A slap?
Why did Yang Tian slap the Devil in the face?
At this mont, everyone was dumbfounded, even the Blue Demon and the Wood Demon.
Who could have thought that Yang Tian would forget sothing so critical again?
Too bold!
But little did they know, this was Yang Tian’s first ti doing such a thing.
Counting back to the last ti, this was the second ti Yang Tian slapped the Curse Killer in the face!
And this ti was even worse than the last!
The previous ti, though the Curse Killer’s composure was shaken, it was at least done under the partial guise of being near Narande Lord and the Curse Killer’s own n!
But this ti, it was in front of everyone near the northern city walls!
And so, the fury of the Curse Killer instantly erupted like a volcano nearing detonation, re monts from complete annihilation!
At this mont, she had only one overwhelming thought: to kill the ant that dared to slap her in public, no matter the cost!
As she prepared to make her move, she was t with Yang Tian’s cold and indifferent gaze. Throughout it all, he even wore an almost mischievous expression.
It was precisely this look that snuffed out her rising flas of fury like being doused in ice water, leaving her almost entirely quelled.
She wasn’t afraid of Yang Tian, but in his eyes, she saw a looming, inevitable defeat.
Just monts before, the Blue Demon King had clearly stated that the most critical component of the magic weapon he intended to create was the essence of specters from the Void Refinery.
Now, after endless rounds of negotiations, finally, the Alchemy Master, Yang Tiankai, arrived, capable of channeling the thoughts of specters contained within the Void Refinery.
How could the Blue Demon easily let him go?
Even if the Curse Demon Lord protested to the heavens, he had decided this was the master who would ensure his vision as the illustrious Blue Demon King!
In this pivotal mont, the Curse Demon Lord found herself unresisting, as helpless as an ant being squashed by the clever Blue Demon.
At this mont, the Curse Killer finally tore her gaze from Yang Tian’s unmoved deanor and shifted her stare to the cold and imperious face of the resplendent Blue Monarch. What she saw was nothing but frost!
To her, the icy stare of the Blue Monarch was the chill of a looming death sentence.
There was no doubt: if she dared to lay a hand on the Demon Monarch, her icy composure would freeze over into glaciers, directly attacking the Curse Killer!
"Can’t fight back? Can’t, can you?"
The Curse Killer looked deep into the Blue Demon’s ice-cold eyes, questioning herself repeatedly within her heart. But in the end, she lowered her head, her defiance fading.
This ant accepting the slap from Yang Tian and enduring the humiliation, at least for now!
Yang Tian easily anticipated this result. Seeing the Curse Killer bow her head, he did not press his advantage further. Instead, he flicked his sleeve and turned to the King Lan Huan as he spoke: "Aren’t we refining yet? Let’s go!"
With that, Yang Tian and the brilliant Blue Monarch slowly stood, and in an instant, transford into a beam of azure light, vanishing before everyone’s eyes.
All that remained were bloodshot eyes and endless murmurs of envy and indignation from the Curse Killer, as well as the awestruck stares of the onlookers...
Following the Blue Demon King, Yang Tian felt as though the terrain blurred and distorted around him, and before he knew it, he was already inside the palace. It was as though he had teleported like a general in the blink of an eye!
However, Yang Tian knew it wasn’t teleportation; it was simply that the speed of the Blue Monarch, as a Demon Lord, had reached a level beyond Yang Tian’s comprehension, creating this illusion.
Even so, Yang Tian did not display much surprise. He calmly surveyed his surroundings and remarked, "Not bad, quite the place!"
The Blue Demon King glanced at Yang Tian and imdiately laughed.
He had expected shock or panic from Yang Tian. But who would have thought Yang Tian would rely open his mouth to praise the environnt?
Furthermore, not long before this, in front of all the leaders of the Northern Demon Domain, Yang Tian had recklessly slapped an assassin.
Such audacity—this was his first ti seeing anyone behave so boldly in front of demons!
Now, he couldn’t help laughing as he said, "You’re interesting, but do you really have the teeth to chew what you’ve bitten off?"
"Teeth?"
Yang Tian didn’t respond verbally but simply gave him a silent and knowing look.
Then, the Blue Demon King’s expression darkened slightly as he spoke solemnly, "This Monarch doesn’t care about the feud between you and the Curse Killer. However, using this Monarch’s authority to publicly slap her—have you considered the consequences?"
"Consequences? Are you implying that the Majesty of the Demon Monarch is easily ddled with by others? Yang Tian smirked coldly as he replied.
"You know?"
This was a tiny surprise!
Because Yang Tian was absolutely right!
Devil Kings, Devil Emperors, and Devil Venerates—they were all beings of high authority. In the past, to those who followed the Devil Path, they were like gods.
Would a god so easily interfere in mortal affairs?
Obviously not!
"Reward?"
Upon hearing Yang Tian’s words, the radiant Blue Monarch couldn’t help feeling a bit startled.
After all, he had never thought to consider a reward!
Who was he?
The Blue Demon!
A being akin to a god in the Devil World. For any re demon to be associated with him was already the highest honor.
Even during the height of the Blue Demon era, he faced endless offers of servitude from eager followers!
But now, Yang Tian, this once insignificant demon youth, actually dared to ask for a reward?
This surprised him indeed.
However, as he considered the respect of so many Devil Venerates for the Void Refinery’s secrets, the Blue Demon knew very well the imnse value of this Alchemist Master’s knowledge!
Secondly, as a ruler, his monarch-like grace and temperant dictated that he hear him out!
Thus, the Blue Demon laughed lightly and said, "You dare! But sotis, I appreciate such spirit of daring. Tell , what do you want?"
"One thing!"
Hearing the Blue Monarch’s words, Yang Tian tossed a jade slip into his hand and said, "The Key to Gluttony!"
"The Key to Gluttony?"
The radiant Blue Monarch’s brow furrowed slightly. He had assud Yang Tian would ask for rits or the like.
After all, as an Alchemist Master, Yang Tian could essentially craft his own treasures. That alone should have sufficed!
However, instead of seeking rit, Yang Tian had requested a rare and natural treasure?
Once again, Yang Tian had caught him off guard!
Nonetheless, after mulling it over briefly, the Blue Monarch swiftly rejected him, saying, "No! That’s out of the question. You can’t use it for your own magic weapons!"
"No need to be so quick to decline!"
Yang Tian didn’t seem the least bit perturbed by the Blue King’s firm rejection. He rely waved a hand and smiled faintly, "How many connections do you have with Gluttony, really?"
"Eighteen! Just enough to—"
Before he could finish, Yang Tian interrupted, "I’ve skimd your magic artifact designs, and nine of them are redundant!"
"Nine? Are you insane?"
The Blue Demon King’s anger erupted imdiately!
His design list had been laid out by a famous Alchemy Master of the Demon World, soone who’s calculations were second to none! How could he believe Yang Tian’s claim?
Was this youth deliberately twisting facts to steal the Key to Gluttony?
How could he not be enraged?
The Blue Demon’s fury was palpable, but Yang Tian smirked coldly and said, "Ridiculous extravagance! If you understand so little about the Refinery, how dare you question ? Moreover, that list ca from none other than old Yu Changqing!"
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