Chapter 1819: Chapter 1858: Jiawu Treaty

"Second, for the soldiers of Central Earth who perished in the Hell Realm, if their souls still linger, prepare bodies for their possession and assist them in elevating one realm."

Young Master Xue Cheng could not accept this, isn’t this an insult to the corpses of his clansmen?

If word got out, where would the prestige of the Hell Realm stand?

However, after a brief contemplation, Red Sleeves said, "The local authorities agree."

The recent war with Central Earth and the battle with the Ancient Giants have resulted in a large number of corpses.

It’s no problem to provide bodies for possession to Central Earth’s souls.

As for the dignity of Central Earth...

Let the souls of Central Earth find their own on the battlefield, and they won’t interfere in it—no problem with that.

Yet Jiang Fan’s next demand made her furrow her brows as well.

"Third, for souls from Central Earth that have been extinguished, dispatch a young female Asura of the same cultivation to Central Earth, to care for their parents, wives, husbands, children, family, and sect for fifty years."

The Other Shore Realm Master frowned and said, "A young female Asura? Fifty years?"

She understood Jiang Fan’s intention instantly.

Dispatching young female Asuras to Central Earth to stay for fifty years is manageable if the remaining family is the wife.

But what if the remaining family member is the husband?

Living together as man and woman for a long time, looking after each other, how could feelings not develop? By then, would the female Asura still want to return to the Hell Realm?

Moreover, those families and sects might cause the female Asuras to develop attachments, making them stay.

After fifty years, how many female Asuras would still be willing to return?

This clearly undermines the foundations of the Hell Realm!

Young Master Xue Cheng realized this too and shouted in fury: "You’re dreaming!"

"Sending our Hell Realm women to you? Impossible!"

This condition is truly insulting!

Red Sleeves furrowed her brows, pondered for a long time, and then took a deep breath: "At most a thousand."

Don’t underestimate the small number; they are all of the Nascent Soul Realm or even the Divinity Transformation Realm.

Together, they form a formidable force.

The loss to the Hell Realm is substantial.

Jiang Fan nodded: "Alright, a thousand it is."

"Fourth, for the Central Earth warriors who participated, compensate them each with resources to elevate their current realm, double for those severely injured."

What?

Young Master Xue Cheng gripped his spear tightly and shouted:

"Are you mad? All ten thousand of your army are in the Nascent Soul and Divinity Transformation realms, how many resources will that be?"

"Our Heavenly Realm’s Asura Nine Divisions don’t possess this much resource even in a decade!"

Red Sleeves was also shocked; this compensation demand is too high.

Even the Hell Realm would face significant strain.

But, after glancing at that menacing Undying Divine Tree, she gritted her teeth and said:

"Alright, I agree."

She could clearly feel that Jiang Fan was deliberately making it difficult for her, a kind of revenge against her.

"Red Sleeves! Are you mad to agree to such a treaty?" Young Master Xue Cheng shouted angrily.

Red Sleeves coldly glanced at him: "Isn’t it thanks to you? Your order to the Asura Nine Divisions to kill at all costs led to such heavy casualties, thus requiring such compensation."

If they had followed Red Sleeves’ order, maintaining limited contact, the casualties on both Asura Nine Divisions and Central Earth’s side would have been minimal.

However, Young Master Xue Cheng, out of jealousy towards Jiang Fan, brought personal emotions to the battlefield, igniting a war.

Young Master Xue Cheng clenched his teeth, speechless.

If the Hell Realm had won, his orders would have been justified. But the Hell Realm lost, and he had to bear the responsibility.

Seeing him fall silent, Jiang Fan then said:

Jiang Fan nodded: "Fifth, and the final request."

Red Sleeves secretly breathed a sigh of relief; it’s finally the last one.

Even with her calm character, she felt the deep humiliation as the defeated party.

Fortunately, it’s over.

"Within a month, carve out a rich land and deliver it to Central Earth, to supplement our Hunyuan State."

What?

Red Sleeves’s eyes widened, refusing: "Impossible!"

"I’d rather you take my and Young Master Xue Cheng’s lives than agree to such a condition!"

Territory is an ingrained taboo for any being in any world.

They can tolerate compensating with wealth, or even forcing themselves to send beauties from their clan.

But territory is an inviolable dignity!

Once land is ceded, it will inevitably trigger denunciation across the Hell Realm!

As the Hell Realm’s representative, if she dared to sign the agreement, she would become a sinner in the Hell Realm!

The ever-jumping Young Master Xue Cheng’s face turned serious.

He dared not intervene and silently retreated, distancing himself from the negotiation site.

To avoid being misunderstood as participating in the negotiation.

Such a humiliating negotiation, leaving an eternal legacy of shame; whoever touches it will face a grim fate.

If Red Sleeves refused, it would be alright. But if she agreed, there would be no place for her within the Asura Clan.

Wherever she goes, she would be expelled.

Though the defeat wasn’t her fault, the Asuras needed a channel for their emotions.

Negotiating Red Sleeves was that outlet.

Jiang Fan said indifferently: "What value do your and Young Master Xue Cheng’s lives hold? A thousand of you can’t compare to a piece of Hunyuan State’s continent."

"I have this sole condition. If refused, the negotiation fails."

Red Sleeves bit her crimson lips, staring directly at Jiang Fan: "Are you intentionally pushing me?"

Jiang Fan made no pretense, with a cold gaze he said:

"That’s right, I want to push you to the opposite of the entire Asura Clan!"

"Staying in the Asura Clan with such intellect, if you ever lead them, you’d become a threat to Central Earth."

"I must ensure there’s no place for you in the Asura Clan."

Red Sleeves stared intently at Jiang Fan.

She expected Jiang Fan to retaliate, but hadn’t anticipated the cruelty and ruthlessness!

She worked so hard to protect her clan, forsaking personal ties with Jiang Fan, yet her clan viewed her as a sinner.

This was a killing of the heart and soul!

Jiang Fan said calmly: "I’m short on time, sign or not?"

Red Sleeves clenched her fists, gritted her silver teeth, and said: "Sign!"

"But I will not fulfill your wishes."

Jiang Fan shrugged, wrote on the document, and signed his name.

Red Sleeves took a glance, written plainly were the words "Jiawu Treaty."

This is no treaty; it’s simply a humiliation!

She hesitated, yet penned her name on the document.

Two copies.

One for Jiang Fan, to return to Central Earth.

One for Red Sleeves, to be reviewed by the Boundary Master.

Jiang Fan secured the Jiawu Treaty, smiled slightly: "If there’s no place for you in the Hell Realm, you’re welcome to find me in Central Earth."

"I welcome talents like you."

Red Sleeves regained her composure: "Don’t delude yourself, that day won’t come!"

She grabbed from afar, summoned the Yin Marrow Talisman from the camp, and issued orders:

"Asura Clan army, heed my command, proceed to the Fengdu main battlefield and annihilate the Ancient Giants!"

Each division of the Asura Clan complied, marching with mighty force toward Fengdu.

Red Sleeves looked back at Jiang Fan: "The ceasefire terms have been completed."

"The remaining items will be delivered to Central Earth within a month."

With that, she turned and headed towards Fengdu.

Young Master Xue Cheng followed silently behind, intentionally keeping a distance from Red Sleeves, not daring to get too close.

Jiang Fan watched his back, eyes revealing a trace of chill:

"Young Master Xue Cheng, where do you intend to go?"

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