Realm of the Night God

Since Yang Haoran finally responded to the sloppy man, Bai Xue also stopped her continued attacks on the sloppy man. However, her aura of intensity did not diminish as she waited for their conversation to conclude.

The sloppy man knew that Bai Xue was still firmly locked onto him as a target, but he did not care. Instead, it was Yang Haoran's words that made his expression even more unsightly, and his gaze towards Yang Haoran held a few more traces of disdain.

"Great endeavors do not sweat the small stuff. To give up immense benefits just because of some grudge, your perspective as a Burial Master is too small," the sloppy man said in a deep voice.

Yang Haoran smiled and shook his head, then said, "No, you misunderstood. What's between you and me is not some minor grudge, it's a deadly feud. Do you think I should care about it or not?"

The sloppy man frowned in hesitation for a moment, then asked, "So, are you going to take this deal or not?"

"No, I'm not interested," Yang Haoran smiled in response, firmly rejecting the sloppy man's offer.

Having been rejected by Yang Haoran, the sloppy man's expression suddenly became anxious. He had initially thought that by provoking Yang Haoran a little, he would be able to pique Yang Haoran's intense interest. However, what he did not expect was that not only did Yang Haoran reject him, but he did so very decisively.

"You're rejecting this deal, and you'll definitely regret it. If you agree to cooperate with me, you'll gain a considerable number of demonic pills!"

Upon mentioning demonic pills, Yang Haoran's expression did not change, but the watchful Bai Xue's snake-like eyes flickered with a hint of light.

"If you're willing to sit down and talk with me properly, you'll definitely believe me," the sloppy man said in a deep voice.

Yang Haoran pondered briefly, then said with a smile, "That's not necessarily true."

Seeing that Yang Haoran was not receptive, the sloppy man suppressed his anger and gritted his teeth, then took out an object from his independent space.

This object was a box, with seals arranged on its surface, not emitting any trace of power fluctuations, so it was impossible to discern what was inside the box.

"I can show my sincerity first. If you still don't trust me after this, then I'll have to find someone else to cooperate with."

As the words fell, the sloppy man waved his hand and opened the box, revealing a bead that emanated a green glow.

This was a demonic pill, and the demonic spiritual power it radiated was strong, clearly indicating that its former owner was a great demon.

Yang Haoran's gaze fell upon the demonic pill, and his face showed some interest. As for Bai Xue, upon seeing this demonic pill, her emotions fluctuated significantly, and the speed at which her body moved in the air involuntarily increased, her snake-like eyes burning with desire.

Bai Xue was a demon, and the allure of demonic pills was no less than that of soul pills for Yang Haoran, and could even be said to surpass the allure of soul pills for him. As an Underworld Envoy, Yang Haoran could still receive a fixed number of three soul pills each year, but Bai Xue had no such privilege and had to rely on luck to obtain demonic pills.

Therefore, for Bai Xue, every demonic pill was extremely precious, especially those from great demons. Such a demonic pill was something she had longed for, and if she could obtain and refine it, her strength would soar.

"This demonic pill is my sincerity. I can give you this demonic pill, but I want to see your current strength first. As long as your strength satisfies me, this demonic pill will be yours."

The sloppy man's words made Yang Haoran's smile deepen.

"Heh heh, it seems that today you've come to seek something from me, right?" Yang Haoran asked with a smile.

Based on Master Wu's previous analysis, coupled with his own observations, Yang Haoran made this judgment.

From the situation of Bai Xue and the sloppy man's exchange, the former had been launching fierce attacks, trying to kill the latter, while the latter had been solely defending, unwilling to attack. There were even several instances where he wanted to counterattack but was forcibly suppressed.

If the sloppy man had come seeking revenge, he need not have done so. From this point, it could be seen that the sloppy man's purpose for coming today was likely not vengeance or demon hunting.

Then what was his real purpose?

Yang Haoran was not clear about that, but he could see that the sloppy man seemed to have a request for him.

It was precisely because the sloppy man had a request for him that he had been holding back, choosing to defend against Bai Xue's fierce attacks rather than retaliating, afraid of injuring Bai Xue and affecting Yang Haoran's decision.

In his view, the sloppy man's claim of wanting to make a deal with him was merely a more palatable way of putting it. To be more direct, he had a request for Yang Haoran.

Being questioned in such a way by Yang Haoran, the sloppy man's expression changed again, but he eventually nodded.

"That's right, I do have something I need your help with, but it depends on whether you have the ability. If I've misjudged you, I'll decisively find someone else to help," the sloppy man said in a deep voice.

"Haha, seeking help from an enemy, you're really an interesting one. Aren't you worried that in the end, you'll lose your wife and your troops?" Yang Haoran asked with a smile.

"We don't really have a deep grudge. The battle we had before was just a matter of positions. I'm a demon hunter, hunting demons is my profession. She's your friend, and I can understand your need to protect her. Although this caused enmity between us, it's not something that can't be resolved. Moreover, even if we did have a deep grudge, what does it matter in the face of absolute interests, don't you agree?" the sloppy man asked in a deep voice.

Yang Haoran smiled and nodded, seeming to agree with the sloppy man's perspective, but whether he truly agreed in his heart was unknown.

"You want to see my current strength? How should I prove it?" Yang Haoran asked with a smile.

The sloppy man waved his hand lightly, and the demonic pill in the box floated in the air above his head. He looked up at the floating demonic pill, then turned his gaze back to Yang Haoran.

"It's simple. If you can snatch this demonic pill from me within ten minutes, it will prove that I haven't misjudged you," the sloppy man said.

"But you're injured, and your inner star spiritual power has been depleted. Wouldn't that give me too much advantage?" Yang Haoran asked with a smile.

"I'm concerned about your current ability, not whether you have an advantage over me," the sloppy man replied.

However, Yang Haoran didn't act despite his reply.

"You dared to come here alone to find me, which means you must have thought it through carefully before making this decision. Since you've thought it through carefully, why do you need to show me your strength? How about this: our enmity started because of my friend, so if you can convince her, I'll sit down and talk to you properly. But I'll take this demonic pill first."

As the words fell, Yang Haoran suddenly snapped his fingers, and his Yin spirit power materialized into Yin Qi around the demonic pill. The Yin Qi swirled and carried the demonic pill towards his position.

Yang Haoran thought his action would anger the sloppy man, who would try to stop him, and then he could use forceful means to directly seize the demonic pill, demonstrating his current strength to the sloppy man.

Although he said there was no need to show his strength, the sloppy man did want to see it, and Yang Haoran didn't mind revealing a bit.

However, the reality was completely beyond his expectations. His action did anger the sloppy man, but the sloppy man didn't try to stop him, even though Yang Haoran could see that the sloppy man really wanted to stop him. Ultimately, the sloppy man didn't act.

The sloppy man watched helplessly as the demonic pill flew towards Yang Haoran, until Yang Haoran caught it in his hand. Only then did the sloppy man turn his gaze towards Bai Xue with an unhappy expression.

Yang Haoran caught the demonic pill, his expression unchanged, but he couldn't help feeling a strong sense of doubt. What reason could there be for the sloppy man, a two-star demon hunter, to be so humble, letting Yang Haoran ride roughshod over him, and yet still endure it?

The sloppy man didn't know what Yang Haoran was thinking. After turning his gaze back to Bai Xue, he only said one thing:

"I don't have any demonic pills on me for now."

Bai Xue sneered coldly, then said, "That's really too bad. Since you can't produce what I want, how about you use your physical body to endure one of my strikes?"

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