World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 1306 - 575: Meng Tuoluo has arrived! _2

Chapter 1306: 575: Meng Tuoluo has arrived! _2

Lanling held the green bottle and put the white bottle back into the box, buried within the Gold Coin pile.

Clutching the Curse E Dan, he emerged from the water’s surface and exited the cave, opening the bottle for a glimpse.

Inside, the two Curse E Dans were intact, and they didn’t resemble a typical pill shape; instead, they appeared more like droplets brimming with vitality.

Lanling returned to the room with the poisonous dan and poured one Curse E Dan into a porcelain bowl, saying, "Eat it."

Gou Li’s beautiful face flinched slightly; though she had agreed, she still marveled at Lanling’s cold-blooded ruthlessness.

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and swallowed the E Yun Poison Dan.

Then...

"Ah..." Gou Li suddenly let out a pained cry and collapsed onto the bed, struggling.

"Ah... ah... ah..."

Gou Li let out waves of wretched cries, seemingly in unbearable pain.

Her body writhed continuously.

It was as if an energy coursed through her veins, reaching every inch of her body.

It even felt like a transformation and tempering.

But instead of enhancing martial arts, it was to make her entire body succumb to the Curse E Dan’s control.

Only after a quarter of an hour did Gou Li calm down, drenched in fragrant sweat.

Then Lanling was astounded to find her skin had become taut, and her face had tightened significantly.

After consuming the poison dan, she appeared to have reversed her age by ten years, presenting an alluring visage.

Anything toxic tends to be glamorous, and the Curse E Dan is no exception.

After consuming this poison dan, Gou Li became three times more enchanting, rejuvenated by ten years.

Now her appearance nearly matched Second Lady Sisi.

"Is it over now?" Gou Li asked tremulously, as if drained of half her life.

Lanling handed over a crystal mirror.

Gou Li, taken aback, took it and looked, exclaiming in shock.

Had she truly become this enchanting and young?

In the mirror now, she seemed barely four or five years older than Nini’an, yet even more alluring, even rivaling the seductress Sisi.

No woman is indifferent to beauty, and Gou Li was no exception.

Instantly, she became overwhelmingly thrilled and enamored, clutching the mirror, lingering in its reflection.

Lanling said coldly, "Don’t rejoice too soon. From now on, you must take the antidote annually, or else you will age rapidly and your entire skeleton will collapse, dying from the greatest suffering within a month!"

"Curse E Dan?" Gou Li exclaimed in shock.

Lanling was surprised, "You know of it too?"

Of course, she did. The legendary figure, the Elixir King, lived just a few hundred years ago, and stories have passed down, spreading his fame widely.

Especially the Flowing Years Elixir he created, renowned throughout the Barbaric Wilderness. Though Curse E Dan isn’t a woman’s dream, it is highly famous.

Then Gou Li smiled wryly and said, "You truly esteem me, even willing to give me the Curse E Dan!"

Inside, Gou Li was more shocked at Lanling being mysterious enough to possess such a rare dan from centuries ago.

Then, Gou Li asked, "Can you trust me now and release my martial prowess?"

...

Thirty thousand Allied Army of the Chimera and Ankara Tribe was utterly defeated, nearly annihilated.

This news within days spread throughout the Silver Alliance, sparking a tremendous storm, shocking everyone!

Thirty thousand Allied Army against Lanling’s thousand men, defeated, nearly annihilated.

How could this be possible?

Even if Lanling were a deity, he couldn’t achieve such a result.

But no matter the shock, it couldn’t change the fact.

Thus, the thirteen tribes of the Silver Alliance gathered again at the Silver Tribe to discuss what to do next.

Because daughter Nini’an married a minor Barbarian King as a concubine, Konstantin’s status rose substantially, even the Silver Alliance Leader sought to curry favor, gifting fifty thousand jins of salt yearly.

Even for the battle against Lanling, the eleven-member alliance contributed three thousand troops to aid.

But now, this defeat caused Konstantin’s status to revert to before Nini’an married the minor Barbarian, once again receiving everyone’s disdain.

Though the Barbaric Wilderness values power, strength still reigns supreme. For failures like Konstantin, regardless of high status, they are looked down upon.

Worse yet for Ankara Tribe’s Chief Alfonso.

After seizing the Wild Horse Tribe, he was the largest landholder in the Silver Alliance, faintly a dominant figure.

But now, his over ten thousand elite army was wiped clean; the remaining four to five thousand troops couldn’t even secure their lair, and surrounding tribes were watching like hawks.

At the Silver Alliance conference, Konstantin, bearing humiliation, detailed the battle report.

He focused on the reason for the total defeat: the Flame Demon Tribe’s Demonic God Ruins used eerie witchcraft to lure twenty-five thousand soldiers into a pit of death, drowned alive.

In sum, Konstantin emphasized repeatedly, this devastating defeat was no fault of the war!

Ultimately, Konstantin requested the Silver Alliance send a hundred thousand troops to completely encircle the Flame Demon Tribe, suffocating it to death.

However, this resolution was not passed!

Previously, with Konstantin and Alfonso deploying troops, everyone supported verbally, of course.

Now, requiring everyone to send troops, each contributing ten thousand, the price was too steep.

Though the Rakshasa Tribe and Close-Human Tribe were at odds, the Flame Demon Tribe presently didn’t impede our interests, so why should we send troops for your revenge?

For several days, the Silver Tribe Alliance meetings ended in discord.

And each day, Lanling’s Flame Demon Tribe continued to grow.

...

Shamaness Yin Ji was alone indoors.

Only at such times could she remove her mask, revealing her exquisitely beautiful face.

At the moment, she was writing.

Her writing was very beautiful, full of spirit, yet rife with killing intent.

She was writing in the Human Kingdom’s script.

Suo Lun!

Indeed, she wrote these two words!

The whole sheet of parchment was filled with Suo Lun.

Certainly not penned with emotion, but with hatred deep as the sea.

She naturally didn’t know Lanling was Suo Lun, nor had she encountered Suo Lun.

Yet Suo Lun was her foe, a mortal enemy.

Hence, her pen dipped in blood, not ink!

...

Meanwhile!

The large ship ran aground on the shores of the Southeastern Region, four hundred seventy miles from the Flame Demon Tribe. This ship had come from the Northern Barbaric Lands, sailing for over twenty days.

Most aboard were Close-Human Tribe from the Northern Barbaric Lands.

Due to the Motuo Empire’s expansion, one Close-Human Tribe after another perished, most were slain, and a small remainder fled, sailing toward the Southern Barbaric Lands.

Usually, out of ten ships, only one could successfully reach the Southern Barbaric Lands.

And aboard, only two to three out of ten people could survive.

Thus, this large ship was no exception; most aboard had perished!

After the large ship ran aground on the beach, only about twenty people scrambled onto the shore, out of two to three hundred survivors.

Among the survivors was a woman, Black Widow Meng Tuoluo!

Looking at the desolate land, full of unfamiliar terrain, she took a deep breath and muttered to herself, "Southern Barbaric Lands, I have arrived!"

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