Xu Fang's doubts didn't last long, for after vaguely agreeing to the alliance, Daoist Zhun Ti impatiently began to inquire.
"Di Jun, you say you want us to deal with Xu Fang, but how does the demon race plan to make its move?"
As Daoist Zhun Ti spoke, Daoist Jie Yin followed closely, adding his agreement.
"Indeed, if the demon race doesn't have a complete plan to deal with Xu Fang, please forgive us for retracting our previous words; we will not be involved."
Daoist Zhun Ti and Daoist Jie Yin harbored deep hatred for Xu Fang, but they still maintained a degree of rationality.
If truth be told, with the opportunity of the first futons in the Zixiao Palace, they had already advanced to the mid-stage Quasi-Saint realm during this second sermon, far surpassing Xu Fang.
As for Xu Fang, like those other great beings, he was merely at the early-stage Quasi-Saint realm. In terms of cultivation alone, their Western faction had already crushed the Eastern faction.
However, even so, standing before Xu Fang, they still couldn't muster the courage to resist. Their plotting with the demon race here to deal with Xu Fang was done with utmost caution and extreme prudence.
The reason was simple: Xu Fang had left too deep a psychological scar on them.
Moreover, Xu Fang's strength could not be judged by his cultivation realm alone; his arsenal of magical treasures was already a considerable headache, not to mention the numerous allies who were not to be underestimated. To shake him would be even more difficult.
Therefore, even though they had agreed with the demon race, if the demon race truly lacked a concrete and viable plan, the Western faction would not hesitate to turn their backs and tear up the alliance.
Upon hearing this, Di Jun glanced at the two from the West.
He had underestimated them. He had originally intended to use these two as cannon fodder for the demon race.
Now, it seemed these two were the type who wouldn't act without a sure gain. Recalling how they had incited others and then retreated behind the scenes at Penglai Immortal Island, Di Jun knew it would be difficult to utilize them.
"Fellow Daoists, I came in haste this time and truly haven't devised any plan."
Di Jun knew he couldn't fool them and chose to tell the truth. Seeing their expressions of hesitation, he quickly continued.
"However, how detestable is Xu Fang? He has great enmity with all of us. Would you two, because of this, abandon an ally, a source of assistance?"
These words caused Daoist Zhun Ti and Daoist Jie Yin, who were about to bid farewell, to swallow their words.
After exchanging glances, Daoist Zhun Ti and Daoist Jie Yin nodded to each other and spoke.
"Alright! Since fellow Daoist Di Jun is so sincere, how can we go back on our word?"
"Indeed, we all share a common enemy. Uniting together is a matter of mutual joy."
Daoist Zhun Ti and Daoist Jie Yin were still unwilling to abandon the power of the demon race, as an extra bit of strength meant an extra bit of hope for revenge.
A look of joy appeared on Di Jun's face, knowing that these two would find it hard to refuse this matter.
"However, if the demon race currently doesn't know how to deal with Xu Fang, I do have a suggestion."
Daoist Zhun Ti spoke, causing all three from the demon race to be overjoyed and look at him in unison.
"That Xu Fang is powerful, with deeply intertwined connections behind him, making him difficult to shake in a short period."
"However, since your demon race proclaims itself the orthodox faction, besides the Witch race which is difficult to eradicate completely, other forces should be cleared out as soon as possible."
Daoist Zhun Ti spoke slowly, and Di Jun and the other two listened, understanding dawning upon them.
"Indeed, Dong Wang Gong has enjoyed his leisurely days for too long. It's time for him to experience the thrill of falling."
"I've disliked this fellow for a long time. Now that he has lost the favor of Dao Ancestor Hong Jun, it's the perfect time to make a move!"
"Thank you for the reminder, Daoist Zhun Ti, we understand!"
Di Jun and the other demons cupped their hands towards Daoist Zhun Ti, expressing their gratitude.
Seeing this, Daoist Zhun Ti smiled slightly.
"I haven't said anything. This is all your own thinking; it has nothing to do with me."
Daoist Zhun Ti waved his hand, indicating that this matter had nothing to do with him.
"Alright, in the future, if anything arises, we will act according to the circumstances."
As Daoist Zhun Ti spoke, he took his leave with Daoist Jie Yin.
Watching the figures of the two from the West gradually recede and disappear, Tai Yi's face darkened considerably. He looked at Di Jun with confusion.
"Eldest Brother, those two scoundrels from the West are fickle-minded and cowardly. Why should we ally with them?"
Di Jun looked at the indignant Tai Yi and shook his head, chuckling softly.
"Tai Yi, although these two are of little use, they are currently favored by Dao Ancestor Hong Jun and not by the immortal gods of the Primordial Era. This gives us an opportunity."
"Our cooperation with them is merely to use them. Once they lose the favor of Dao Ancestor Hong Jun, they will be as useless as Dong Wang Gong."
Hearing Di Jun's explanation, Tai Yi's expression finally eased somewhat.
"That's good. I'm ashamed to be associated with them. It's best to use them and discard them as soon as possible!"
"Naturally. How noble and glorious is my demon race? How can mere scoundrels be worthy of associating with us?"
Di Jun nodded and then spoke.
"Alright, now we should immediately return to the Primordial Era and think about how to deal with Dong Wang Gong."
Di Jun finished speaking and left first, with Tai Yi following closely behind.
Kun Peng, trailing behind, looked at the two Emperors of the demon race ahead with a complex expression, as if harboring other thoughts.
Di Jun and Tai Yi did not notice Kun Peng's strange expression, but the various magical treasures in the anonymous live broadcast room saw it clearly and immediately began to discuss.
[***: No need to say more, Di Jun and Tai Yi's words must have stimulated our Demon Master!]
[***: How can Di Jun and Tai Yi be so stupid? To say such things in front of Kun Peng, who has rebellious intentions, do they really think Kun Peng is loyal and a confidant?]
[***: Stop talking, stop talking, I can't bear to watch. How do they think they can suppress this Kun Peng?]
[***: I don't know why, but seeing the demon race like this makes me happy, haha!]
[***: Kun Peng, give them a taste of their own medicine! Come on, give them a taste of their own medicine. To speak like this in front of a two-faced person, saying they'll be used and discarded. I'm impressed!]
Xu Fang watched the countless bullet comments float across his vision and found it amusing.
The demon race scheming to use the West was not wrong; it was a correct strategy.
Even if it ultimately didn't work out, there was no loss.
However, the greatest mistake they made was to be so confidently talking about utilitarianism and being used and discarded in front of Kun Peng.
These words truly made Kun Peng, who was already not firm in his resolve, even more wavering. Rebellion was already a foregone conclusion.
"However, the demon race believes they are using the West. I wonder if the West is thinking the same?"
Xu Fang mused inwardly and then clicked on another anonymous live broadcast, which displayed the situation in the West.