Chapter 1107 - 366: Dreams Shine Into Reality

"Mo Kai, there’s no need to beat around the bush. If you have any conditions, you can just state them openly!"

Su Qingfeng genuinely didn’t understand the situation before him.

Was Mo Kai out of his mind? Make friends? What utter bullshit.

However, Su Qingfeng really did want these three heads. Three Ninth Grades had been slain; this was undoubtedly great news. As long as the Zhao Qi Corps was informed, the Divine Land army could quickly flatten the three cities, considering the Ninth Grades of the Zhao Qi Corps hadn’t returned yet. But if he did that, he wouldn’t be able to secure military merits for Su Yue.

Still, Su Qingfeng really couldn’t see through Mo Kai.

"I don’t want any conditions. Let me say it again, I, Mo Kai, just want to make a friend.

"Although the Human Race and the Yangxiang Race have held a grudge for hundreds of years, I am an outcast of the Yangxiang Race, and you are a prisoner of the Divine Land. We are not bound by the shackles of our nations and races. We should be free and unconstrained!

"I’ll give you these three heads as a gift to a friend!"

Mo Kai laughed heartily, then actually threw the three Ninth Grade heads over.

Su Qingfeng inspected them repeatedly, finding no hidden traps or schemes.

"Dad, I don’t think this beast is plotting anything. His eyes aren’t dodging; it doesn’t seem like he’s lying." Su Yue took the three heads, holding back a laugh.

He hadn’t realized that Mo Kai was such a shy Ninth Grade. He wanted to defect to his dad, but he was still a little bashful, acting up out of petty pride.

"Su Qingfeng, then it’s settled. From now on, we are friends.

"I won’t ask you to do anything that betrays the Human Race. If you ever need anything, you can call me at any time. As a friend, I will come to help you.

"You don’t need to worry about any lingering consequences. I, Mo Kai, am now rootless and drifting. You know I’m not from the Eight Races Sacred Land, so just treat me as a Loose Cultivator!"

Mo Kai threw a sound-transmitting demonic artifact to Su Qingfeng. This kind of item could only be used in the Wet Realm. Of course, there was no need for such demonic artifacts on Earth anyway.

After all, they had cell phones.

"Mo Kai, you are too bizarre," Su Qingfeng said, genuinely baffled.

He couldn’t see through Mo Kai’s act, nor could he understand it. Was he trying to use the Human Race to deal with the Yangxiang Race, or perhaps to kill with a borrowed knife? It made no sense.

With these three heads in hand, Mo Kai could have easily gone to Zhao Qian’en for cooperation. Su Qingfeng was just a prisoner without soldiers or generals, and he would never leave Shenchu City in eight lifetimes. Seeking him out was completely useless.

"You just need to know that I am your friend, and that is enough." Mo Kai still wore that sincere expression.

"No, I just feel that being friends with the Yangxiang Race isn’t appropriate, I..." Su Qingfeng wanted to fish for more information. Although Mo Kai seemed sincere, this whole situation was utterly absurd.

"Su Qingfeng, listen to me.

"I don’t care what you feel, I only care what I feel.

"What you feel is useless; what I feel is right.

"I say you are a friend of Mo Kai, so you are... This is your fate." Mo Kai waved his hand domineeringly.

"Hiss... Well... Humans and demons are different..." Su Qingfeng frowned, feeling somewhat dumbfounded for a moment.

"Stop doubting. That’s it, just listen to me.

"I don’t think the conflict between our two races is a problem.

"We don’t need to discuss this anymore. You have to listen to me." Mo Kai’s face turned cold, wearing a very earnest and serious expression.

"Brother, is there something wrong with your brain...?" Su Qingfeng looked at him as if looking at a retard.

"I don’t care what you think, I am your friend. I’ll say it again, don’t overthink it.

"Friends!

"Do you understand? We are friends; I said so." Mo Kai spoke with growing excitement, a faint, wicked smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.

RUMBLE!

Su Qingfeng stomped heavily on the ground and, without another word, charged forward to smack Mo Kai right in the face.

"Stop acting like a damn domineering CEO!"

Forcing down the disgust in his stomach, Su Qingfeng slashed at Mo Kai with his saber.

The earth shook, and the mountains trembled. Ring after ring of air waves rippled outward, accompanied by layer after layer of snapping trees. Countless demonic beasts flew into the sky. In an instant, various roars soared into the heavens like the wailing of ghosts and howling of gods, carrying an unspeakable rage.

The demonic beasts were going crazy too. This endless disturbance was getting out of hand. Weren’t they ever going to let them sleep?

"Su Qingfeng, although you are playing with fire, your status is a friend of Mo Kai. Therefore, you have the right to be forgiven. I allow you to be impolite."

Mo Kai was a Ninth Grade, after all, and a relatively strong one at that. Su Qingfeng’s explosive attack didn’t even break his defense. Despite being treated rudely by Su Qingfeng, Mo Kai maintained his composure and sincerity.

There it was. That wicked smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth again.

"F*ck! No, I can’t swear in front of my son. Calm down... stay calm..." Having failed with his first strike, Su Qingfeng nearly exploded with anger.

Who the hell was playing with fire? Who the f*ck asked for his forgiveness? This pretentious prick truly deserved a thousand deaths.

However, Su Qingfeng knew that although he didn’t fear Mo Kai, a fight would end in a draw at best. The crux of the matter was that Su Yue was here, so he couldn’t afford to be too impulsive.

"Dad, Mo Kai should wear a suit and slick his hair back. Oh, right, he also needs to monopolize a fish pond." Su Yue was covered in goosebumps.

How had he never realized that Mo Kai possessed the soul of a domineering CEO? He found Mo Kai’s demands of forbidding this and mandating that incredibly domineering.

"Su Qingfeng, I am leaving.

"Remember, no matter where you are in the world, for the rest of your life, you have a friend who cares—who truly cares about you.

"I, Mo Kai, want to possess all the good things in the world, including your friendship." Mo Kai turned around, leaving behind a wicked smirk.

It was a success; Su Qingfeng had preliminarily accepted his friendship. Mo Kai didn’t care who was granting him the pinnacle destiny opportunities. He currently had eight left. As long as he scammed enough of them, who cared about friendship?

"Son, your dad isn’t afraid of him. If you weren’t here, I would hunt him down for ten days and ten nights!" Watching Mo Kai’s retreating back, Su Qingfeng’s arms went numb from sheer anger.

He was being doted on by a domineering CEO—no, he was being thoroughly disgusted by a domineering CEO.

"Dad, you’re doing this for my safety, I understand!

"By the way, I think Mo Kai’s behavior is so bizarre that he must have some ulterior motive.

"How about this? You directly refuse to be his friend and say you lack a servant. Let’s see how he reacts." Su Yue licked his lips.

He had to admit, that beast Mo Kai had a decent IQ. He was trying to make friends with his dad as an equal to deceive destiny and obtain the pinnacle opportunity.

What a beautiful dream.

But this young master wouldn’t allow it. If he said Mo Kai was a servant, then he was a servant. He wasn’t worthy of being a friend, and he had no right to change that.

Yes, how domineering.

"Hey, you kid really did inherit my intelligence." Su Qingfeng slapped the back of Su Yue’s head.

"Mo Kai, stop right there.

"I’ll tell you explicitly, I, Su Qingfeng, am not short on friends.

"But... I am lacking a loyal servant who will wait on me hand and foot. If you are willing to be my, Su Qingfeng’s, servant, go wait near Shenchu City.

"If you are unwilling, I will kill you every time I see you.

"You can think about it. If you refuse, I’ll crush this sound-transmitting demonic artifact right now." Su Qingfeng held up Mo Kai’s demonic artifact, probing him with a disdainful expression.

Reminded by Su Yue, Su Qingfeng had also come to his senses. Mo Kai was likely trying to obtain some sort of opportunity through him, but as for what it exactly was, Su Qingfeng had no idea.

"Hmph, we are friends, and I won’t allow anything else to complicate that!" Mo Kai snorted coldly and left straight away.

Although he was still acting domineering and outright rejected the prospect of being a servant, he didn’t even get angry.

Su Qingfeng looked at his son in astonishment.

Sure enough, that old beast Mo Kai definitely had ulterior motives; he wasn’t normal at all.

"Dad, barring any accidents, Mo Kai will definitely go to Shenchu City to wait for you. When the time comes, just boss him around like an animal.

"Over time, he’ll definitely reveal his true colors!" Su Yue chuckled darkly.

"Hmm, having an extra Ninth Grade servant isn’t bad!" Su Qingfeng nodded in satisfaction.

Of course, if Mo Kai really did come, he would have to be on guard when interacting with him in the future. That guy was not simple.

"Dad, are we returning to Jing Niao City now?" Su Yue hoisted the three Ninth Grade heads.

"Of course. Three Ninth Grade heads is a tremendous merit. We can’t let this advantage go to waste. In a few hours, the Zhao Qi Corps will probably receive news of the Ninth Grades’ deaths. We need to head back as early as possible!"

With that said, Su Qingfeng grabbed Su Yue and headed back toward Jing Niao City. Recalling Mo Kai’s wicked smirk, Su Qingfeng felt nauseous.

How could such a disgusting creature exist in this world!

...

At the Jing Niao City battlefield.

The battlefield had been mostly cleaned up, and the Zhao Qi Corps, along with the various reinforcements, had begun to organize their ranks to return to the Wet Ghost Tower Fortress.

Meanwhile, the several Ninth Grades of the Divine Land gathered to discuss and summarize the details of the war. They had erected a temporary tent to serve as a combat command post. Inside, there was a makeshift table, which was actually just a massive wooden stump.

The focus of their discussion was the remaining cities.

"Zhao Qian’en, the Eastern District Battlefield you oversee will likely enjoy peace for a long time to come. This is a good thing!" Wang Yetao let out a long breath and said leisurely.

As long as there was a safe environment, the Divine Land Martial Artists would grow very quickly.

"Unfortunately, the cities of the Blood Boiling Race, Four-armed Race, and Steel Bone Race are still standing. Even though the Palm Eye Race is in hiding right now, a Ninth Grade will soon come over to take over.

"It’s not that optimistic; it’s only relatively safer." Zhao Qian’en sighed.

"We don’t have any powerful Sacred Artifacts right now. Otherwise, we could take advantage of Fei Tianhong’s weakness and eliminate a Ninth Grade first.

"Gang Yue and Qiu Fenghai are cunning; we probably can’t kill them.

"But with one less menace, the Divine Land Martial Artists would be much safer when adventuring in the Wet Realm." Mo Qizheng sighed.

"Hahaha, I think everyone is being a bit greedy.

"In this battle, we have already slain Peak Cyan Sickness, as well as Qing Gai and Ying Guanqun. Not to mention the several Ninth Grades from Baiheng City, this is already the greatest victory we’ve had in over a decade.

"If we slay Fei Tianhong as well, then the Divine Land will have created far too many miracles." Bai Jinghao shook her head.

She also wished that the Divine Land could completely eradicate all the alien cities entrenched in the Eastern District Battlefield. But that was simply impossible.

Killing Cang Ji and Qing Gai were both plots that had been brewing for a long time. Suddenly deciding to kill other Ninth Grades would be incredibly difficult, let alone when the enemy was already on guard.

Unless a Peak expert personally came over, they could only rely on ambushes, and their opportunities had already been exhausted.

"Exactly, the Divine Land is already amazing. I wish I could fly back right now and tell the Martial Artists in our country," Mike’s Twice-Cooked Pork chimed in weakly.

Scattered Star Cities were springing up everywhere. If the Divine Land leveled another city, the Martial Artists’ range of activity would expand even further. Expanding their territory meant a larger area of operations, more Spirit Medicine, a more suitable Spiritual Qi pressure, and even numerous fortuitous opportunities.

In the face of such a terrifying victory, how was Mei Jian Country supposed to survive in the future? It was too embarrassing. Let alone killing a Peak expert, their country hadn’t even planned for such a thing.

"Haha, everyone is just joking around, lightening the mood after the battle," Wang Yetao smiled.

The other Ninth Grades laughed along. Although the joke was a bit overly ambitious, as generals, they should at least have dreams.

The achievements of this battle were already enough.

"No need to joke, I will make your dreams a reality!" At that moment, a familiar voice suddenly rang out from outside the tent.

SWISH!

Accompanied by three blasts of fierce wind, the tent flap was blown away. Three heads were tossed from outside the tent onto the table.

This was the Qi Blood of the Human Race, so the several Ninth Grades didn’t raise a hand to stop it. Instantly, a distinct scent of blood filled the tent.