains still wet, clearly indicating that a fierce battle had just taken place.

"It's Lord Kongo!"

"Lord Kongo is back!"

"........."

The demons were greatly encouraged.

Before long, a tall figure descended from the sky, his black and gold scales reflecting the firelight; it was none other than Youxiong Jinzun.

"Big...Big brother, you're back."

Jin Zun looked haggard, with bloodshot eyes.

Xue Xiang landed beside him, glanced around, and saw the demon soldiers on the island were on high alert, their expressions solemn.

Even the once bustling market is now completely deserted.

"What happened?"

he asks.

Youxiong Jinzun said in a deep voice, "Duowen Zhong... has already ordered that the Youxiong clan be expelled from the Crimson Moon Territory. The relocation must be completed within three days, or it will be considered treason."

Xue Xiang's brow furrowed. "Expelled? We are the vanguard tribe of the Crimson Moon Territory, why should we be treated like this?"

Jin Zun gave a wry smile and shook his head, saying, "The reason... I don't know either. I only know that Duo Wenzhong suddenly gathered the various tribes of the Red Moon Territory and said that the Xiong lineage of ours 'harbors treacherous intentions'."

Those tribes that usually fawned over Duowenzhong all echoed his sentiments. "Now that the order has been given, if we don't leave, we will fight to the death."

He looked up toward the distant Crimson Moon Territory, his voice filled with suppressed resentment.

Xue Xiang was silent for a moment, then said, "If that's really the case, why fight so bitterly? The clan can be relocated, the fire can be rekindled, why must we perish together?"

Youxiong Jinzun's gaze deepened: "Migration means the disintegration of the clan. Although the demon realm is vast, there is no land without a master."

If we leave Crimson Moon Territory, wherever we relocate, we will inevitably face competition for land with other races. At that point, the war will only intensify.

He sighed softly, then his tone suddenly became urgent, and he whispered, "Good luck, you are not one of my people, you shouldn't get involved."

"Let's hurry and go while there's still time."

Xue Xiang looked up at the sky and slowly said, "If I leave now, and outsiders spread the word, wouldn't it make me look like Youxiong Jingang deserted his post?"
Besides, now that I'm here, there's no reason for me to lose this battle.

Before Xue Xiang could finish speaking, a low horn sounded from afar, like the roar of a beast, shaking the seabed.

Immediately afterwards, the sea surface churned with tides, and layers of crimson light rolled in from the eastern sky, as if blood were burning.

Outside Icefire Island, the wind suddenly stopped, and all the demons fell silent.

In that crimson light, the army formations stretched out, banners like clouds.

The demon army of the seven major alliances lined up high above the sea, their demonic energy forming waves that stretched for dozens of miles.

With each blast of the horn, the heavens and earth trembled.

The demon soldiers of the Youxiong tribe were all lined up on the shore, weapons in hand, their faces tense. Even the sound of the waves crashing on the shore seemed to be swallowed up by this murderous atmosphere.

Duowen Zhong stood atop the Crimson Tide War Chariot, clad in black iron armor, his eyes like those of a hawk, his voice booming across the entire island, cutting through the gale: "The Youxiong Clan! Harboring rebellious intentions, plotting against the Crimson Moon! If they do not relocate within three days, their entire clan will be exterminated without mercy!"

His voice was like thunder, and after he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.

Xue Xiang looked up and saw the Crimson Tide army, layer upon layer, like a wall made of blood and iron, slowly approaching Icefire Island.

On the island, the demon soldiers were slightly flustered, some gripping their weapons tightly, their faces pale.
Some quietly retreated, unable to hide the fear in their eyes.

A few lesser demons took advantage of the chaos to sneak into the sea, transforming into undercurrents and escaping into the depths.

"Duowen Zhong actually mobilized the Seven Tribes Alliance?"

"They're trying to wipe out my entire race..."

Youxiong Jinzun stood on a high place, his face ashen. The firelight reflected off his scales, flickering erratically.

Xue Xiang looked around and saw that the island market had long since become ruins. The hustle and bustle and laughter of the past had turned into a deathly silence under the battle flag.

Clouds pressed down on the sea, and the sound of the wind seemed to be choked.

The Red Tide army stopped three miles outside the island, its warships floating in the air, surrounded by light arrays.

A giant, crimson-gold chariot slowly descended from the sky, its body covered in flames and runes, pulled by four crimson-eyed giant apes.

Duowen Zhong, the leader of the Crimson Moon Demon Lord, stood before the chariot.

He wore a tall crown and thick armor, his cloak fluttering in the wind. His gaze swept over the myriad demons on Icefire Island, and his voice boomed like thunder.

"The Youxiong lineage originally served as the Red Moon Vanguard, tasked with guarding the eastern part of the Demon Realm! However, in recent years, their behavior has been erratic, secretly colluding with the human race and repeatedly violating prohibitions!"

He raised his hand and pointed, and crimson light exploded in mid-air, transforming into a curtain of fire. Several lines of text appeared on the curtain of fire—

"Crime 1: Unauthorized collection of human remnants, attempting to interbreed and procreate!"

Crime Two: Refusing to offer spiritual sand and privately refining demon cores!

Third sin: Failing to fulfill one's duty and causing chaos among the people…

With each recitation, the curtain of fire trembled, and the hearts of the demon soldiers on the island sank accordingly.

The firelight shone on people's faces, casting a deathly ashes.

Duowenzhong withdrew his hand, his voice even colder: "Our demon race has its own order of sacred mountains. Those who go against this order will be punished along with their relatives! Venerable Xiong, do you dare to defy the heavenly army?"

Just as Duo Wenzhong's words had faded, a low tremor suddenly came from Icefire Island.

boom--

The seawater burst open, and a giant shadow emerged from the tide.

It was a giant monster clad in dark gold armor, its scales shimmering, its feet treading on flames and icy tides, its eyes like gleaming gold.

With each step he took, the sea level sank.

The demons on Icefire Island looked up, were first taken aback, and then the whole place erupted in cheers.

"It's Lord Kongo!"

"Lord Kongo is back!"

"..."

The shouts were like waves, echoing across the sea and sky.

Xue Xiang was very satisfied with the demon race battle robe that Xiong Jinzun had prepared for him. A long wind swept around him, and flames and cold mist intertwined around him, giving him a bit of the feel of "The Return of the Great Sage".

Duowenzhong was greatly alarmed, and the leaders of the allied forces also looked tense.

Although they were acting under orders, Xiong Jingang's reputation was not just for show.

Xue Xiang scanned the entire audience and shouted loudly, his voice like an iron bell striking a stone: "I have a Xiong clan that has guarded the Crimson Moon for a thousand years, going on countless expeditions, with 30% of them dying in battle."

"Duowenzhong, if you intend to falsely accuse my clan, please think carefully before you do so!"

Duowenzhong swallowed hard, his voice trembling, "This, this, actually..."

Xue Xiang snorted coldly and leaped onto a huge stone pillar that pierced the sea.

Then I saw him slowly raise one hand.

The hand was covered in dark gold scales, and when it clenched its fist, a giant wave surged up from the sea.

He grabbed the stone pillar with his backhand, pulled hard, and with a loud crack, the stone pillar stood up.

In an instant, with the force of his palms, more and more of the stone pillars pierced the sea surface. In a moment, the stone pillars revealed their true form, with the thickest parts reaching over ten feet and the overall length exceeding one hundred feet. They shimmered with algae light, like pillars supporting the sea.

"go with!"

In the next instant, Xue Xiang swung his arms and hurled the stone pillar!

bang——

The stone pillar shot through the air, transforming into a streak of black and gold light that traversed hundreds of feet of sea and sky before crashing heavily onto the opposite shore.

The cliffs crumbled, crimson flames filled the sky, and the entire sea trembled.

For a moment, only the echo of the falling pebbles remained in the air.

All the demon soldiers held their breath in their chests.

Xue Xiang withdrew his hand, his expression calm, his voice like a night bell: "Duowen Zhong, since you have led troops to invade, I do not wish to commit unnecessary bloodshed."

They were all of my demon race, and those who died in battle were all my own brothers.

If that doesn't work, you can come at me together with the seven demon kings.

If I die in battle, you may do whatever you want with the Youxiong clan.

If you are killed in battle, you may retreat and return home.

After he finished speaking, his blood and qi surged.

A surging aura of malevolence rose into the sky, overwhelming the true color of the crimson moon.

All the demon soldiers of the Youxiong family knelt down in unison, and the Crimson Moon Allied Forces also involuntarily took a half step back.

Duowenzhong's forehead veins throbbed, and his chest heaved violently.

He stared at Xue Xiang's cold, iron-like red eyes and couldn't help but tremble.

After a long pause, he gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Jin Gang, to be honest, I didn't want this either, it's just a disaster brought down by heaven."

The other day, Shao Dian Mingzhang suffered a qi deviation while practicing Falun Dafa and was on the verge of death. Shao Dian Youqing was furious, believing that Shao Dian Mingzhang's defeat was due to him, which caused Shao Dian Mingzhang's inner demons to grow.

The Shaodian family is one of the most powerful families in the Southern Frontier. As for the will of the Shaodian family, I... I am powerless to change it..."

Xue Xiang frowned slightly, never expecting such a twist.

Duowen Zhongdao said, "Why don't you, Brother Jingang, go and meet with the young patriarch of the Shaodian family in person, and have a chat?"

I suggest you go to Liusha River and ask Senior Baiyin for help; he's the one who gave you the Liusha Token.

His status was highly respected, no less than that of the young head of the family.

Xue Xiang sneered, "Going astray in cultivation is due to insufficient practice; inner demons causing chaos is due to an unstable state of mind. If Shaodian Mingzhang dies because of this, he can only blame himself for his unstable Dao heart. What does it have to do with me?"

He slowly rose, his arms outstretched, his blood and qi surging forth, soaring into the sky and weaving into a wave of flowing light. "I am the Xiong clan, a mighty warrior clan. What threat do we have? If the Shaodian family truly seeks revenge, then come at me."

He paused briefly, his gaze sharp as lightning, fixed on the front. "In the Demon Realm, it's not only the Shaodian family that can reign supreme."

These words shocked all the demon soldiers on the island.

They were already terrified, but now it felt as if they were being poured into a raging fire.

"Fearless in the face of bears!"

"Fight! Fight to the very end!"

Youxiong Jinzun looked at him, a glint in his eyes, and a burning passion rising in his heart.

Just then, a loud rumbling sound came from the sea.

That was the resounding roar of thousands of demon soldiers advancing in formation, riding the waves.

The crimson moonlight shone through the clouds, making the waves appear as red as blood.

In the distance, a black tide surged, banners stretched to the sky, and demonic energy and killing intent mingled together.

The banners of the Shaodian family fluttered in the wind, followed by eight winged beasts that soared through the air to clear a path. In the center stood a man clad in red armor and a silver belt, with eyes like those of a hawk—it was Shaodian Zhengming, son of Shaodian Youqing, father of Shaodian Mingzhang, and the current first heir of the Shaodian family.

His chariot was a fiery red chariot, its four hooves burning with fire, and wherever it passed, the sea would boil.

A thousand demons swarmed behind the carriage, their imposing presence resembling a moving sea of ​​fire.

Duowenzhong's face turned pale, and he immediately changed his tone, shouting loudly: "The Youxiong lineage has betrayed the main alliance, secretly gathered troops, and disobeyed orders. Their crimes are unforgivable!"

In my capacity as Lord of the Crimson Moon, I hereby order the Youxiong clan to hand over the Golden Venerable and Vajra Heads, disband their army, and relocate from the Crimson Moon territory.

As soon as he finished speaking, the bugle call sounded again in the air.

Deep and desolate, echoing between the sky and the sea, like the sound of drums announcing the extinction of a race.

"They can't even handle a mere Xiong tribe, they're useless."

Shao Dian Zhengming shouted loudly, "I heard that Xiong Jingang has returned. Perfect, take him down as well."

The next instant, the rune array on the Crimson Flame Chariot suddenly lit up, and countless fire patterns rose up in the sky, falling towards Icefire Island like a meteor shower.

The entire sea was simultaneously engulfed by flames and thunder.

On Icefire Island, the drums have already sounded.

"Island Protection Formation—Activate!"

With a roar, the golden bear on the island shone brightly, and ice and flames mingled, forming a protective dome of interwoven ice and fire.

Fire rain crashed against the dome, creating a continuous roar as flames scattered.

Xue Xiang stared directly at Shao Dian Zhengming, thinking of capturing the leader first, when suddenly a golden light shot from the horizon.

In that instant, the sky changed color.

The golden light was neither fire nor thunder; it descended from the sky, layer upon layer, suppressing everything.

The wind stopped, and the waves subsided.

Even the roaring Crimson Flame Chariot seemed to be frozen in mid-air by an invisible force. The flames froze, and the light and shadow stagnated.

Countless powerful demons looked up at the same time and saw a colorful carriage slowly emerging from the distant horizon.

Nine phoenixes carrying bells adorn the top of the palanquin, their clear and melodious sounds echoing through the air; rosy clouds rise from the curtains, and auspicious beasts carry the palanquin as it moves.

That was—the imperial carriage of the Demon Court.

"The imperial edict arrives——"

A profound sound resonated, like an ancient bell tolling throughout the four seas.

The horns, the waves, the thunder and lightning were all shattered by this sound and vanished without a trace.

The palanquin stopped in mid-air, and a demon general dressed in a green robe stepped out from behind the curtain, a gilded token hanging on his chest. His voice was as loud as a bell: "By order of the Demon Court, I will read the imperial edict."

He unfurled the golden edict, and auspicious light rose up, like a waterfall of flowing gold.

"What? Is it possible that the Southern Frontier is located in a remote and desolate place, and therefore does not revere the sacred mountain as the ancestral home? Can one not even pay respects to the imperial edict?"

The demon general in green robes shouted coldly.

The demons seemed to awaken from a dream, and they all bowed in respect.

The whispers below were almost like a tidal wave.

"Heavens! When has an imperial edict ever been issued to our Southern Frontier? Does the Demon Court even know who we are?"

“The Demon Court may ignore us, but once it does, who would dare disobey its orders?”

"I've heard that there aren't many people from our Southern Frontier who have become big shots in the Demon Court. How come an imperial edict has suddenly arrived?"

"Could it be fake?"

"The imperial carriage of the Demon Court has arrived. If it's fake, who's lost their mind and dares to impersonate an imperial messenger?"

"Stop talking, listen to this decree, who is it for?"

"........."

Amidst the clamor, the demon general in green robes loudly proclaimed, "You Xiong Jingang rescued Chi Ri Feng Huo, the Grand General of the Northern Expeditionary Army, from the chaotic sea of ​​Wen Yuan, suppressed the demonic tide, and his merits illuminate the nine realms; moreover, with his unparalleled literary courage, he subdued the powerful enemy of the human race, and raised the prestige of our race. All his actions and achievements are extraordinary."

Special conferment—Marquis of Crimson Moon! Bestowed with a golden seal and purple robe, to govern the Crimson Moon Territory!
He also bestowed upon them one hundred cyan demon cores, ten white demon cores, and one black demon core.

Their tribe has a bear, and they will forever be the legitimate allies of the Red Moon!
After receiving the gift, Xiong Jingang chose an opportunity to go to the sacred mountain for further study, preparing for great use.

Golden light reflects on the sea, each word as sharp as iron.

The green-robed demon general's voice boomed across the surrounding area, each word causing the demons' hearts to burn like fire.

Countless demon soldiers and generals on the sea prostrated themselves in worship.

"Marquis Crimson Moon—The Bear Vajra!"

They shouted in unison, and the waves surged as if to celebrate the new marquis.

Xue Xiang stood atop the island, his hands clasped behind his back, his robes fluttering in the wind. Golden light surrounded him, and all wind and fire ceased.

Duowenzhong, Shaodian Zhengming, and the leaders of the various tribes all turned deathly pale.

The once arrogant and domineering army of flames now dared not even breathe loudly.

They finally realized that fate had changed, and the master of Crimson Moon Territory had been replaced.

Before the golden light dissipated, the colorful palanquin in the sky slowly closed in.

The demon general in green robes stood with the imperial edict in hand, then leaped down to Xue Xiang and handed him the decree.

Xue Xiang accepted the gift with clasped hands and was about to express his gratitude when the demon general in the green robe suddenly bowed to him with great respect in his eyes, "Lord Red Moon above, I am Red Sun Flowing Cloud, Red Sun Wind and Fire is my ancestor."

"The Red Moon Marquis's act of saving us will be forever remembered by the entire Red Sun family."

He stood tall and straight, with a faint glow burning at his temples, and his features hinted at the fiery spirit of the sun and wind.

Having said that, Chi Ri Liu Yun bowed deeply in full view of everyone.

The sea breeze billowed, the golden robes fluttered, and the entire audience was completely silent.

The demon kings of Crimson Moon Territory looked at each other in disbelief. None of them had expected that the person who delivered the decree was actually a descendant of the famous Crimson Sun Wind and Fire, and even admitted that Crimson Sun Wind and Fire had been saved by Bear Vajra.

Shao Dian Zhengming's face froze completely; he wanted to look up, but dared not.

Duowen Zhong knelt down like a mountain, his whole body drenched in cold sweat.

Xue Xiang looked down at Chi Ri Liu Yun and nodded slightly: "General Liu Yun, you flatter me. As fellow demons, it is our duty to fight against humans. How could we not do our best?"

Chi Ri Liu Yun looked up and smiled, his eyes filled with respect: "Lord Marquis is indeed humble and modest. No wonder our ancestor often said: If another saint were to emerge in the Demon Realm, it would surely be You Xiong Jingang."

Having said that, he stepped back, knelt on one knee, and presented the golden seal.

The golden seal is shaped like a reclining bear, and the base is inscribed with "Suppressing the Red Moon Frontier".

At the touch, a radiant glow rose up, and the bear's shadow danced in the sky, as if announcing the birth of a new master.

Xue Xiang reached out and took it, his palm trembling slightly.

In the distance, between the mountains and the sea, countless demons knelt down, their voices merging into a roaring tide:

"Greetings, Marquis Crimson Moon!"

At that moment, all was still.

Chi Ri Liu Yun surveyed the surroundings, his gaze sweeping over the Crimson Flame Chariot and the shattered flag array, before settling on the scorched earth and embers, his expression slightly hardening.

"This... is this the battlefield from just now?"

Before he finished speaking, the atmosphere on the island suddenly became tense.

Duo Wenzhong quickly lowered his head, sweat beading on his forehead, and dared not say another word.

Xue Xiang raised his hand and said indifferently, "It's just a minor misunderstanding, nothing to worry about."

Chi Ri Liu Yun's eyes flashed, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "Misunderstanding? Ha, under the Chi Yue territory, demon soldiers are in full force, and the sea is ablaze. Is this considered a 'misunderstanding'? Your Excellency is too magnanimous."

His gaze shifted abruptly, locking onto Duowenzhong.

"Judging from your attire, you must be the lord of the Crimson Moon Demon Clan. May I ask, Lord, what is the purpose of this siege and attack on the island?"

Duowen Zhong's face turned deathly pale, and he almost collapsed to the ground, trembling as he spoke: "I, I, was... I was acting on the orders of the young patriarch..."

The Shaodian family is a powerful and influential clan; I dare not disrespect them.

Duowenzhong had long since regretted it.

He never dreamed that Xiong Jingang could create such a situation in such a short period of time.

If I had known this would happen, I would never have betrayed him a second time.

"Oh?" Chi Ri Liu Yun replied calmly, "The Shao Dian family?"
When did a single family and surname become able to supersede the laws of the demon court?

"Who is the head of the Shaodian family? Step forward."

His tone was soft, yet it was as powerful as thunder.

Shao Dian Zhengming's expression changed drastically. He stepped forward, cupped his hands in greeting, and was about to speak when Chi Ri Liu Yun sneered, "The Southern Frontier is located in a remote area, and the Demon Court has not ruled it for a long time."

But beneath the sacred mountain, the demon race was united.

You, of the Shaodian lineage, should not think that the Demon Court is without people.

I don't want to say anything more. Let the young patriarch of the Dian family go to the Holy Mountain immediately and confess his crimes.

If they do not arrive within three days, their entire clan will be exterminated.

The blazing sun and flowing clouds sounded like a resounding bell, echoing for miles around.

The entire place fell silent; the wind ceased.

All the demons under the Crimson Moon's command bowed their heads, not daring to even breathe.

Chi Ri Liu Yun cupped his hands to Xue Xiang and said, "I will leave Chi Yue Territory to you, Lord Marquis. If you ever visit the sacred mountain, I will welcome you with open arms."

Goodbye.

After speaking, he turned and boarded the carriage.

The heavenly fire reignited, and the colorful palanquin soared into the sky, its flames illuminating the entire sea and sky.

Only after the flames had completely dissipated did the demons dare to raise their heads.

The way they looked at Xue Xiang had completely changed—fear, awe, and worship intertwined into a silence that was almost one of reverence.

Duowenzhong was the first to kneel down, his forehead pressed against the gravel, his voice almost trembling:
"I was foolish and listened to slander, offending the Marquis. I deserve to die."

Please forgive me, Your Excellency. From this day forward, I, the Chief of the Crimson Moon Territory, will obey Your Excellency's every command.

Subsequently, all seven leaders of the Crimson Moon Alliance bowed and kowtowed.

They originally came only following the orders of Duowenzhong, all thinking that after annihilating the Youxiong tribe, they would all get a share of the spoils.

Now things have gotten really good; the Youxiong clan has produced a Youxiong Vajra who has been granted a golden seal by the Demon Court.

Even the creation of the world couldn't have been this awe-inspiring.

Xue Xiang stood with his hands behind his back, a gentle breeze ruffling the cloak draped over his back, his gaze sweeping lightly over the bowed figures.

He neither hid his smile nor showed any anger, but simply nodded slightly. "Enough with the pleasantries. Tomorrow, Icefire Island will host a banquet. Please come to the island and join us for a chat."

The demons looked bewildered, but responded in unison, "Yes, sir!"

They all knew in their hearts that hosting the banquet was the Marquis's order, and also a test of their loyalty.

Anyone who dares not come will have nowhere to hide.

After the demons dispersed, Xiong Jinzun said in a low voice, "Why hold a banquet? Why give those bastards a nice look?"

Of all those present, only Xiong Jinzun knew Xue Xiang's background, and he was the one most shocked.

He still remembered meeting this person for the first time half a month ago.

This lucky guy was just a minor character. How long has it been? This person first consumed the morning and evening dews, and then cultivated a demonic body.

Immediately afterwards, he fought in the arena and, bearing the name of his elder brother, became famous throughout the southern border.

Now, after a trip to the chaotic Wen Yuan Sea, he has had another extraordinary encounter and has become the Golden Seal Marquis, a title that countless powerful demons cannot obtain.

However, the true form of Xiong Jingang is actually a human.

Is there anything more absurd than this?

“The Crimson Moon Demon Territory cannot consist of only the Xiong family.”

Xue Xiang said in a deep voice, "I cannot stay here for long either. This land should still be entrusted to you to guard."

We've known each other for a while now, and we're quite compatible in temperament.

"With the Crimson Moon Demon Territory now in your hands, my fate with Bear Vajra has not been in vain."

Upon hearing him mention Youxiong Jinzun, Youxiong Jinzun's eyes turned bloodshot, and he turned his head away.

…………

The Youxiong clan held a grand banquet to celebrate Youxiong Jingang being granted the title of Marquis with a Golden Seal. Initially, they didn't intend to make it too big of a spectacle.

But the news spread like wildfire, reaching every corner of the world.

When the banquet was held, even Xiong Jinzun was dumbfounded. He had no idea that countless great demons were lurking in the southern border region.

On that day, Xue Xiang only showed up at the beginning of the banquet, giving face to the several Nascent Soul stage demons.

He then went into the storeroom to take stock of the gifts he had received.

Apart from hundreds of demon cores of various kinds, he didn't take anything else.

He didn't want to have any sentimental farewells with Youxiong Jinzun. He left a letter and then decided to return directly to Wenxu Blessed Land.

(End of this chapter)