Chapter 352

When Fujiwara Teruhi heard Zhang Yuan's words, he knew that Zhang Yuan would not let him go, and immediately ordered Shangchuan: "Shangchuan, kill Zhang Yuan!"

After Fujiwara Teruhi finished speaking, he quickly retreated to the back, and at the same time constructed a teleportation array under his feet, ready to teleport away.

However, before Fujiwara Teruhi's array was formed, the Rakshasa King suddenly appeared in front of him, crushed his array with one foot, and then grabbed his neck with one hand and lifted him up.

"Rakshasa King, take this old man to the next room and treat him well, just follow the standards I just said, so that he wants to die, but can't die."

"Yes, Master."

The Rakshasa King replied respectfully, and then dragged Fujiwara Teruhi to another room and closed the door.

Soon Fujiwara Teruhi's screams came from the room, and then a barrier sealed the door, and Fujiwara Teruhi's voice stopped abruptly.

When Shangchuan saw Fujiwara Teruhi being dragged away, his face turned ugly. He took out a dagger from the storage space and held it in front of himself, ready to fight to the death.

Zhang Yuan glanced at Shangchuan and used the Eye of the Abyss directly.

[Shangchuan, the ghost catcher, level 90. 】

After reading Shangchuan's information, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but ask: "You said that you are at least a level 90 hidden professional. Even if your strength is not the best in Sakura Country, you are one of the top combat forces, right?"

"How can a person like you be a dog for a guy like Fujiwara Teruhi, and not even react when being beaten and scolded like that?"

Shangchuan replied: "What does this have to do with you? You can kill me or cut me up as you like, but don't even think about getting any information from me."

"Pretty tough..."

Zhang Yuan laughed, "To be honest, if it weren't for Xue's face, I wouldn't care whether you live or die. Alas... Who made my friend your ancestor?"

After Zhang Yuan said that, he opened the summoning space and let Xue walk out of it.

Shangchuan, who looked alert, saw Xue and his pupils shrank suddenly: "Ghost clan?"

Now in Sakura Country, there are only 52 ghost clans in total, of which less than 10 are underage ghost clans, and more than 30 are elderly ghost clans.

Their clan has long been an endangered species, and could become extinct at any time.

And the only one in their ghost clan who became a god, Jiao, is a master who doesn't care about the blood of the ghost clan at all. Not only that... Jiao often trips up the ghost clan, making their clan more and more withered.

As the top combat force in the clan, Shangchuan had to endure humiliation and work for the high-level officials of Sakura Country in order to preserve the flame of the ghost clan, just to ask the clan members to get a resting place.

Now, a new ghost clan appeared in front of Shangchuan, and it also has the breath of a god. The impact on Shangchuan can be imagined.

Xue saw the fatigue in Shangchuan's eyes and her expression was a little complicated, but her expression soon became cold and she said to Shangchuan: "Young man, you only have two ways to go now."

"One, submit to my master. I have pleaded with my master for you, and the things you did before can be written off."

"Two, continue to be loyal to Sakura Country, and then I will personally send you to hell."

After hearing what Xue said, Shangchuan was silent for a long time, and then said: "If Fujiwara Teruhi died and I was still alive, the nobles of Sakura Country would never let my people go."

"I must die today, do it."

Zhang Yuan chuckled and asked: "Do you think you are handsome now?"

Shangchuan was stunned.

Zhang Yuan continued: "Based on Fujiwara Teruhi's attitude towards you, I can also guess the living conditions of your other tribesmen."

"You are obviously a level 90 hidden professional. Even if you can't make your ghost tribe rise again, with your strength, you can easily make your tribe live in a corner, but the result is that your tribe lives worse than dogs."

"When you were alive, the living environment of your tribe was already so bad. What do you think will happen to your tribe if you die?"

"Of course, if you don't agree with what I said, you can also refute it. I can give you a quick death for Xue's sake."

Shangchuan: "..."

Shangchuan was silent. Zhang Yuan's words accurately broke his defense.

Indeed, he lived a very cowardly life. He was already level 90, but there was still a collar around his neck, and he didn't even have the courage to resist.

Thinking of this, Shangchuan suddenly laughed and said to Zhang Yuan: "Even if I surrender to you, what's the problem? It's just taking off one collar and putting on another one."

"Then you misunderstood."

Zhang Yuan laughed, "Although you are level 90, it's very good, but it's only relative to others."

"To be qualified to work for me now, demigod is the threshold, I can throw it to youThe olive branch is entirely because you are Xue's relative. To put it bluntly, the only role you play for me is to make Xue happy, nothing more. "

"Demigod... is a threshold?"

Shangchuan was shocked when he heard Zhang Yuan's words, and subconsciously thought that Zhang Yuan was bragging.

But he thought of the information he had collected about Zhang Yuan these days...

Climbed to the 100th floor of the Sky Tower, cleared the abyss battlefield with one sword, and suspected of killing gods...

If these achievements are true, then what Zhang Yuan said is really not an exaggeration.

At level 90, he is really no different from an ant in front of Zhang Yuan.

Thinking of this, Shangchuan took a deep breath again and asked, "If I work for you, can you guarantee the continuation of my ghost clan?"

Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "If you are willing, I can let you take root and multiply in my country as a clan."

Hearing Zhang Yuan's words, Shangchuan's eyes suddenly lit up, "You mean, Daxia can accept us? "

Compared to the Sakura Kingdom, Daxia is truly vast and rich in resources. If the ghosts can take root in Daxia, without the suppression of the Sakura Kingdom nobles, they will surely return to their peak in time!

"No, not Daxia."

Zhang Yuan shook his head and smiled, "I'm talking about my country. "

After all, the ghosts are aliens. If they are introduced to Daxia, perhaps one or two generations, or even 10 to 20 generations, of the ghosts will not cause trouble.

But as long as the time scale is extended, thousands of years later, once the ghosts prosper on the land of Daxia, their clan will become a huge hidden danger to Daxia.

Those who are not of my race must have different hearts. Zhang Yuan will not be stupid enough to dig such a big pit for Daxia.

However, Lingjian Country is different.

In that country, there are all demons and abyss monsters. To Zhang Yuan, the citizens of Lingjian Country are all aliens and unstable factors.

If the ghosts are transferred to Lingjian Country, even if they cause big trouble in Lingjian Country in the future, it will only be a tiny splash to the already chaotic abyss.

"Your country?"

Shangchuan didn't quite understand what Zhang Yuan said, and couldn't help asking, "Are you still the king of a country?"

Zhang Yuan laughed, "Of course, I have another identity. ”

“I am the Demon King of the Abyss, the ruler of the Spirit Sword Nation…”

“The Spirit Sword King.”