Chapter 438: How to Create Peace Between Two Clans
No matter the Human Clan or the Demon Clan.
Under the descent of gods and demons, they are all of the same kin.
Long Xiao’s eyes flickered with silence as he listened to Young Master Sang’s words.
After a long pause, he slowly shook his head: “Kid, you’re too arrogant.”
“Let’s not even discuss whether the conflicts between mortals and cultivators, righteous paths and demon cultivators, ordinary folks and Holy Kingdom people can be eased or differences resolved.”
“Simply put, the Human and Demon clans can’t work together.”
He took a deep breath and began to speak in a long, measured tone: “Do you know why our Demon Clan has never set foot on Not Tool Mountain for hundreds of years?”
Young Master Sang fell silent.
“In ancient times, the Demon Clan was just a breed born among wild mountains and wastelands. They were born to dominate over the Human Clan, preying on them without mercy.”
“At that time, the weak Human Clan was nothing more than food for the Demon Clan. Even the sects of cultivators treated the Demon Clan like a formidable enemy.”
“Unfortunately… during that time, a remarkably talented emperor emerged from the Human Clan. He later became the First Holy Emperor of the Longyuan Holy Kingdom.”
“With unparalleled prowess and astonishing means, he quelled all calamities of the Human Clan and single-handedly drove all the Demon Clan to the savage lands of the western domain.”
“And here, he built a barrier, drawing a line between humans and demons.”
“That’s what we call… Not Tool Mountain.”
Young Master Sang was stunned for a moment, then slowly turned to gaze at the long, narrow mountain range that stretched for who knows how many miles.
This entire mountain range, which divided east from west and spanned north and south, was actually the work of the First Holy Emperor?
What kind of realm did the First Holy Emperor achieve? More exaggerated than Li Shanyan?
“Even the once fearsome Ancestor Dragon Clan had no choice but to bow under that man’s authority. They relocated their entire clan to the mountains of Myriad Thunder Abyss in the western lands.”
Long Xiao sighed: “For hundreds of years, our Demon Clan has thrived here, never once eyeing the Human Clan, all thanks to the former First Holy Emperor and the likes of that old man Li Shanyan who instilled fear in us.”
“And now, after struggling through to their departure…”
“Who would’ve thought, here you come, an unreasonable little brat.”
Young Master Sang forced a laugh and scratched his head: “I’ll take it as a compliment.”
“Hmph.” Long Xiao coldly snorted, “Haven’t you understood yet?”
“Hundreds of years ago, we Demon Clan survived by preying on your ancestors. The Demon Clan and the Human Clan are inherently incompatible and cannot be compared at all.”
“Many conflicts were doomed to remain unresolved from the very beginning.”
“For the Human and Demon clans to join hands and laugh away their grudges, even the First Holy Emperor couldn’t achieve that. How dare you, a mere great cultivator of the Human Clan, claim you can?”
Upon hearing this, Young Master Sang suddenly burst into laughter.
“Lord Dragon, you misunderstood again.”
“Whether the Human and Demon clans have disputes or can ease their conflicts has nothing to do with me.”
“Those grudges accumulated over centuries are historical leftovers. I’m merely a descendant; I don’t have the right to decide for others.”
“And my purpose here talking to you isn’t about resolving the grand narrative of clan grudges.”
“My motive is simple and practical.” His eyes gleamed earnestly, “When gods and demons descend, we all face calamity.”
“To survive, we must unite. Matters of grudges can be sorted out after we stay alive.”
Long Xiao surprisingly did not rebut.
His gaze on Young Master Sang took on a deeper meaning.
“Kid, unexpectedly, you’re quite suited to be a leader.”
“Flattery.” Young Master Sang smiled lightly; “Unfortunately, I’m not cut out for it. Just a little office worker.”
“But if all the treasures of the Earth Immortal end up in your hands, how can I trust you won’t kick us Demon Clan aside when the time comes?”
“Well…”
Young Master Sang shrugged helplessly: “If you don’t trust me, then there’s really nothing I can do.”
“However, there was someone before who faced a choice like yours.”
“But that annoying guy was never as whiny as you.” A hint of helplessness flashed across Young Master Sang’s smile.
“He just kept mumbling something like ‘Old man trusts young friend,’ and ‘Young friend’s character, the old man can’t be mistaken,’ and offloaded the future of the Holy Kingdom onto me.”
To be honest.
Even now, thinking back, Young Master Sang still hated that white-bearded old man.
He pushed all his troublesome matters onto him, and then conveniently passed away with nothing to worry about.
What a willful and childish old fool.
Long Xiao squinted and examined Young Master Sang closely, then suddenly narrowed his eyes and stroked his beard slowly.
“Kid, I’m not like Li Shanyan. I can’t just blindly trust a little brat from the Human Clan and put our Demon Clan’s fate in his hands.”
“This matter needs to follow our Demon Clan’s rules.”
Young Master Sang cupped his hands: “I’m all ears.”
“You know, among our Demon Clan, what’s the simplest and most direct way to resolve disputes between two tribes?”
“I don’t know.”
“…It’s marriage.”
Young Master Sang’s smile suddenly froze.
“You’re from the Human Clan, and I can’t put my trust in you. So if we want to form an alliance, we must have a bit of leverage over you.”
Long Xiao spoke seriously: “So if you wish for a union between the Human and Demon clans, there’s only one way.”
“Pick a day to marry Huan’er, and quickly have a child to bring to me and my lady.”
“That way, if you dare to go back on your word in the future, we’ll still have your child in our hands.”
“Even a tiger won’t eat its cubs; I won’t believe you’d abandon your child and ditch our entire Demon Clan!”
How did things end up with the topic of having children?!
Is your whole family just obsessed with producing babies?!
Young Master Sang stood there dumbfounded, while beside him, Long Huan’s face turned beet red, and she pulled at Long Xiao with a shy but reproachful look: “Father! What… what are you saying! Who wants to be with this bad guy—”
“Huan’er, it’s not that your father wants to force you.”
Long Xiao earnestly explained: “This time, you brazenly snatched our tribe’s treasure and sought refuge with this kid in front of our entire clan.”
“Now, unless you truly engage with this kid, your father can repress this matter, but I won’t be able to find you a husband in the future.”
“Father…” Long Huan pouted with a look of deep grievance, her glance slightly plaintive as she glanced sideways at Young Master Sang.
Yet in her eyes, rather than disappointment, there was something more akin to reluctance mixed with attraction.
Only Young Master Sang.
Standing there, weakly raised his hand: “Um.”
“I’m just saying. Can we…”
“Could you consult me about this?”
“You have a say?” Long Xiao suddenly exploded with anger, “Everyone in the demon clan knows you’ve taken away my daughter! Huan’er’s reputation has been completely ruined by you!”
“Now you don’t want to take responsibility? Do you believe I’ll topple your Demon Cult today?”
“But—”
Young Master Sang turned to seek help, only to find Qin Xiuyuan and Xu Yourong both wearing expressions that seemed to say, “Sorry buddy, for the peace between the clans, you’re just going to have to sacrifice a bit of your dignity and sell your body.”
Young Master Sang: “……”
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