Fox Demon: Why did your brother beat you up every day at the beginning of the month?

Outside the main hall of Tushan, the Five Poison Protectors, led by Gai Laotaijun, stood waiting for the result.

However, compared to when they came to Tushan before, Tushan is much more prosperous now. Not only has the residential area more than doubled in size, but even the wooden tile houses have been replaced by fortress houses made of unknown materials.

The commercial street has expanded to nearly three times its original size, and it is filled with monsters from various regions. There are also quite a few humans who stroll around the street quite naturally and open their own small shops, which is something that would never be seen in other monster realms.

Its prosperity surpasses that of the most prosperous market streets in human territory.

Moreover, the guards around the palace were not all fox demons clad in silver armor, but rather unfamiliar monster faces.

These monsters stood tall and straight, most of them exuding an aura that ranged from the peak of the Demon King to the peak of the Great Demon King. Their faces and eyes were very resolute and serious, and they stood in two neat rows, holding halberds.

They carried silver-white nine-ringed broadswords on their backs, with talismans and pills in the pouches on their left sides and a row of magical throwing knives on their right sides. Their golden armor exuded an extraordinary aura, and their red cloaks fluttered and rustled in the wind.

Behind them lay prostrate mountain tigers, each with a large, white, piercing gaze. These enormous tigers, clad in silver armor, lay on the ground, dozing and resting lazily behind their masters.

The white tigers had brown saddles on their backs, clearly the mounts of these guards.

These golden-armored guards, whom they had never seen before on Mount Tu, all appeared to be quite formidable in strength.

"Wow, Tushan is really rich! Just look at the silver swords and magical artifacts on the backs of these guards—each one is a top-grade magic treasure worth tens of thousands of taels of silver!"

Poison Child stood beside Poison Lady and shouted loudly, his eyes fixed on the armor and magical artifacts on the guards.

"Quiet down, Poison Boy." Poison Lady gently covered Poison Boy's mouth and scolded him a couple of times.

Old Madam Gai, standing in front, frowned deeply. The Tu Shan family was all-powerful, not only because of that Taoist priest with supernatural abilities.

Even with just the Silver Moon Commander standing guard at the palace gate, exuding the aura of a great demon king, and Chu Batian, who cultivated both magic and body, he might not be a match for him.

"Tushan... how long has it been... how come so many geniuses have emerged?"

Grandma Gai still remembered the last time she came to Tushan a few years ago. Although Tushan was not weak at that time, it was only wealthy and did not have much combat power. The only top-level combat power on the surface was the demon Tushan Honghong.

Now, not only has Dongfang Haoyang, who can defeat the legendary Three Young Masters of Aolai, arrived, but also the Taoist master of Tushan with boundless magical power.

In addition, there is Jin Linling, the master of Huangfeng Ridge; Chu Batian, the commander of the Imperial Guards of Tushan; the Black Mountain Demon; the Centipede Demon King; and a host of other top demon kings.

They also cultivated such a top-tier army with luxurious features.

What are they, Tushan, trying to do? Unify the human and demon realms?!

It seems the Poison King had a long-term vision; by submitting sooner, he could avoid being beaten and enjoy the fruits of his labor sooner...

Will their Poison King be able to leave alive after this incident...?

"Sigh, it's really strange. With our Five Poison Guards protecting the place, no one except royalty is allowed to enter. How could they have disappeared? And there are signs of a struggle..."

"Daughter, what do you think?"

Old Madam Gai opened her somewhat cloudy panda eyes and looked at the Poisonous Woman dressed in red.

"My daughter also felt something was amiss, but to be able to conjure someone up out of thin air without anyone noticing, one must either possess extraordinary abilities or..."

"You mean...it was someone you knew who committed the crime...?"

"My daughter wouldn't dare to talk nonsense."

"Hmph, even our old Poison King might not be able to get past that Taoist priest from Tushan, so what's there to be afraid of..."

"However... using someone else to do the dirty work..."

The old panda sighed heavily, gripping the bamboo stick tightly in her hand, which made a cracking sound.

She looked towards the entrance of the main hall, her heart filled with worry.

"If that were to happen... the Southern Kingdom would face a catastrophe..."

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Inside the hall.

Dongfang Haoyang sat in the main seat, his brows slightly furrowed. His fingers tapped lightly on the solid wood table, producing a crisp clicking sound.

The boy with the ahoge (cowlick) stared sharply at Huan Du Qingtian, the old poison king of the Southern Kingdom, who sat opposite him in the chair, a forced smile on his face, his wrinkles crinkling together.

"So you sent the Five Poison Guards to guard the area around the guild hall, but our three fox demon envoys from Tushan still mysteriously disappeared inside."

"And during the whole process, not a single sound was made?"

"That's how it is..."

"You're kidding me!!"

The Poison King wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling a chilling pressure!

The young man opposite him was radiating terrifying golden flames, and a low vortex emanated from him. His golden eyes stared coldly at him. The Poison King wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and quickly continued to speak.

"I am absolutely not lying about this matter; I swear on my deceased wife."

The Poison King had no reason or motive to attack the Tu Shan delegation. Moreover, Huan Du Qing Tian had originally intended to submit to Tu Shan, after all, this Daoist was a terrifying existence that even the Third Young Master could not defeat.

Dongfang Haoyang stared intently at Huan Du Qingtian, whose face was covered in cold sweat, for a moment, then nodded.

He confirmed that Huan Du Qingtian had indeed not lied to him.

Haoyang's Word of Power magic, Golden Eyes, did not detect even the slightest emotional fluctuation in Huandu Qingtian's demonic power, meaning that Huandu Qingtian had not hidden anything from him.

However, given his age and experience, it's possible he can control his emotions.

However, Haoyang believed that an old monster who had lived for ten thousand years and refused to die would not joke about his own life.

Moreover, doing so would not benefit his Southern Kingdom in the slightest, and would only lead to full-scale retaliation from Tushan, without any motive or benefit for him.

"Okay, I believe you, but you have to give me an explanation for this."

"No problem, Daoist. This time we brought more than a dozen carts of gold and silver treasures, just to restore our old friendship with Tushan and repair the relationship between Tushan and the Southern Kingdom."

To Huan Du Qingtian, who had a fawning expression, Dongfang Haoyang calmly raised his celadon teacup, took a sip of tea, and spoke in an unquestionable tone with a firm look in his eyes.

"The compensation issue is not under my jurisdiction. You can talk to Rongrong about it, but I want you to catch the murderer within a week."

"Otherwise, I will personally go to your southern country to seek justice for them, and then I won't be so polite as I am now!"

"As for befriending him, let's talk about that after you catch the murderer!"

Huan Du Qingtian wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, nodding and smiling obsequiously, how could he dare to disobey?

Tu Shan Rongrong chuckled, and seeing that it was about time, she walked over from the side, clasped her hands together, and handed the compensation receipt to the Poison King of the Southern Kingdom.

"This is compensation for the palace repair costs. Of course, the amount of compensation and damages for this incident in the Southern Kingdom is yet to be determined."

Huan Du Qingtian's mouth twitched violently as he looked at the twelve thousand taels of compensation. "This floor is made of gold? Even gold wouldn't be worth this much money!"

"What's wrong?"

"No, no... I'll pay, I'll pay..." Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, the Poison King could only endure it. After all, this Daoist's strength far exceeded his expectations; it was too terrifying...

Faced with fate, he could only grit his teeth and bear it.