Mo Chuxiao lay alone in the cabin of the new warship, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Unlike Mo Manni, he didn't believe his earlier defeat was due to Fang Xian's sneak attack.
Fang Xian's strength was far beyond his reach.
That speed, that power, was on par with his father, the Demon Emperor.
As for who was stronger, he had no idea.
After all, that level was beyond his comprehension.
Always invincible among his peers, Mo Chuxiao felt a surge of powerlessness at the thought of Fang Xian; it was a truly unpleasant feeling.
He clenched his fists in frustration, a bold idea forming in his mind.
…
Fang Xian looked at the mountain of "god-level equipment" piled up in his storage ring, along with hundreds of billions in IOUs. He had struck it rich again.
Adding to the wealth he had previously acquired, he was now truly richer than a nation.
Of course, this only applied to small countries; the wealth of major powers far surpassed Fang Xian's.
If Fang Xian were to establish his own kingdom, it might not be the nation with the largest army, but it would definitely possess the most "divine artifacts."
The level of its citizens would also be top-tier, much like some small, developed countries on Earth.
The only difference is that Fang Xian's kingdom wouldn't just possess "money," unlike other nations that could be easily manipulated. It would possess absolute, independent power.
That power would allow it to face any unknown challenge.
Once he leaves the Great Thousand World, Fang Xian can begin developing his kingdom.
He will undoubtedly build it into his ideal
—a perfect kingdom.
To establish a nation, one must possess absolute power.
Now, he must begin increasing his prestige and prepare for anything.
Fang Xian glanced at the extremely excited members of various races, a slight smile playing on his lips. Just as he was about to proceed according to plan, he noticed a figure slowly descending from the Demon Clan's spaceship.
That figure was
—Mo Chuxiao.
Fang Xian frowned slightly, his eyes fixed on Mo Chuxiao.
He didn't kill Mo Chuxiao because the vast majority of races here were subordinate to the Demon Clan. Killing Mo Chuxiao might result in the loss of many potential "temporary contract" partners.
However, if Mo Chuxiao was ungrateful and tried to get revenge,
Fang Xian would kill him without hesitation, even if it meant losing some reputation.
Mo Manni saw Mo Chuxiao appear and hurriedly flew to his side.
"Brother, are you alright?"
"You mustn't start a conflict with Fang Xian..."
She was interrupted by Mo Chuxiao before she could finish speaking.
"Don't worry, I'm not stupid."
With that, Mo Chuxiao slowly flew in front of Fang Xian, staring intently at him.
"Fang Xian, I admit your strength is formidable, and you possess many precious items that others lack."
"But have you considered that this alone is not enough for you to roam freely in the Great Thousand World?"
Fang Xian frowned slightly, wondering why Mo Chuxiao had suddenly come to him with these words.
"Your Highness, please speak frankly."
"Alright, then I'll be frank. Let's cooperate."
Mo Chuxiao's intention was simple. While he couldn't be certain if Fang Xian possessed strength comparable to the Demon God King, he was certain it wouldn't be too far off.
Moreover, Fang Xian is still very young, with immense potential for growth.
Furthermore, given Fang Xian's possession of so many "Advanced Divine Stones," "Divine Artifact Stones," and "Golden Divine Gifts," his background is definitely not as simple as it appears on the surface.
Currently, among the five major powers, the Angel Clan, Light Elves, and Human Emperor Clan have cooperated, while the Demon Clan and Dragon Clan have no intention of cooperating, putting them at a disadvantage in future competition.
Therefore, Mo Chuxiao wants to deploy his forces in advance to avoid being caught off guard and defeated later.
Fang Xian is the most suitable candidate, hence Mo Chuxiao's desire to win him over.
As for being overpowered by Fang Xian, he doesn't need to dwell on it.
Otherwise, he knows he'll follow in Long Xingchen's footsteps.
What use is face once you're dead?
There's even a possibility that if he loses his life, he'll lose face as well, truly becoming a laughingstock.
Fang Xian, considering the current landscape of the Great Thousand World, understands Mo Chuxiao's intentions.
Cooperating with Mo Chuxiao wasn't a bad thing for him.
He scrutinized Mo Chuxiao and spoke calmly.
"How do you want to cooperate?"
"It's simple, become a subordinate race of our Demon Clan."
"Impossible."
Mo Chuxiao had already expected Fang Xian's direct refusal.
After all, someone who dared to kill even Long Xingchen wouldn't be willing to submit to someone else.
He was just testing the waters, hoping to find another way to propose a different plan.
"Very well, since you're unwilling to become a subordinate race of the Demon Clan, how about we form an alliance?"
"In the alliance, we have the same status, both are leaders, there's no distinction between superiors and inferiors, and our power is equal."
At this point, he pointed to the tens of thousands of people of various races behind him and said in a deep voice:
"These are all members of my alliance. As long as you agree, they will all become your subordinates."
Fang Xian frowned slightly. He hadn't expected so many races to join Mo Chuxiao's ranks.
If he cooperated with Mo Chuxiao, these people could all become his "accessories."
Just when he was about to fall asleep, Mo Chuxiao delivered a pillow—very timely.
However, Fang Xian didn't intend to merge his forces into theirs; his forces remained his.
Mo Chuxiao's forces also remained his.
He looked at Mo Chuxiao and smiled slightly.
"Your Highness, Prince Mo, oh no, I should address you as—Brother Chuxiao."
Mo Chuxiao was taken aback at first, then his lips curled up slightly as he extended his right hand.
"Brother Fang Xian, it's a pleasure to cooperate."
"A pleasure to cooperate."
Mo Manni was overjoyed to see Mo Chuxiao and Fang Xian shake hands and make peace.
Originally, she was worried about whose side to take if a fight broke out.
Now, things were perfect; they were practically family.
The other members, seeing Fang Xian and Mo Chuxiao shake hands, knew they had reached an agreement, and Fang Xian would no longer be an enemy.
Fang Xian and Mo Chuxiao walked side by side to the group.
Mo Chuxiao surveyed the room, then spoke in a deep voice, not loud, but loud enough for everyone present to hear.
"I hereby announce one thing: from this moment forward, Fang Xian will become our new Alliance Leader, with the same power as me, and no distinction in rank."
"Everyone will obey Alliance Leader Fang's orders; those who disobey will be executed without mercy."
All members present knelt on one knee, right hand over their chest, their voices booming.
"Greetings, Alliance Leader Mo."
"Greetings, Alliance Leader Fang."
Fang Xian slightly raised his chin, quite satisfied.
This would elevate his reputation among the demons to a new level.
They were all Fang Xian's "accessories," so naturally they needed to be taken care of.
"Thank you for your trust, Alliance Leader, in entrusting me with this important task."
"Since I am your Alliance Leader, I cannot treat you unfairly."
"Later, all members can go to Zi Yuan to receive either an 'Advanced Divine Stone' or a 'Red Divine Gift,' as a welcoming gift."
The crowd was immediately excited upon hearing this, not expecting such a good thing.
They immediately shouted in unison, "Thank you, Alliance Leader Fang!"
Fang Xian looked at them and nodded in satisfaction.
These were truly a group of adorable
—accessories.