As soon as Mu Qianyu finished speaking, the Black Dragon Guards and the pirates all flew up and chased around, instantly surrounding the major immortal sects that wanted to evacuate.
"I...I don't want to leave either." A fairy sect leader accompanied him and said with a smile.
Other immortal sects have no better way besides obeying, and they will definitely not win if they fight.
After Mu Qianyu said this, he ignored them and continued to look in the direction of Yu Wenlin, waiting for him to give an explanation.
Yu Wenlin also saw that the Empress of the Great Zhou Dynasty was really not an economical person. It would be impossible to end this matter without paying some price.
"I listened to the slander for a while and it really caused a lot of trouble for Dazhou. How about I cut off a fairy city as an apology?" He said with a smile, but his heart was bleeding.
As one of the three powerful forces, it has its own fairy cities at the foot of the mountain and in the dynasties such as Daxing of Wei Dynasty. There are five in total. Each one has a very vast area and generates a lot of income every year.
"As far as I know, the academy has two fairy cities in the Wei Dynasty and the Daxing Dynasty. I have suffered heavy losses. These four fairy cities are not too much." Mu Qianyu said calmly.
It was time to negotiate terms. After all, the other party had already found a reason to give in. If she continued to kill everyone, it would be detrimental to the emperor's courage, but it was impossible for her to let Bailu Academy go easily.
The first step is to cut off the supply of food. All the resources of White Deer Academy depend on these five huge fairy cities, and she will take most of them.
Yu Wenlin and the disciples of White Deer Academy suddenly felt that they had heard wrongly. Mu Qianyu actually opened his mouth and mentioned four fairy cities? This was to cut off the resources of White Deer Academy.
The development of any force is inseparable from the supply of resources. If resources are cut off, how can we talk about cultivation? How can we talk about cultivating disciples?
The other immortals also felt frightened after hearing this. They had heard before that the Empress of the Great Zhou Dynasty was never merciless at the negotiation table, and her strength demonstrated what it means to be evil-minded and ruthless.
Now that they have understood it, they are also a little panicked, wondering if it will be their turn once they clean up White Deer Academy.
"Emperor Zhou's conditions are a bit too much. There are five fairy cities in our academy. If we really cede four of them, how can we guarantee the training resources?" A bold deacon said.
Mu Qianyu glanced in that direction lightly and said: "In addition, my subjects are frightened and need a large number of alchemists to stay and treat their illnesses."
"..." Everyone in White Deer Academy had their mouths agape. They never expected that there would be more.
"Also because you provoked the war, everyone in our Zhou Dynasty was in danger and closed the mutual market for a few days, causing a large loss of fiscal revenue." Mu Qianyu said and then looked down at Ji Lin: "Prime Minister, in the past few days, probably
How much loss is there?”
Ji Lin had been following Mu Qianyu for so long, so he didn't know what his queen was thinking, so he thought for a moment and said:
"Back to Your Majesty, Dazhou collects 100 billion medium-grade spiritual stones every day and has been besieged for five days now."
Everyone in White Deer Academy, from the dean to the ordinary disciples below, were stunned for a moment. They thought that Mu Qianyu would open his mouth like a lion, but he didn't expect that his mouth would be bigger than a dragon in the sky.
Four fairy cities, a large number of alchemists and 500 billion spiritual stones.
This is to drain the White Deer Academy's salary from under the cauldron and empty out the spiritual stone library.
"Fifty thousand billion is such a huge loss. If you can't give it to me, I will be really heartbroken." Mu Qianyu started to sigh after hearing Ji Lin's words.
Di Yin and Li Nanming just wanted to laugh. Her acting skills were really not very good, and she almost had the words "taking advantage of others" written all over her face.
Yu Wenlin coughed a few times before speaking: "Emperor Zhou, this condition is too harsh. I really cannot afford four fairy cities."
"Master Dean, you are the one who wants peace talks, and you are the one who doesn't want peace talks now. You can discuss and come up with a result whether to talk or fight. I can wait." Mu Qianyu said, raising his hand downwards, and immediately
A servant brought the dragon chair to him.
She was sitting steadily on the dragon chair, and she seemed to be spending her time here.
Yu Wenlin was not as strong as others, so he could only swallow his anger and said: "Emperor Zhou, it's not that I don't want to talk, but can the conditions be relaxed?"
"This is my bottom line. If White Deer Academy is unwilling to take responsibility for its own mistakes, I don't mind getting my own justice myself." Mu Qianyu's voice was light and full of unquestionable majesty.
The subjects of the Great Zhou Dynasty felt that their queen was really strong. She actually dared to offer such conditions. You can imagine how confident she was.
Yu Wenlin discussed it with other deacons and priests, and finally decided to compromise temporarily. After all, escaping the birth genius was the most important thing.
"I wonder how many alchemists Emperor Zhou wants?" Yu Wenlin asked.
Mu Qianyu raised the corners of his lips and said: "Five hundred."
"But our White Deer Academy only has more than 200 alchemists..." an alchemist couldn't help but said.
"More than two hundred is not bad," Mu Qianyu said reluctantly.
The deacon next to him glared at the alchemist angrily, asking someone to trick the alchemist away so easily. Is he a fool?
After the man finished speaking, he realized that he had said something wrong and quickly covered his mouth, but it was obvious that he was done.
"I wonder how long Emperor Zhou will use these alchemists?" Yu Wenlin asked again.
"Half a year, I, the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty, will follow me. They are timid and easily frightened. They need to be nursed back to health slowly." Mu Qianyu sighed slightly.
These words almost made people vomit blood. Is she cowardly? Is she cowardly?
Could this be a big joke!
But even if he knew it was nonsense, Yu Wenlin had no other choice. He always felt like he had entered a bandit's den. No matter what he said, he couldn't say that he had someone in his hands, so he could only surrender and sign up.
"If I agree, Emperor Zhou can let all the disciples of my academy go back." He confirmed for the last time.
"Except for the alchemist, I won't stay if you want to leave." Mu Qianyu promised.
"I agree."
So the two of them then formed a blood contract in front of everyone in the world. It was the kind that was witnessed by heaven and could not be regretted.
Yu Wenlin was so arrogant when he came, but now he leaves quietly, like a lost dog leaving with its tail between its legs.
More than two hundred alchemists were taken away by the royal guards, and most of the imperial capital was immediately clean.
Those people from the Immortal Sect who had just started to watch the excitement began to panic, now it was their turn.
"Everyone, please come closer. I am not a tiger and I don't eat people." Mu Qianyu sat firmly on the dragon chair and smiled amiably.
It's okay not to say this, but it makes people feel chilly when they say it. If she were a tiger, she really wouldn't be scary, but she is not an ordinary big cat, but a real dragon.