Chapter 1115: Name Your Country, Your Faction—I’ll Level Them Soon
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The man who had just been so stubborn felt a surge of wariness at these words.
"What... what are you trying to do, you demonic old Taoist?"
The Black-Robed Elder smirked crookedly: "What am I trying to do? I want to make you understand the true meaning of 'a stray dog.' My Lü Mountain still stands, the Great Han that shelters Xiao Lu still stands. So tell me, what is a stray dog?"
"A true stray dog—it's gone, everything's gone."
"A true stray dog is like you. You don't have to tell me—I have plenty of ways. Soon, I'll go level your sect, flatten your country, and kick your emperor, your king, off their Dragon Throne."
"I want to see just what kind of place could breed such an arrogant brat who dares to blather on in front of immortals like us."
By now, the Black-Robed Elder was grinning ferociously, his teeth stained black by demonic energy bared with the laugh. "Little thief, you've stirred up a huge mess."
Lu Ding patted the kneeling man's face with his blade: "Did you hear that, you piece of trash? You're finished."
The man couldn't maintain his bravado anymore. "Don't... this was my mistake, my doing. Don't drag others into it. If you want to kill me or cut me, come at me!!!"
At those words.
Over a hundred members of Lü Mountain burst into laughter, their voices shaking heaven and earth, causing mountains to crumble and the ground to crack.
In the Demon Continent.
There was never such a thing as "the wrongdoer pays the price" or "the debtor repays his debt."
When exterminating demonic creatures, it meant uprooting everything, plowing the land clean, never letting a single suspicious existence escape.
Their laughter.
Made the kneeling man look around frantically.
Wherever his eyes fell, those figures clad in Taoist robes didn't look like good people.
Lu Ding replied: "I didn't say we wouldn't come for you. But before that, you're going to watch."
After saying that, he looked at the Black-Robed Elder: "Great-Grandmaster, I'd like to establish diplomatic relations between Great Han and Lü Mountain. What do you think..."
Some things were better said bluntly than hinted at—simple and direct, so everyone understood.
The Black-Robed Elder's tone softened: "Good, it's fine. No need to pick a special time. I'll represent Lü Mountain and establish relations with Great Han today."
"But Xiao Lu, Lü Mountain normally doesn't go out into the world. Of course, you're different—you were always an outsider."
"We can establish relations with Great Han, but some issues might..."
Lu Ding nodded: "I understand, Great-Grandmaster. Don't worry. At most, we'll just let Great Han use Lü Mountain's name."
The Great-Grandmaster quickly corrected him: "No, no, that's not what I meant. What I meant was, since we're already out, let's solve Great Han's problems completely, leave no lingering troubles. Then we'll head back—wouldn't that be a permanent fix?"
"We've calculated. The situation in Great Han isn't good right now. Since I've brought your Junior Uncles, Senior Uncles, and outer Great-Grandmasters here."
"And Great Han has taken care of you and my disciple, your Senior Uncle—that's kindness, that's fate."
"So, let's just go ahead and flatten the countries around Great Han. If they cooperate, let them merge into Great Han. If they don't cooperate, kill the ones at the top and suppress the ones below. What do you think?"
Lu Ding: "Ah!?"
He thought there'd be that classic cliché—the protagonist with an unimaginable backing, but still taking things slow, fighting bit by bit, gradually transitioning, dragging it out.
Who would've thought?
His Great-Grandmaster was this bold?
Not even a little reserved.
This was about using power when you had it.
Hearing Lu Ding's puzzled tone.
The Great-Grandmaster thought Lu Ding was dissatisfied.
He frowned, thinking for a moment. "Then... if they don't cooperate, we'll just kill both the top and bottom together? Sure, the karmic burden would be heavier, but..."
One of the outer Great-Grandmasters couldn't help speaking up: "Ah, Senior Brother, what's this about karma or no karma? Little Lu finally has something he needs our help with. Listen, your outer Great-Grandmaster will make the call. We'll split the karma among us."
"That's right, Junior Uncle, count me in."
"Me too, Senior Uncle, count me in. We'll all share it."
"There are over a hundred of us. That's not a small number. If everyone takes a little share, it won't even sting."
This scared Lu Ding.
"No, no, that's not what I meant either. We don't need to kill everyone. Don't kill everyone."
Good grief.
This was insane.
Kill everyone?
What kind of concept was that?
How many people would die?
Was Lü Mountain always this ruthless!?
That couldn't be right.
The Black-Robed Elder, hearing Lu Ding say no, quickly said: "Oh, oh, misunderstanding, misunderstanding. It's just that where we are in the Demon Continent, that's how things work."
"The Demon Continent is complicated. Sometimes, an entire country is full of lurking demonic creatures, so we have to kill them all to make it work."
"Since that's not the case here, you tell us what to do, and we'll follow. We old men don't understand all the twists and turns of the outside world, nor the specifics. We'll follow your lead."
Lu Ding understood—different regions had different local customs. They couldn't just change overnight.
Looking at these hundred-plus Lü Mountain experts, all free to command as he pleased.
Lu Ding felt an indescribable thrill.
He couldn't wait. He had to get back to Great Han immediately, tell Elder Shui and the others the good news, and then declare war fully!!!
He'd finally waited for this day.
Enjoying the multi-nation sanctions against Great Han?
Well then.
From now on, Great Han would take on all of them single-handedly.
"Great-Grandmaster, let me pick up someone. Then we'll head back to Great Han together?"
The Black-Robed Elder heard this and pointed at Lü Mountain's magnificent flying vessel: "Take the vessel to pick them up—do it in style!"
Lu Ding looked up at the flying vessel. This thing was truly grand—cool-looking, full special effects, burning through all the budget, with ten thousand demons pulling it along.
Forget about all these Senior and Junior Uncles and outer Great-Grandmasters.
Just the demons pulling the vessel alone—any one of them could crush any country in this region.
A catastrophe of national destruction!!!
Using such a lineup to pull the flying vessel was extravagant.
But for efficiency, Lu Ding still said: "No need, Great-Grandmaster. I'll be fast. I'll be back in no time. I'll ride this when we go back to Great Han."
"Alright, alright, whatever you say."
Lu Ding pulled out his phone and called Gongyang Qingrou.
At that moment, Gongyang Qingrou had nearly run out of Nanshan Kingdom.
When she got Lu Ding's video call.
The stone hanging over her heart finally settled.
She answered the video call: "Lu Ding, how are things on your end?"
BOOM!!!
With a sound beside her, Lu Ding made a dazzling entrance using Celestial Shift.
Face to face, he said: "The problem's solved. Come on, I'll take you all for a ride on Lü Mountain's flying vessel. We're heading back to Great Han. Once Great Han's issues are sorted, I'll go fulfill the promise I made to you."
Gongyang Qingrou could hardly believe her ears: "Lü Mountain?"
"Lü Mountain sent people!?"