The Martial Emperor with Dragon Blood

“Silver Fox Clan Master, after that bout just now, you should be well aware of my strength,” Mo Hun said nonchalantly. “If you fight us, not even the Devil Refining Gourd can save you.”

“What do you want then?” the clan master of the Silver Fox Clan frowned and asked coldly.

Mo Hun put his hands together and said, “The Demon Master instructed me to come here to get the Devil Refining Gourd. If I fail to deliver, I will die. So, how about we place a bet on this battle?”

“What do you mean?” the Silver Fox Clan Master asked.

“In less than half a day, the disciples of the Door of Desolation will be here,” Mo Hun said. “When they arrive, a huge battle will break out. My Demon Army may be strong, but I’m well aware that our death would be inevitable. But if we are going to lose our lives, rest assured that we’ll bring a few lives from your side down with us. At the very least, we’ll wipe out your Spirit Fox Clan.”

“So,” he continued. “If I can’t retrieve the Devil Refining Gourd, I die. If this drags on, I die as well. Why not drag a few people down with me?”

Mo Hun’s intentions were clear: He was going to die anyway, and if they backed him into a corner, he’d drag the Spirit Fox Clan down with him.

Silver Fox knew that the Devil Refining Gourd was sealed, and couldn’t save them. If a battle broke out, his clan was doomed as well.

“What bet would you like to place on this battle?” Silver Fox asked calmly.

“The two Transcendence Realm fighters, you and myself, will not participate,” Mo Hun said. “I have three fearsome generals behind me. Send out three people, and our champions will fight in a battle stage. If your three win, I will order my army to retreat from the North Desolation Mountain, go back to the Demon City and beg the Demon Master for forgiveness. If your side loses, you will hand over the Devil Refining Gourd to me. Your Spirit Fox Clan will be unharmed. Otherwise, the only choice is for all of you to die.”

The offer was almost too good for Silver Fox to say no to.

“We’ll do it,” Miao Miao said. “But how do we know you’ll uphold your end of the bargain?”

Miao Miao was dying to fight. Even though she was in the advanced stage of the Explosive Energy Realm, she never backed down in a life-and-death situation.

“Miao Miao, quiet!” the Silver Fox Clan Master said before turning to Mo Hun and saying, “The three men behind you – two of them are in the initial stage of the Spirit Devour Realm and one is in the intermediate stage. Among our Spirit Fox Clan, only Mister Lin’s powers have reached the initial stage of the Spirit Devour Realm. Do you really think that this kind of competition is fair?”

“This is not a problem of whether it’s fair or not,” Mo Hun sneered. “You have no other choice.”

“You want a duel? No problem!” Ye Mo’s voice echoed through the cave. He floated down from the sky and said, “I am the future husband of the young clan master of the Spirit Fox Clan. That should give me the right to participate in this battle.”

“Husband?” the elder of the Spirit Clan looked at Ye Mo with utter surprise – where did this “husband” emerge from?

“Ye Mo, you managed to sneak in as well?” Miao Miao was delighted. With Ye Mo’s strength, he would definitely able to battle an elite fighter in the Spirit Devour Realm.

“Yes, I managed to catch the demons off guard,” Ye Mo said calmly.

“Who are you?” Mo Hun asked. “Just a kid? Sure, you can compete, if the Silver Fox Clan Master agrees.” He smiled. What was a fighter in the advanced stage of the Heaven’s Strength Realm going to do?

“Miao Miao, who is he?” Silver Fox asked sternly. His brows had already formed into a straight line when Ye Mo’s entered, and his expression soured even more when Ye Mo called himself Miao Miao’s husband.

Before Miao Miao could answer, a man stood behind her walked out and said, “Silver Fox Clan Master, it appears that I shouldn’t stay.”

“Mister Lin, wait. I’ll get to the bottom of this.” Silver Fox turned around and looked at Ye Mo as he said, “You rascal, what nonsense are you spouting? My future son-in-law is Lin Langya.”

At the moment, Silver Fox really wanted to kill Ye Mo, right here right now. Lin Langya being here meant that he had already sent a secret message to the Spirit Dogs. It wouldn’t be long before a group of skilled fighters from his clan will arrive and aid the Spirit Foxes, bailing them out of this troubling situation.

If Lin Langya left now, the elite fighters of his family clan wouldn’t be coming to help anymore.

“Father, Ye Mo and I have already shared those kinds of relations – he is my true husband.” Miao Miao was loud and confident as she backed up Ye Mo.

Her words caused Lin Langya’s expressio to turn extremely sour. There were two reasons for a marriage between the Spirit Dog Lin Family and the Spirit Fox Clan: the Devil Refining Gourd and, naturally, Miao Miao.

Miao Miao might have been loud and brash, like a tomboy, but she was still a beauty in her own right. What’s more, Miao Miao was a member of the Spirit Fox Clan and had a natural foxy aura and irresistible charm about her.

Both Miao Miao and Ye Mo were unaware that a group of elite fighters from the Spirit Dog Clan was already on their way.

Slap!

The Silver Fox Clan Master slapped Miao Miao in the face. Her cheek turned red.

“Miao Miao, how can you be so shameless?” he asked furiously.

“Father, don’t you know what the Spirit Dog Clan’s after?” Miao Miao asked. “You’re throwing me into a fire by letting me marry into their family.”

“What a shameless woman,” Lin Langya said. “Silver Fox Clan Master, I’ll see myself out.”

He held his hands together, paying respects to Silver Fox as he prepared to leave.

Looking on, Mo Hun smiled. With the opposition’s only fighter in the Spirit Devour Realm gone, there was no doubt which side was going to emerge victorious from their competition.

Mo Hun himself was well aware that Lin Langya was ultimately still a disciple of the Door of Desolation – they all possessed the power to challenge above their strength and realm tier. If Lin Langya had any tricks up his sleeves, even in a one-on-three fight, victory was not out of question.

But with Lin Langya storming out in anger, this was the best case scenario for Mo Hun.

“Mister Lin, in our current state, you’re the only one who can protect us,” Silver Fox said. “You’re a prodigy of the Door of Desolation – you will definitely be able to defeat all three of them with ease. If you stay and fight alongside the Spirit Fox Clan and win, I will gladly hand the Devil Refining Gourd over to you.”

Silver Fox would much rather give the Devil Refining Gourd to the Spirit Dog Clan than the demons. Mo Hun grew concerned.

“Are you serious?” Lin Langya stopped in his tracks, eyes sparkling brightly.

“I am!” the Silver Fox Clan Master said.

“Even though Miao Miao has already had relations with him, we still need a marriage bond between our two clans.” Lin Langya added with a smile, “Miao Miao will still marry me. And we’ll use the Devil Refining Gourd as a dowry.”

“You’re shameless!” Miao Miao shouted in anger.

“Quiet!” the Silver Fox Clan Master reprimanded her before turning to Lin Langya and saying, “So long as Mister Lin is willing to fight alongside the Spirit Fox Clan, Miao Miao will marry you, with the Devil Refining Gourd as a dowry.”

“Are all of you done talking?” Mo Hun was running out of patience, now that Lin Langya wasn’t leaving. “I don’t have time to waste with all of you. Are you done with your personnel selection?”

“I’ll take the lead then,” Lin Langya said. “You three – who wants to die first?”

He drew a treasure sword from behind his back and looked at the three people behind Mo Hun with a cunning smile on his face.