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    Chapter 486: Green Fox Artillery

    Fang Lie rolled his eyes. "You think I’m stupid? Trying to trick a kid? The only thing you’ll help with is splitting my profits!"

    "You’re dead wrong!" Mo Qianxun insisted. "The Five Poisons Secret Realm’s crawling with dangers – poison Gu insects everywhere! There might even be living Ninth-Rank Great Demons since we found corpses. You’d be risking your life going in!"

    Fang Lie stared at him like he was an idiot.

    Mo Qianxun deflated. "Fine, your undying nature makes dangers meaningless."

    "Then why waste breath?" Fang Lie snorted.

    "Secret Realms are vast! It’d take decades to explore alone!" Mo Qianxun pressed. "You need help!"

    "Ever heard of subordinates?" Fang Lie retorted.

    "Your handful of weak followers? They’ll die permanently!" Mo Qianxun warned.

    "Nirvana Fire Pool revives them." Fang Lie shrugged.

    "Damn!" Mo Qianxun slapped his knee. "Keep forgetting that!"

    Still persistent, he argued, "Even with revival, it’s not enough! A Ninth-Rank breeding ground needs thousands exploring for years. You can’t make endless undying troops!"

    "Just admit you want a cut." Fang Lie sneered.

    "Exactly!" Mo Qianxun clapped Fang Lie’s shoulder. "Let our Mo family handle exploration. Take 30% for doing nothing!"

    "You’ve got nerve!" Fang Lie barked. "My Secret Realm, and you offer me scraps?"

    "We’re mobilizing thousands with casualties! That’s costly!" Mo Qianxun countered.

    "Then I’ll wait." Fang Lie leaned back. "When I reach Semi-Immortal tier, I’ll claim everything myself."

    "Wait centuries and risk others finding it first?" Mo Qianxun raised to 40%.

    "Enough!" Fang Lie cut in. "You explore under MY terms. First – all Ninth-Rank Five Poison corpses are mine."

    "Impossible! Half at most!" Mo Qianxun shot back.

    "Then craft them into controllable Ninth-Rank Puppets for me."

    "You greedy brat! Ninth-Rank Puppets take decades!"

    "Your problem." Fang Lie crossed arms. "Or I’ll have Xuan Sect make them instead."

    Mo Qianxun surrendered. "Fine! Half yours. What else?"

    "Split all profits evenly." Fang Lie declared. "Five Poisons’ resources alone are fortune enough."

    The Five Poisons – scorpions, vipers, centipedes, toads, spiders – bred in trillions by cultivators. Their Fifth-Rank+ specimens grew Demon Pills for high-grade spirit pills. Combined with venom and body parts, the Secret Realm became a treasure trove.

    Only ancient cultivators could create such realms. Modern Semi-Immortals would go bankrupt attempting it.

    Though Fang Lei held the space coordinates, he lacked manpower and Thunder Tribulation Immortal-level experts. Mo family’s involvement became necessary.

    After sealing the contract with magic scrolls, Mo Qianxun grinned. "Plans now, son-in-law?"

    "Cultivation." Fang Lie answered. "Need more magic reserves for Celestial Platform matches."

    "Use your altar for constant cultivation." Mo Qianxun suggested. "Focus on Dao soldiers instead. The Central World from Great Thunder Sound Temple shouldn’t sit empty."

    "Green Fox Clan remains, but adding rat-type Dao soldiers for logistics." Fang Lie revealed.

    Mo Qianxun’s eyes lit up. "Explain!"

    "Green Foxes as artillery specialists." Fang Lie recalled his father’s words. "Mechanical Cannons unleash unmatched burst damage but need reloading periods. Solution? Phased volleys from multiple units creating continuous firepower – the Mo Sect’s ancient unstoppable formation!"

    "Why Green Foxes?" Mo Qianxun frowned. "Their yin nature clashes with cannon’s yang!"

    "Exactly!" Fang Lie grinned. "Pure yang breaks easily. My father’s cultivation stagnated until balancing with yin energy. Green Foxes’ cold energy tempers cannon’s fury while their life-bound treasures boost cultivation speed through yin-yang harmony. Mutual benefit!"

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