147: Subduing the Eight Demon Lords

Dead silence!

The aura of death had never been so thick, as if it had condensed into something tangible.

From the depths of their Souls to every bone and sinew, every part of them trembled and wailed.

They could not even muster a single thought of resistance; they could only wait in despair for the judgment of the sword of death.

How ironic!

Recalling just fifteen minutes ago, they were still in the Immortal Cave, clinking glasses and in high spirits, dreaming of sweeping across the lands and establishing immortal demonic achievements.

Fifteen minutes later, they had been reduced to meat on a chopping block beneath the sword, their lives no longer in their own hands.

Ironic, how truly ironic!

At the critical moment...

Among the eight great demons, the Fox Head Female Demon Venerable, known for her wit and strategy, suddenly had a flash of determination in her eyes.

In the next instant, a pink demonic light enveloped her.

Within the light, her curvaceous figure, which bore the characteristics of the Yao Race, underwent a transformation visible to the naked eye.

Pointed fox ears turned into small, rounded jade-like lobes, and her narrow fox eyes became watery and full of affection, possessing a natural charm.

The massive, fluffy tail behind her silently curled back and retracted into her body.

Within a few breaths, she had transformed into a plump and beautiful woman.

Every smile and every glance carried a fatal temptation.

She restrained all of her Demonic Qi and knelt piteously in the Void Realm. Her watery eyes seemed to speak, filled with pleading and a request for mercy as she gazed from afar at the frost-covered figure.

“Celestial Venerable, please spare my life~”

Her voice was so coquettish it felt like water could be squeezed from it, enough to make anyone's heart melt.

“We know we were wrong, Celestial Venerable. We truly know we were wrong~”

“It was I who was blind and offended you. I truly deserve ten thousand deaths~”

As she spoke, she intentionally or unintentionally puffed out her full chest, outlining the curves of her figure to the fullest, her plump body swaying slightly.

“I beg the Celestial Venerable to forgive us. We are willing to serve you as beasts of burden, as slaves and handmaidens.”

“Whatever you wish, so it shall be~”

On Han Qing's face, which was like ten-thousand-year-old profound ice, there was not a hint of emotion.

After a long while, the corners of his mouth curled into an extremely mocking arc, and he spat out words even colder and more piercing than his Sword Intent.

“Vixen, put away your little tricks.”

“Do you think this Venerable is one of those fools you play in the palm of your hand?”

“Demonic nature is hard to tame and fickle. If I leave you alive today, you will surely become a great disaster in the future.”

Han Qing's gaze swept across the eight despairing faces:

“It is better to kill you all and end the trouble forever.”

Having spoken, the divine sword high in the Nine Heavens trembled slightly, and the Sword Intent suddenly surged.

“Celestial Venerable, wait!”

The Fox-Headed Demon Venerable’s heart and Soul shook violently; she knew this was the last chance.

Suppressing all her emotions, she spoke extremely fast: “If the Celestial Venerable kills us, it would merely be to vent a momentary anger, with no real benefit to you.”

“If you spare our lives, the value that the eight of us—as genuine combatants—can create for you is far beyond what eight corpses can provide.”

“Although we do not meet the Celestial Venerable's Dharma Eye, we are still the Dominators of this Misty Forest.”

“We are willing to honor you as our master and follow your lead from now on, with no second thoughts! Whether it is collecting Heaven And Earth Treasures or conquering the four directions, we are extremely skilled at it.”

She threw out all her bargaining chips in one breath, then closed her mouth, staring fixedly at Han Qing, nervously awaiting the final judgment.

Han Qing listened expressionlessly, without the slightest movement.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Every passing breath was a form of torture for the Eight Great Demon Venerables.

Just as the Fox-Headed Demon Venerable's heart was about to sink to the bottom, she caught a flash of thoughtful light in Han Qing's eyes.

There's a chance! This god of slaughter is considering it!

She immediately struck while the iron was hot, lowering her posture even further: “If the Celestial Venerable does not trust us, we are willing to offer our life-bound demon Souls and sign the strictest Soul contract.”

“We only beg the Celestial Venerable to give us a chance to atone for our sins through service.”

Han Qing finally nodded.

“Acceptable.”

One word, like the music of the heavens.

“However,” his cold gaze swept over them again, “this Venerable's patience is limited. If you dare to play any more tricks...”

He did not continue, but that terrifying killing intent already said everything.

“We wouldn't dare! We would never dare again!” The Fox-Headed Demon Venerable felt as if she had been granted a grand amnesty.

Immediately, she communicated with the other seven Demon Venerables via Divine Thought.

“Surrender? I, Niu Kaishan, would rather die standing!” The Ox-Head Demon Venerable was the first to roar.

“That’s right! We dominate our own regions, how can we live under the thumb of the Human Race!”

“Sister Fox, you are asking us to let ten thousand years of cultivation go to waste!”

Voices of resistance and opposition rose one after another.

The Fox-Headed Demon Venerable sent a cold transmission: “Die standing? You can’t even stand straight right now!”

“Which of you can take the sword above your heads? Dignity is for living demons; if you’re dead, you’re just a pile of dry bones! Choose for yourselves: do you want your Divine Souls destroyed right now, or do you want to endure a moment of humiliation in exchange for a way to live?”

A series of persuasions mixed with cost-benefit analysis and death threats, combined with the divine sword overhead, finally crushed their last bit of pride.

After all, compared to illusory dignity, their lives were more important.

The eight demons finally reached an agreement.

The Flood Dragon Demon Venerable's face was ashen, yet he did not dare to hesitate for a moment as he took an ancient scroll from his storage Magic Treasure.

He respectfully presented it: “Celestial Venerable Han, this is an ancient secret treasure of our Yao Race—the ‘ten thousand demon unity pact’.”

“Refined by an ancient powerhouse of our race, as long as we drip in our life-bound essence blood, this pact will be bound to our Soul Origin. At that time, the Celestial Venerable will only need a single thought to decide our life or death.”

The ten thousand demon unity pact?

Han Qing's heart stirred slightly. This was equivalent to gaining eight top-tier fighters for nothing; it wasn't a bad deal.

He took the scroll and probed it with his Divine Sense. After a moment, a smile appeared on his face; it was indeed as described, incredibly profound.

“Mhm, it seems you know what's good for you.”

Han Qing withdrew his smile and spoke plainly: “Considering your hard-earned cultivation, this Venerable will spare your lives.”

The Eight Great Demon Venerables had mixed feelings, but each eventually forced out a drop of life-bound essence blood and let it fall onto the scroll.

Instantly, countless profound runes on the ancient scroll flowed with seven-colored brilliant light.

Following that, eight blood-colored runes shot out, instantly sinking into the foreheads of the Eight Great Demon Venerables and disappearing.

At the same time, Han Qing felt a master-servant connection established between himself and these eight great demons; he now held their lives in his hands.

“Hmph!”

Han Qing put the ‘ten thousand demon unity pact’ into his Storage Ring, his cold gaze sweeping across their faces one by one.

“What happened today was brought upon yourselves. That this Venerable did not kill you on the spot is already a great mercy.”

“From now on, you may continue to be the Dominators of this Misty Forest. Normally, this Venerable will not come looking for you.”

“But, remember this clearly: you are not to reveal a single word about the relationship between us, do you understand?”

The Eight Great Demon Venerables were all stunned for a moment, and then the humiliation and resentment in their eyes were instantly replaced by pleasant surprise.

They had thought they would become prisoners from now on, with no freedom or dignity to speak of. They hadn't expected such an unexpectedly perfect ending!

At this thought, the last trace of resentment in their hearts vanished into thin air.

“We pay our respects to the Lord!” The eight demons bowed in unison, truly convinced.

Han Qing, however, waved his hand.

“Enough nonsense.”

He looked down at these eight newly acquired subordinates and said indifferently:

“Gather one thousand stalks of ten-thousand-year Spirit Medicine in the shortest time possible.”

“Any problems?”