Entry: I Secretly Cultivate Immortality in the Martial Arts World

227: Chapter 227 Why is this land called the Demon Realm? Why is it ruled by demons?The opportunity Immortal Emperor Yuan Fang gave Chu Xiu was, to put it bluntly, to make him the public leader of the The Great Alliance.

If the The Great Alliance was to take root in the Demon Realm, it needed someone to stand at the forefront.

Immortal Emperor Yuan Fang himself was not suited for public exposure; it wasn’t fear, it was just unnecessary.

For an existence of his level, once exposed to the public eye, trouble would follow in quick succession.

The gaze of the Immortal Realm, spies, and the schemes of various factions would all find ways to close in on him.

It was better to let Chu Xiu step forward. He had been in the Demon Realm for tens of thousands of years, had a deep Foundation, knew the people, and had a good reputation, making him the perfect candidate.

As for what specifically to do, Immortal Emperor Yuan Fang also laid it out clearly.

He wasn’t asking Chu Xiu to lead people into a head-on collision with the Demon Race.

With that kind of approach, even ten more Chu Xius wouldn’t be enough to fill the gap.

Instead, they were to gradually establish strongholds in Human Race settlements across the Demon Realm, using these points to influence the surrounding areas and integrate the power of the Human Race.

Resource exchange, intelligence sharing, and mutual assistance—starting with the most basic things.

Once the Foundation was stable, they would plan for greater things.

Chu Xiu listened and remained silent for a long time.

He had fought alone in the Demon Realm for tens of thousands of years. It wasn’t that he hadn’t thought about uniting with other human Cultivators, but every attempt had fallen through for various reasons.

Either he couldn’t trust them, they couldn’t trust him, or just as things were looking up, the Demon Race would snuff them out.

Over time, he had given up on the idea, feeling that it was enough to just kill on his own—why bother with all that effort?

But now it was different.

With an existence like Immortal Emperor Yuan Fang backing him, the fire in his heart that had nearly been extinguished began to burn once more.

Chu Xiu immediately expressed his stance, willing to take on this task.

Immortal Emperor Yuan Fang nodded and said nothing more.

Regarding the subsequent matters, Chu Xiu hardly had to worry about a thing.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to worry; it was that every time he was about to, the matter had already been settled.

He wanted to start developing from the North Region of the Demon Realm, so Immortal Emperor Yuan Fang cleared the path for him in the North Region in advance.

Those faction leaders who might have been obstacles either inexplicably changed their minds or inexplicably met with accidents.

They either died, suffered a massive drop in cultivation, or were tied down by some old grievance, leaving them unable to lift a hand against Chu Xiu.

Chu Xiu originally thought he would have to expend great effort to grease the wheels and persuade various factions, only to find that those factions seemed to have been waiting there all along.

No sooner had he arrived than people came to join him, bringing their entire families and showing full sincerity. Chu Xiu didn’t even need to say anything; those people already treated him as their backbone.

Chu Xiu was no fool; he knew who was operating behind the scenes.

But he didn’t ask questions.

Some things are enough to know; there’s no need to say them out loud.

Immortal Emperor Yuan Fang’s methods did not stop there.

The biggest problem Chu Xiu encountered while establishing strongholds in the North Region was a lack of supplies.

The North Region was poor and lacked everything, especially cultivation resources.

Without resources, one couldn’t keep Advanced Cultivators, and without Advanced Cultivators, development was out of the question.

This problem was solved on the third day of Chu Xiu’s worrying.

A batch of supplies from an unknown source quietly appeared in the warehouse of his chosen stronghold.

Medicinal Pills, Spirit Stones, Magical Artifacts, and Cultivation Technique Jade Slips—everything was provided.

When Chu Xiu took inventory of the supplies, his hands were trembling.

He knew these things were given by Immortal Emperor Yuan Fang, but he didn’t know how Immortal Emperor Yuan Fang had managed to procure so many items from who-knows-where in just three short days.

Later, he stopped thinking about it.

He wouldn’t understand even if he tried.