This feeling, of not fighting alone.
This feeling of having support behind you, people who care, people willing to cheer for you, sacrifice their lives for you, and remember everything you’ve done.
Jiang Ke’er took a deep breath.
“We are…”
“CHAMPIONS!!!“
She finally shouted those words, facing all of Shenzhou, holding Si Lian’s hand aloft.
These five simple words, some had been waiting for them for far, far too long.
Tears once again uncontrollably welled up in her eyes, and then, a roar like a mountain torrent and tsunami erupted from the sky!
“The Demon Race! Is Awesome!!!“
“Long Live the Bagpipe Squad!!!“
This was probably the most bizarre battle cry in history.
The Demon army, having poured out in full force, surrounded everything belonging to the Bagpipe Squad, firmly protecting them.
“Thanks to you!”
Li Yuan landed with a thud. This General who commanded the entire Demon army suddenly knelt solemnly on one knee before all the Yao Tribe Warriors, facing Jiang Ke’er, Qiao Xiaoxian, and Si Lian.
“From today onward, the Demon Race will hold its head high!”
“No longer need to feel inferior to the talents of any other race!”
“We will stand tall and proud, born as Demons!”
“You have retrieved the lost dignity of the Demon Race. Then, let us be the ones to reclaim the land!”
“All generals, hear my order! Effective immediately, the Demon Race declares all-out war on the Great Sima Nation!”
“No end, no rest!“
At this moment, Si Lian’s face still held a trace of disbelief and confusion.
Her body suddenly went limp. Qiao Xiaoxian hurriedly supported her with her other hand.
Years of persistence had suddenly borne fruit. It was as if happiness had fallen from the sky and hit her on the head, leaving her mind blank, momentarily robbed of speech.
A buzzing filled her ears. Trembling, she took out one name tag after another.
They belonged to the former members of the Bagpipe Squad who had fallen on this road.
This victory belonged to them too.
“Clowns! Shameless!“
There were always some fools who ruined the mood, charging right into the line of fire.
A Leopard Monster, dressed in luxurious clothes and looking quite aristocratic, pointed at Li Yuan and the three women of the Bagpipe Squad and began to curse. “It’s because of ungrateful, disrespectful, rule-breaking scum like you that the Demon Race knows no peace! You are a disgrace to the Demon Race!”
This was another envoy who had come from the Northern Beijia Demon Kingdom, whose sole job was to lick the boots of the Great Sima Nation.
Jiang Ke’er was so angry she almost laughed. “Even with the situation like this, you still stubbornly insist on being their slaves… So many slaps can’t even wake you up? Have your backbones all been pulled out to make hotpot?”
“You don’t understand anything! You can’t win!” The envoy’s face was full of terror. “You can’t possibly win! The Human Clan is the heavens, the Human Clan is everything! They are the lords of all creatures, the destined rulers!”
No sooner had his words fallen than his head flew into the sky.
The ridiculous part was, it wasn’t a Demon soldier who did it. It was a Human Cultivator who had been driven into a killing frenzy. Seeing the envoy’s Demon identity, he instinctively cut him down.
After the deed, he had no idea he had mistakenly attacked an ally. He continued to charge towards other Demon soldiers, shouting “Demonic Talent, prepare to die!”
Jiang Ke’er shook her head, suddenly finding it hard to muster anger, feeling only a wave of pity.
‘Sigh, let’s go.’
Si Lian stood up. The dazed, bewildered expression she wore after her dream came true suddenly became as calm and resolute as usual.
She raised her pipe and smiled.
Yes, it was too early to feel empty now. This battle wasn’t over yet.
Until all Demons could truly stand firm in Shenzhou, possessing survival resources, cultural systems, and racial identity not inferior to the Human Clan, her burden would not be lifted.
Of course, there were two ways to solve these problems.
One method was to eliminate the problem.
The other method was to eliminate the problem.
Amidst the adoring crowd, Jiang Ke’er traveled through the spatial passage constructed by the Celestial Monitoring Instrument and returned to Jiangdu City.
Although the Demon Race had achieved an important victory today, Li Yuan wasn’t so carried away as to think their current strength could directly challenge the Imperial Capital of the Great Sima Nation, which housed the headquarters of the Nine Palaces Chamber of Commerce.
The Demon army’s current advantage lay in flexibility.
With the Celestial Monitoring Instrument, they could launch surprise attacks at any time and withdraw quickly.
Therefore, he wouldn’t mindlessly charge head-on against the combined forces of the Great Sima Nation, the Nine Palaces Chamber of Commerce, and the Tribulation Immortal Hall.
However, since he had declared war, he would immediately begin attacking and encroaching upon the Great Sima Nation’s territory.
From this moment on, Yu Wenhua Ji could no longer drag the Demon Race into small-scale skirmishes. Hoping to save the Great Sima Nation’s dire economic situation through minor wars was pure fantasy.
The launch of all-out war meant the entire Great Sima Nation would know no peace.
Yu Wenhua Ji stared at the slowly closing gap in the clouds, forced to watch helplessly as the enemy swaggered away.
Thinking about the impending all-out war, the completely indefensible surprise attacks via the Celestial Monitoring Instrument, and the utterly empty National Treasury of the Great Sima Nation…
His head was about to explode.
‘I can only ask the Nine Palaces Chamber of Commerce for help. Sigh, borrow a bit from the Chamber…’
Jiang Ke’er absolutely detested self-destruction as a skill.
When self-destructing, not only would the body be blown to pieces, but the soul would also be blasted into a mess.
Fortunately, her internal space was somewhat special—everything within the Fangkuai Space was blockified, including the souls of Jie Shui, Gan Ruǎnruǎn, and A Miao.
Thus, the utterly clueless task of splicing souls became much easier—jigsaw puzzles, stacking blocks. This was the most two-dimensional medical procedure Jiang Ke’er had ever performed.
Although these blocks were somewhat complex, her medicine’s effects hadn’t worn off yet, so the splicing proceeded smoothly.
“You stacked it wrong. Where would Ruan Ruan get a stick?” Qiao Xiaoxian ruthlessly teased.
Because the workload was immense, Qiao Xiaoxian had also been called by Jiang Ke’er to help stack the blocks.
There was a day-night cycle within the Fangkuai Space. At night, insufficient light added considerable difficulty to the work.
Luckily, there was the adorable “Dao Yi brand Super Level Perpetual Motion Machine.” With Dao Yi’s hard work, Jiang Ke’er soon got the light bulb to shine, perfectly solving the problem of insufficient light at night… it’s just that Dao Yi’s constant cursing and grumbling was a bit annoying.
“Of course Ruan Ruan doesn’t have a stick,” Jiang Ke’er rolled her eyes at Qiao Xiaoxian.
“But, there’s only one stick here. Who knows if it’s Jie Shui’s or A Miao’s…”
“Then you still shouldn’t have attached it to Ruan Ruan!” Qiao Xiaoxian didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
“If Jie Shui or A Miao found out that while I was collecting souls, I accidentally lost one of their sticks, they’d definitely go berserk,” Jiang Ke’er explained seriously, raising one small paw.
“So, for the sake of fairness, I attached the stick to Ruan Ruan. That way, when they wake up, they won’t get jealous because they weren’t assigned a stick and end up fighting over this one stick.”
Qiao Xiaoxian was dumbfounded. “…You’re truly a genius.”
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Seeing as Miao was an insect, he might not have had a “stick”