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This scene stunned everyone present.
This is not just an endorsement of the matter, but also a signal sent by several top families to everyone.
They agree with Mu Qinghan's ideas and are willing to stand by him.
The crowd gradually quieted down, with only the sound of the wind blowing the flags on the gate.
Many people lowered their eyes, their fingers rubbing their cuffs or sword hilts, their minds already in turmoil.
Mu Qinghan's own strength was already among the best of the human race, and now he had the strong support of the heirs of several core families. His words carried more weight in the Dao Alliance than ever before.
Some people even glanced at Mu Qinghan, their doubts gone, replaced by thoughtful calculations.
They stopped worrying about whether humans and demons should be at peace and began to ponder: if Mu Qinghan really promoted this policy, how would the future structure of the Dao Alliance change?
How can families plan ahead to gain an advantage in new trends?
The tense atmosphere gradually eased, and the way everyone looked at Mu Qinghan changed from initial wariness and skepticism to a look of awe and scrutiny.
They had realized that this young man was now the true core of the Dao Alliance.
Their paths will all be dramatically altered by his decision.
Chapter 120 Advancement (2)
Old Zhu staggered back half a step, his cloudy eyes filled with confusion, muttering to himself repeatedly.
"How is that possible?... The demons and humans of Beishan should be locked in a life-or-death struggle..."
"How can the blood feud of the Demon-Slaying Kingdom be erased so easily..."
Mu Qinghan stepped forward, her voice gentle.
"So, sir, even the Northern Mountains, with their deep-seated blood feud, can achieve coexistence between humans and demons, so why can't our Dao Alliance?"
He raised his hand in a gesture of calm, indicating that everyone should remain patient, and then slowly shifted his focus to a more practical level.
"Now, let's talk about the interests that everyone cares about most—the prosperity of Tushan. I'm sure everyone here has heard about it, right?"
These words instantly captured everyone's attention. The crowd, which had been whispering, fell completely silent. Even Old Man Zhu stopped murmuring and looked up at him.
"Tushan is evergreen all year round, and the plains at the foot of the mountain are rich in rare fruits and vegetables. Even in the coldest winter months, sweet spiritual fruits can grow there."
Mu Qinghan's voice echoed throughout the room, each word hooking at everyone's hearts.
"Not to mention the food of Tushan, whose pastries are said to nourish magical power; Tushan medicine can even find ancient healing formulas that are missing from the Dao Alliance Pharmacopoeia."
"There are also amusement parks in Tushan, which are a consumer industry with huge profits."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over the elders and patriarchs of the various families present, his tone resolute.
"If we can be on good terms with Tushan, there will be so many ways for us to make money—our family shops can import Tushan specialties, and the spiritual herbs and minerals that our disciples need for cultivation can be obtained in Tushan at prices 30% lower than the market price."
“More importantly…” Mu Qinghan’s voice suddenly became more serious, dropping a bombshell.
"I will first offer this right of exchange for Tushan to everyone present. Whether you choose to cooperate with your families first or to supply the towns under your jurisdiction first is entirely up to you."
As soon as these words were spoken, gasps of astonishment rippled through the crowd.
Everyone understands what this means—it's not a short-term benefit, but a long-term benefit that will benefit the family for generations to come.
They could even develop an industry chain that spans both the human and demon realms through this cooperation!
Previously, no one had considered trading with Tushan, but firstly, they were wary of the rule that "humans and demons are not on the same path," and secondly, they were afraid of angering the Demon Emperor of Tushan, so no one dared to take that step.
But things are different now—Mu Qinghan himself is a top expert, and he has a Demon Emperor-level backer behind him, with the heirs of several core families giving him their full support.
Some people clenched their fists quietly, already calculating in their minds: if they could really cooperate with Tushan, their family's cultivation resources would double next year, and they could even use Tushan's medicine to cultivate more top disciples.
"And this is not a one-sided demand."
Mu Qinghan's voice softened again, "Tushan's matchmaking business can also be safely carried out in our human territory."
“We can provide Tushan with their scarce iron ore, silk, and elixirs.”
"This is a win-win situation, not a case of one person taking advantage of the other, and there is no irreconcilable conflict between races. It can last for a long time."
He paused slightly and stopped talking.
Looking up, the crowd had long since lost their previous doubts, standing there dumbfounded, their faces filled with shock and ecstasy.
Someone exchanged glances with the person next to them, their hesitation turning into eagerness.
Tu Shan Hong Hong had previously shown leniency towards the Dao Alliance disciples, which was already a friendly attitude. Now that Mu Qing Han is leading the way and there are such great benefits involved, this matter... seems like it could really succeed!
Just then, Mu Qinghan suddenly stepped forward, his gaze fixed on Old Man Zhu, his tone filled with respect.
"And you, sir, possess the cultivation level of a Great Demon King, and more importantly, you have a burning heart that cares for the people."
"Therefore, I hope you can take on the position of head of the Enforcement Division—in the future, if any demons harm people, please ask Elder Zhu to take up his sword and eliminate them; if any members of the clan disregard morality and kill each other, I will also trouble you to send people to arrest and punish them."
As he finished speaking, his gaze swept over everyone present, and the composure in his eyes made the silence in the room last only a moment.
A rough voice of agreement suddenly erupted from the corner. The burly man in shorts slapped his thigh, and the wine jug rattled in his hand.
"Old Zhu is the fairest person I can do things!"
"Hahaha--"
Laughter drifted by, and the old man with the goatee clapped his hands and stood up, his gaze falling on Mr. Zhu, who was sitting in the corner.
"That's right! Brother Zhu has always been impartial. Back when I was fighting with Li Laosan over the magic weapon, he was the one who treated everyone fairly."
"Let him handle this enforcement department, and we can all sleep soundly!"
A chorus of agreement swept across the room, "It's him! Of all these people, I only trust Old Man Zhu!"
"I agree! With Mr. Zhu around, no one can get away with anything underhanded!"
Amidst the rising and falling echoes of agreement, Mr. Zhu first stared blankly at Mu Qinghan, then his eyes reddened, and he bowed deeply.
"Thank you all for your trust, I will certainly live up to your expectations."
Mu Qinghan smiled faintly. Old Master Zhu's hatred for the demon race stemmed from the demon race's slaughter of his family. He hated the demons, and he also hated himself for not being able to save his family back then.
Now, he has been given the power and the opportunity to save more innocent people and punish those evil demons. He will work harder than anyone else to accomplish this.
This is his redemption.
Old Man Mu sat in the back, his eyes always following his son.
Seeing him calmly handle the uproar, with a smile in the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, I felt a warm feeling welling up in my chest.
He quietly turned his head to look at the door. His wife was covering her cheeks with a handkerchief. In the candlelight, he could see the redness in the corners of her eyes and her fingertips trembling slightly.
That was the same pride he felt, the emotion of seeing his child finally able to stand on his own.
The children have really grown up. They are no longer the little ones who need to hide behind us. Now they can hold up the sky on their own.
Wang Quan Shouzhu stroked his beard and exchanged a glance with Dongfang Guyue beside him.
Dongfang Guyue spoke first, his tone full of teasing.
“Hey, old man, look at the current situation. Qinghan is more like the leader than you are.”
"You're probably going to be all alone now—and your son, he was practically grinning from ear to ear at the banquet, he was practically jumping up to cheer for Qinghan."
"You're no better off."
Wang Quan Shouzhuo glanced at him sideways, but a smile was hidden in his eyes.
"When you clapped just now, your hand strength was greater than anyone else's."
He paused, his gaze returning to the young figure in the hall, his tone gradually becoming more serious.
"I was worried that he was too young and wouldn't be able to handle the situation, but now it seems that those worries were unnecessary."
“Look at him, first he used his strength to suppress everyone’s doubts, then he used Mr. Zhu’s prestige to slowly guide them. He not only used sufficient support to seize the initiative, but also used clear points of interest to win people’s hearts, and finally perfected all the details.”
"He... is already a mature leader."
Looking at Mu Qinghan, who was surrounded by people in the hall, Dongfang Guyue sighed softly, her tone full of relief.
"Yes, this little guy is really amazing. We can finally breathe a sigh of relief about things in the alliance from now on."
"Dong dong dong..."
"Um...am I late?"
"Come in, Patriarch Xiao."
"Hey, that's good."
Chapter 121 The storm is coming
The steps of lust are careless.
It felt like stepping on melted asphalt, making my steps slow and deliberate.
The surroundings were a deathly gray fog, and even time seemed to be stretched and crushed, turning into invisible threads wrapped around her, slowly dragging her forward.
A very soft sound of water suddenly pierced the silence. It was neither rain nor dew, but rather like thick beads of blood rolling down a rusty iron blade, crashing into the void and splashing out a fleeting ripple.
The footsteps of desire did not stop; they continued to move slowly forward.
A deafening roar suddenly exploded in my ears, and the airflow carrying pebbles brushed against my cheeks, smelling of rust and burnt metal.
Lust didn't even turn around; she only felt a chill on her shoulder as a cold light flew past her collarbone. The next second, a deafening roar echoed from the ground.
The earth, thousands of meters high, was like paper torn apart by an invisible giant hand. Deep purple light surged from the cracks, pulsating like the veins of a living thing, instantly dyeing the entire gray fog into an eerie purple, and even the air began to heat up.
She raised her hand and gently wiped away the bloodstains on her shoulder with her fingertips.
The wound was as thin as a hair, yet deep enough to see the bone. But the moment the fingertip touched it, the flesh began to writhe and heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only a faint pink mark that disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Just then, a bright red light suddenly pressed down from above. It wasn't sunlight, but a warm, viscous light, like congealed blood.
The ground around her instantly turned a strange, blood-red color, even staining her skirt with a dark red hue, as if the earth beneath her feet was seeping blood.
She finally looked up and met the source of the light—
It was a huge eye, several times larger than a millstone.
His irises were pure blood red, but his vertical pupils were as thin as needles, and he was staring at her with great interest.