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

But the next second, Dongfang Haoyang put his finger down, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and shook his head helplessly.

"This is all I can do; it might unleash about 20-30% of your power."

Dongfang Haoyang guessed that the seal placed on the Third Young Master was a rule created by some powerful Dao force that was bound to a certain small world. With his current understanding of the righteous Dao at the half-step Immortal Emperor level, it would be difficult to modify or break it.

"Is that so? Well, that's enough. This time... I owe you one. Thank you..."

The third young master looked at his golden hand, clenched his fist, and felt that the strength of his sleeping body had increased considerably.

However, the thought that if I had spoken to him properly earlier, I could have avoided that fight with him.

Thinking that he might have already received help from the other party, the Third Young Master scratched his cheek somewhat embarrassedly.

"ha?"

Dongfang Haoyang's eyes showed some shock!

This guy actually thanked him. He thought the Third Young Master would say something like, "Why didn't you unseal everything?" or "Did you not do your best to help me?" and then he would beat him up.

"I, the Third Young Master, always keep my promises! Don't look at me with that distrustful look!"

Dongfang Haoyang turned his face away, giving him an expression that said, "I didn't do it."

Of course, even if Haoyang had that kind of strength, he wouldn't be able to completely unseal the Third Young Master. He would need to gather the power of the Third Young Master and all the forces in the world to fight against the Immortal Emperor-level demon outside the cave. Therefore, he couldn't leave out any of the forces that could be united.

But he doesn't need someone who can rival him and seize control.

"Fine, fine. Considering how much you've helped me, I can let bygones be bygones."

Dongfang Haoyang's lips twitched slightly.

Settling scores? A clean break is impossible. However, in the face of a global crisis, Haoyang can overlook their personal grudges.

Everything will have to wait until after this crisis is over.

"Alright, I agree to put aside our grudges for now. Your main body can now go into seclusion in peace, while this clone can remain in the Southern Kingdom as your Poison Child. I will not reveal your identity."

"As for your request... please take care of Tushan for me while I'm away..."

"Heh, you seem to be sitting quite comfortably on the throne of the world's strongest. Well, fine, I agree."

Dongfang Haoyang watched as the Poison Child ran off happily with a bunch of candied hawthorns, peaches, and other snacks. His eye twitched. This guy was really into his role.

"Oh, right, the cave sometimes opens, so remember to be careful. This clone of mine doesn't have much power, so I'll have to rely on you then. You're the strongest right now."

Dongfang Haoyang watched as the Poison Child ran out of the main gate with a relaxed expression...

Damn it, I get this feeling of being forced to take the blame. Is this guy retired to enjoy his demonic life now...?

The outer gate of Tushan City.

"Then we'll take our leave, Master Dao, Third Master, and Second Miss. Take care."

The Poison King and his Five Poison Protectors left with lingering fear, not daring to look back at Dongfang Haoyang and the others as they went.

Once they left the territory of Tushan, everyone from the Southern Kingdom, except for the Poison Child, breathed a huge sigh of relief...

The old Poison King felt his legs go weak. He would probably never forget this meeting with Tushan, and he would never forget Dongfang Haoyang, the new pinnacle of the world and the Daoist Master of Tushan.

His terrifying aura, capable of causing even demons at the Great Demon King level to suffer mental breakdowns and go insane on the spot, is still fresh in my memory.

"From now on, no demon in the Southern Kingdom is allowed to provoke any demon in Tushan. Do you understand? If you see one, go around this path. Anyone who dares to disobey me will be killed!"

"yes!"

Grandma Gai and the Five Poison Protectors both bowed solemnly, agreeing to the request. After all, no one wanted to provoke a terrifying being who could destroy an entire demon realm with a wave of his hand.

…………

night.

"So that poison boy is the Third Young Master?"

"Well, this time we've reached an agreement."

Dongfang Haoyang answered Rongrong's question with a smile, picked up a piece of meat from the steaming hot pot on the table, and put it into Rongrong's bowl, which was already piled high with meat.

"Hmph, if you ask me, that damned monkey should be forced to make a vow to Heaven!" Tu Shan Ya Ya said in a low voice, picking up the bowl and pouring a mountain of meat slices into her mouth.

"Oh, you just don't understand, Sister Ya Ya."

"If we do this, the Third Young Master will be grateful to my brother to some extent. This way, he can protect Tushan without any worries, and we can also carry out the next step of the plan. After all, having more friends means having more options, right, brother?"

As Dongfang Yuechu put meat into Tushan Honghong's bowl next to him, he looked at Dongfang Haoyang with eyes full of admiration and flattery.

He had heard about what happened that afternoon. The Poison King, a hegemon who had ruled for ten thousand years, was so intimidated by his brother's mere glance that the other party didn't dare to breathe.

He kept a smile on his face the whole time, and until he left, the old poison king didn't dare to say a single word against any of the requests Rongrong made.

Dongfang Haoyang glanced at Dongfang Yuechu and put a piece of pork belly into his sycophantic little brother's bowl.

His younger brother, Chuyue, is quite clever, but things aren't entirely as he thinks...

There was no affection or friendship between him and the Third Young Master; their relationship was merely one of mutual exploitation.

"Just eat. If you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll spank your hand tonight."

"Okay, bro!"

Dongfang Yuechu chuckled, picked up the piece of pork belly with his chopsticks, and brought it close to the red lips of the girl next to him who was taking small bites of cilantro.

"Come on, fairy sister, cilantro is so awful, try the pork belly I bought."

Tu Shan Honghong's face flushed slightly. She nodded lightly, hummed in agreement, and chewed the slice of meat she was holding with her chopsticks in small bites before swallowing it.

Watching Honghong eat the slices of meat he had picked up, Dongfang Yuechu felt a great sense of accomplishment.

"Is the fairy sister delicious?"

"good……"

"You son of a bitch! Believe me or not, I'll kill you in a heartbeat!"

Tu Shan Ya Ya, who was standing nearby, could no longer bear it. She threw down her bowl and chopsticks, her forehead veins bulging, and punched Dongfang Yuechu on the head with her little pink fist!

Then he grabbed a handful of uncooked wild cilantro from the table and shoved it into Dongfang Yuechu's mouth!

"Ughhhhhh!" (Help! Help me, brother! Fairy sister! Help!)

Then, amidst the speechless looks of the crowd, Dongfang Yuechu was angrily grabbed by Tushan Yaya's ahoge (cowlick) and dragged to a corner, where she pulled out a spiked club and started smashing it around!

"Hehe, little brother Yuechu is really clever." Tu Shan Rongrong covered her mouth and chuckled.

Dongfang Haoyang took a sip of tea. Ya Ya had gotten into the habit of beating Yuechu, and he turned a blind eye to it. Ya Ya, this little fox demon, was also very measured in her beatings, hurting without causing serious injury or crippling, truly inheriting his skills.

but……

Haoyang looked at Tushan Honghong on the stool next to him, a hint of worry in his eyes.

Tu Shan Rongrong turned her head and keenly noticed Haoyang's actions. A smile appeared on her lips. Her big idiot was always like this. He looked cold, but he was gentler than anyone else.

He must be thinking about what will happen in seven days.

Gently grasping the slightly calloused hand, Tu Shan Rongrong met Dongfang Haoyang's slightly surprised gaze, smiled gently, and nodded slightly.

"Young master, don't worry, Rongrong will always support you~"

Looking into those emerald green eyes, filled with unwavering determination and tender affection, Dongfang Haoyang breathed a sigh of relief and nodded slightly.

Her gaze regained its resolve! Then, she looked at Tu Shan Honghong, a bead of sweat appearing on her forehead.

It's just a meal... You don't need to keep showing off your love with your sister in front of her...

And should I stop Ya'er? She looks like she got beaten up pretty badly at the beginning of the month...?