Deities: Starting From Goblins

Chapter 727: Chapter 439: A Drop of Water Can Destroy Eighty Thousand Mountains_1

Although the nine individuals were astounded, they still had the advantage in numbers, which is why they did not panic. Instead, they denounced the actions of Wexler Daoist.

“Are you sure you want to join forces with the Monster Beast Clan and mercilessly slaughter the Sanctuary Powerhouses of the human race, without fearing the eternal stench of your infamy? And remember, Demon Beasts are not known for their integrity.”

Facing the accusations, Wexler Daoist was disdainful, “How can the human race ever truly compete with the Monster Beast Clan? In the end, you are nothing but jumping clowns. We have simply made the correct decision.”

Like everyone else, the five of them had been waiting arduously for the Holy Life Elixir to be concocted, but there was too much uncertainty and nothing was guaranteed. Who could be certain that the Elixir would even be made?

Previously in the Extreme Cold Lands, although Logan showed off elixir-making without a furnace comparable to a Master Alchemist, it couldn’t be assured whether it was just luck. And even if he were truly a Master Alchemist, it wasn’t certain that he could actually create the Holy Life Elixir, which was akin to seizing the fortunes of the world itself.

Collaborating with the Monster Beast Clan was different. The Demon King had personally promised them that as long as these dozens of Saint Seats perished, not only would their lifespans be extended, but half of the world would be divided among the five of them. Wouldn’t that be infinitely better than being inconspicuous among dozens of others?

“Let me reveal a little more to you. Why do you think the Wexler Daoist was captured and taken to the Demon Beast Secret Realm? Do you believe it was an accident? It was also our doing – we led Logan and his companions into the Secret Land, though we do not know why the Demon King has allowed Logan and his companions to return.”

The leader, Wexler Daoist, was extremely smug and cast a disdainful glance at the nine, “Initially, if all of you had acted together, we five would have had no opportunity. However, you proposed to take shifts guarding, which naturally gave us a great opportunity. Who can stop us from taking action today?”

“Whether you win or lose has yet to be determined. What’s there to be so arrogant about, just the five of you? We’re different from those three previous Saint Seats; if we truly fight, you will undoubtedly lose.”

The nine could not contain their rage, wishing they could flay the five alive after knowing the whole truth, yet they were reluctant to strike unless absolutely necessary.

After all, they had little life left; if they were to fight to the death against others, it would consume a vast amount of life force, and they probably wouldn’t live for many more days before perishing.

“Do you know why we five dare to take action? Unlike you, the Demon King has given us several Energy Blood Pills, which have made us decades younger for a short time, putting us at peak combat power for a Sanctuary Powerhouse, unlike you on the brink of death.”

Wexler Daoist was very contemptuous and did not want to waste any more time with the nine. With a wave of his hand, the five launched an assault on the nine in an instant.

The five were much more formidable in combat power than imagined, indeed catching the nine off guard. Despite having superior numbers, they were at a disadvantage. The nine exchanged glances, resolved to go all out today, as Logan’s elixir-making was of utmost importance.

If Logan were to fail, what good would a few more months of their lingering existence do? Conversely, if they fought today until their last breath, as long as Logan’s Holy Life Elixir emerged, they could instantly regain their life force. Thus, the nine only had one choice.

After dozens of rounds, although the five forced the nine back step by step, it was difficult to kill them. Perhaps ten days to half a month still would not suffice. Such was the combat between Saint Seat Realms – once one’s cultivation reached this point, even the intervention of Heavenly Dao could hardly ensure their downfall.

The five knew they could not delay any longer, as this battle would cause the remaining people to come if it drew on. Even if their combat power was formidable, how could they stand against dozens of Saint Seats? Having gained a certain advantage, they had to take down the battle situation quickly.

Wexler Daoist took a step back, no longer continuing the fight, “Wait, let’s negotiate a condition. After all, the Demon King wants the Ancient World; as for how many Sanctuary Powerhouses fall, it doesn’t matter. Why can’t we join forces? Together, we can suppress Logan and his companions.”

“Then, the Demon King’s method of prolonging life, in addition to us five, can also be extended to you nine. There’s no need to rely solely on Logan’s Holy Life Elixir, especially when its creation is uncertain. Think about it, there’s no benefit to standing with Logan.”n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

“This…” The nine hesitated, unable to deny that the chip offered by Wexler Daoist was tempting. They had no emotional ties to Logan; although he had saved them several times, their ultimate goal in protecting him was the Holy Life Elixir.

Otherwise, they would have scattered long ago – what affection is there to speak of between Saint Seats? If there was an alternative to the Holy Life Elixir, and it could avoid a deadly battle, they would surely be a hundred percent willing. However, they were uncertain whether this was merely a delaying tactic by the five.

“There’s no need to be conflicted, nor to doubt our intentions. If we wanted to deceive you nine, there was no need for complications; we could have taken advantage of your hesitation just now to launch a sneak attack. Why bother waiting for you to make a decision?”

Seeing the nine were tempted, Wexler Daoist and his companions naturally showed a hint of joy, continuing to urge them to defect quickly.

The nine indeed wanted to agree but had their worries: “The Monster Beast Clan is not trustworthy; what if they renege on their promises afterward? And if their goal is the Ancient World, naturally, they would not want Human Cultivators with Saint Seats threatening their existence.”

“Furthermore, if we agree, does it not mean we betray the human race, even to be cursed for a thousand years? This cost seems more terrible than imagined. We also have Sects and Family Clans; if such disgrace were spread, where would our family’s honor lie?”