"One level 1000 'God-tier equipment' for 5 'Advanced Divine Stones'."
"One level 800 'God-tier equipment' for 2 'Advanced Divine Stones'."
"Two level 500 'God-tier equipment' for 1 'Advanced Divine Stone'."
"One 'Golden Skill Book' for 5 'Advanced Divine Stones'."
"Buy as much as you want, welcome to place your orders."
After explaining the exchange methods, Fang Xian slowly looked up, revealing a harmonious smile.
"Your Highness, would you like some?"
He knew Mo Chuxiao wanted to attack him, but if he attacked now, he would not only offend everyone but also damage the interests of the Demon Clan—a lose-lose situation that Mo Chuxiao wouldn't be unaware of.
Mo Chuxiao stared coldly at Fang Xian, his lips twitching slightly.
"The Demon Clan is purchasing 5000 'Advanced Divine Stones'."
"Well done, as expected of the Demon Prince, truly wealthy and powerful."
Fang Xian grinned, taking Saint Leia's small hand and trading the 'Advanced Divine Stones' to her.
"Representative of the Demon Clan, please trade this way."
The demon behind Mo Chuxiao, seeing Fang Xian's gesture, slowly flew down to trade with Saint Leia.
Seeing Mo Chuxiao begin purchasing, the members present resolved that if they missed this trade, they would forever lose the chance to break through level 500.
They no longer hesitated and began to offer their prices.
"The Tengu Clan needs 1388 'Advanced Divine Stones'."
"The Thunder Leopard Clan needs 888 'Advanced Divine Stones'."
"The White Crane Clan needs 666 'Advanced Divine Stones'."
...
Fang Xian looked at the quantities they offered, quite satisfied.
This time, he could harvest another large batch of "God-level Equipment".
He even deliberately instructed Saint Leah to slow down the trading process, hoping to spread the news further.
The effect was swift; dozens of spaceships surged from all directions, all heading towards the location.
Upon arrival, they immediately began reporting their numbers.
As more and more races arrived upon hearing the news, the queue grew longer and longer.
Mo Chuxiao looked at the long line, his expression displeased.
He took a step forward, unleashing a terrifying aura that caused the heavens and earth to change color.
"Fang Xian, continue your business. Let's find another place to fight."
It was clear to everyone that Mo Chuxiao was impatient, but unwilling to back down, he simply demanded that Fang Xian change the location of their battle.
Fang Xian, of course, could see Mo Chuxiao's impatience, but there was no use in being impatient; he had to wait obediently.
He looked at Mo Chuxiao and smiled slightly.
"Your Highness, I apologize, but I'm about to begin trading the second item and cannot duel with you at this time. Please wait a moment."
Mo Chuxiao's face was filled with rage, his eyes sharp.
"My patience has its limits. Now, immediately, change positions and duel with me."
"Otherwise, you can forget about doing business."
As soon as these words were spoken, a vast expanse of black energy emanating from Mo Chuxiao enveloped the sky, blocking out the sunlight.
Everyone could see that the aloof Mo Chuxiao would not tolerate such waiting.
Tian Shenwei, Guangze Mi, and Dongfang Cangjue, seeing this familiar scene, couldn't help but smile.
Mo Chuxiao was ultimately destined to follow the same path as Long Xingchen.
As expected, upon hearing Mo Chuxiao's words, Fang Xian's previously smiling face turned cold and menacing.
He stared at Mo Chuxiao, his lips twitching slightly, his voice icy.
"You've reached your limit, haven't you?"
"Can't wait any longer, huh?"
"Then don't wait."
Fang Xian stepped into the void, his figure vanishing instantly.
When he reappeared, he was already in front of Mo Chuxiao.
Fang Xian reached out his hand towards Mo Chuxiao's face, grabbing his handsome cheek and pressing it down hard.
In the blink of an eye, Mo Chuxiao's entire body plummeted, his head slamming into the deck, breaking the entire warship in two.
"Bang!"
Fang Xian's sudden attack caused everyone present to pale.
To attack so suddenly, and to directly pin down the Demon Prince, was simply outrageous.
"Boom!"
The demon race's spaceship broke apart, and all the crew members scrambled for cover.
Fang Xian grabbed Mo Chuxiao's face with one hand and lifted him up like a dead dog.
If he hadn't deliberately held back, Mo Chuxiao would have already been killed, his head split open.
However, Mo Chuxiao was also in bad shape; his handsome face was covered in blood, and he was unconscious.
Seeing this, the members of the Demon Clan all surrounded Fang Xian with menacing expressions, staring intently.
Fang Xian looked at Mo Manni and smiled slightly.
"Miss Manni, tell me, is his head harder, or is my grip stronger?"
Mo Manni's beautiful eyes were fixed on Fang Xian, her tone full of threat.
"If you dare to hurt my brother, the entire Demon Clan will hunt you down to the ends of the earth."
In her eyes, Fang Xian had ambushed Mo Chuxiao, using his incredible speed and skills to knock him unconscious; otherwise, how could Mo Chuxiao have been defeated?
As soon as she finished speaking, the entire demon race and its affiliated races stared intently at Fang Xian, as if they were about to attack him at any moment.
Fang Xian, instead of being angry, smiled. This was exactly the result he wanted.
"Miss Manni, if I release Mo Chuxiao, and you break your promise and instead attack me, wouldn't I be left speechless and unable to express my suffering?"
"I keep my word. Release my brother, and my demon race can pretend what just happened never occurred and forgive you."
"I'm sorry, Miss Manni, I don't trust you. How about we sign a contract so I can release him with peace of mind?"
"You are not worthy to negotiate with me. I advise you…"
Before she could finish speaking, Fang Xian slowly pressed his five fingers down.
Fang Xian looked at Mo Manni, revealing an innocent expression.
"Miss Manni, do you think we need to sign a contract?"
Mo Manni clenched her fists, glaring at Fang Xian.
She hadn't expected Fang Xian to actually dare to do it. If she pushed him any further, he might really fight them to the death.
If that were the case, then Fang Xian trading his worthless life for Mo Chuxiao's would be an absolute waste.
"Fang Xian, let's sign a contract."
"Hehe! That's more like negotiating terms."
Fang Xian's lips curled slightly as he displayed the contents of the contract for everyone to see.
The agreement was relatively simple: Fang Xian would spare Mo Chuxiao and would not harm him in any way.
And the Demon Clan and its affiliated member states were forbidden from carrying out any direct or indirect retaliation against Fang Xian within "Godstone Mountain."
Mo Manni carefully examined the contract's contents, a cold smile creeping across her face.
She clearly saw the words "Divine Stone Mountain"—the intention was clear: once they left, they would grind Fang Xian to dust.
Pleasantly pleased with her own cleverness, she looked at Fang Xian and spoke calmly:
"Alright, I agree. Let's sign the contract."