Treasured Yellow Heaven.

Five Human Clan’s Intelligence Bureau.

The lively atmosphere of the discourse suddenly turned silent because the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint had distributed another pile of record stones to all the Martial Saints. After several Martial Saints received and reviewed the image data, their brows knitted tightly.

This Xuan Guangqiao possesses the talent of a Great Emperor!

This was the unanimous thought in their minds. Because of this, they realized how far-sighted and well-planned the Heavenly Palace was. Yet, they also felt some distress. The better Hong Yuan performed with his Demonic Body, the more guarded the Demon Clan would become.

Suddenly, in this silent atmosphere, the will of a Martial Saint broke the mood.

"Hahaha, HAHAHAHAHA..." Master Eastward Flowing raised his head and laughed heartily.

"Master, why do you laugh so loudly?" the Lightning Martial Saint asked, turning his head.

Hong Yuan’s Sword Tao Incarnation also looked over, his face full of confusion.

"I’m not laughing at others. I’m just scoffing at that little loach for his lack of strategy and intelligence."

"If I were to make a move, I would surely bide my time."

"Waiting for reinforcements to arrive, how would it be once we crush the enemy forces in one fell swoop, ha?" Master Eastward Flowing retorted to the Lightning Martial Saint.

The Lightning Martial Saint’s eyes brightened. "That would surely result in a crushing defeat of the enemy forces, securing the entire situation!"

Master Eastward Flowing nodded.

"Lightning, you are indeed astute."

"Now, this little loach can’t contain his eagerness. Recklessly revealing his martial prowess will only draw the Demon Soldiers from the two wavering factions of the Heavenly Scenic Tower."

"With Demon Soldiers from three Heavenly Scenic Towers converging, the little loach will surely be forced to retreat in defeat."

"Aye, exactly!" the Lightning Martial Saint clapped in approval.

The other Martial Saints also cast off the gloomy atmosphere and once again engaged in joyful discussions.

Hong Yuan’s Sword Tao Incarnation, however, was deep in thought.

It had to be said, Master Eastward Flowing did indeed pinpoint his weakness—his forces were far from sufficient.

「Three days later.」

Yong City Ocean Area, Ten Thousand Bamboo Forest Sea.

Two homing pigeons carrying urgent messages flapped their wings, heading straight into the depths of the bamboo forest. They perched on the eaves of a thatched hut, landing on the backs of Lin Wenti’s hands.

"Tian, are these letters from Ye Jianfei and Wei Qin? When will they arrive?" Ye Qing asked anxiously.

Being beaten to a pulp by Hong Yuan was the most disgraceful moment of his life, even more humiliating than the most deeply seared memory of defeat he had ever faced. The Wei Qin he mentioned was a semi-overlord of the Xuanwu Heavenly Scenic Tower war zone. Like Hong Yuan’s Demonic Body before him, Wei Qin had fought many single-handedly. Ye Jianfei was even more formidable, a supreme Demon Champion ranking in the top five of the Heavenly Scenic List. If another Demon hadn’t used a Holy Artifact, Ye Jianfei might have ended the contest for a Heavenly Scenic Tower even sooner than Hong Yuan, becoming the White Tiger Overlord.

"Don’t worry, don’t worry," Lin Wenti replied in his usual unhurried and elegant manner.

Lin Wenti activated his Demon Essence, using an Information Tao Demon Skill to extract the messages from the homing pigeons.

Shortly after, his expression changed drastically, and he no longer maintained his suave demeanor.

"Damn it! Two so-called overlords, and they don’t even have the courage to confront Xuan Guangqiao?"

"Not only that, they even used clever words to deceive us, wanting us to stall for time for them!?"

"And in the meantime, they’re hastily seeking an Alliance Hierarch and submitting to each other? Planning to jointly control the White Tiger and Xuanwu Heavenly Scenic Towers and divide the benefits!?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Qing’s face turned ferocious, like that of a malevolent spirit. Then, he felt an overwhelming sense of powerlessness, reminded of the Demonic Body Hong Yuan’s invincible presence.

"AAARGH—"

"I’m furious! How can these guys be so spineless!"

Ye Qing roared impotently, his frustration difficult to dispel.

Meanwhile, Lin Wenti sat down on a small grass stool and closed his eyes tightly, desperately searching for a way out of this predicament. His mind raced, even pushing his Wisdom Tao Demon Skill to its utmost limit. But still, he couldn’t find a solution!

Xuan Guangqiao is too strong...

Lin Wenti sighed helplessly, abandoning the thought of contending with Hong Yuan’s Demonic Body.

The moment he considered giving up, the world suddenly seemed to open up.

An idea flashed through his mind, and his eyes lit up.

"I’ve got it!"

"If they are ungracious, then they can’t blame us for being unscrupulous."

"Brother Qing, let’s throw in our lot with Xuan Guangqiao and drag Wei Qin and Ye Jianfei down with us."

"Who knows? In the end, we might even be greatly rewarded for our contributions and successively gain entry into the Heavenly Scenic Tower Demon Realms of all three major powers!" Lin Wenti said eagerly.

Ye Qing thought it over and immediately felt it was an excellent idea. He no longer wanted to confront Hong Yuan’s Demonic Body directly; the gap between them was too large. There was simply no way he could fight him.

Just as Ye Qing was about to go out and gather his men to join Hong Yuan’s Demonic Body, Lin Wenti quickly pulled him back.

"Brother Qing, don’t rush. Offering help in times of need is far better than adding to existing splendor."

"Right now, we are a defeated army, but in a while, we will be like celestial soldiers and divine generals."

"First, dispatch a team of envoys to Xuan Guangqiao. Inform him of Wei Qin’s and Ye Jianfei’s movements, that will suffice!"

Hearing Lin Wenti say this, Ye Qing was no longer in a rush.

Thus, having resolved a major worry, they took out a Jade Flute and a zither. They played leisurely tunes, reviving the pleasantries of bygone days. The cheerful and carefree music drifted through the bamboo forest, sounding utterly delightful.

"In large-scale army operations, discipline must be strict."

"Gui Qu, order Yuan Tongtian and the others to advance at full speed. They must not be late."

Hong Yuan issued his command.

At this moment, he stood with his back to the senior officers of the Zero Desolate Army, his gaze fixed on the large map of the Vermilion Bird War Zone’s maritime region. For some reason, he had a persistent, ominous premonition in his heart. Especially given the languishing state of his Dragon-transforming White Python, he had to be extremely vigilant.

From his Sword Tao Incarnation, Hong Yuan knew that forces from three Heavenly Scenic Towers would converge. Yet, even with three Heavenly Scenic Towers converging, this luck warning shouldn’t cause his Dragon-transforming White Python to be so weakened... Unless something was about to happen that would sabotage his refinement of the complete Fortune True Dragon!

At this thought, a cold light glinted in Hong Yuan’s eyes.

The success or failure of refining the Fortune True Dragon would determine whether his Demonic Body could become the Demon Clan’s Son of Fortune. Anyone who tried to sabotage it was forcing his Demonic Body to its death. Anyone who wanted his Demonic Body dead, would have to die themselves!

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Gui Qu acknowledged the order.

In reality, Yuan Tongtian and his contingent, leading the Zero Desolate Army reinforcements, were already advancing quite rapidly. But since His Majesty had made a request, Gui Qu could only issue another golden command, urging the reinforcements to hasten their arrival. However, no matter how fast they moved, they would still need at least two weeks.

After discussing this matter, Hong Yuan proceeded to assign further tasks, ordering his subordinates to occupy the now vacant maritime regions. Only by doing so could he refine more Water Orders, quickly complete the Fortune True Dragon, and solidify his status as the Son of Fortune sooner. Analyzing each situation specifically, he actually didn’t want the struggle for the Ten Thousand Domains to end so soon. Unfortunately, events were developing beyond his control, and he needed to conclude matters quickly.

The meeting lasted from morning until evening.

Just as Hong Yuan was about to adjourn, a herald stationed at the entrance suddenly came to report.

"Reporting to Your Majesty! Envoys from the Vermilion Bird Coalition Army request an audience. They also have a letter."

"Oh? Gui Qu, open it and read it aloud."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Gui Qu quickly stepped forward, took the letter, and began to read.

Hong Yuan sat on the silver throne, listening intently. As soon as Gui Qu began to read, Hong Yuan’s sharp eyebrows twitched slightly.

"Brother Guangqiao, I trust you have been well? I am Lin Wenti of Yong City. Reflecting on the battle the other night... Wei Qin and Ye Jianfei are both making unusual moves, possibly intending to withdraw their forces... Therefore, Wenti wishes to reconcile with you, Brother Guangqiao..."

No wonder my Dragon-transforming White Python has become so languid. It turns out the White Tiger and Xuanwu Battle Zones are about to unify their hundred domains.

Both Lin and Ye seem willing to submit. It looks like they want to sell themselves at a high price.

Recalling the marching speed of his own reinforcements, Hong Yuan slowly rose and strode out of the command tent.

Since Lin and Ye want to raise their price, why shouldn’t I personally make a trip and give them sufficient face?

Nothing at all compared to the Fortune True Dragon, nothing compared to the status of being the Demon Clan’s contemporary Son of Fortune!