Transmigrated with a Demon-Refining Pot: Hehehe, Refine in an instant

Margaret's body filled the entire hall.

A dragon's roar echoed throughout Oak City, serving as the pre-arranged signal to attack.

Upon hearing this, Aiba and his men immediately stormed and captured the city gate.

Inside the lobby.

Margaret's silvery-white scales gleamed with a blinding cold light in the candlelight. Her neck was slightly bent, her head lowered, and her blue eyes were fixed on Marquis Mammon in the main seat.

Long Wei was like an invisible mountain, pressing down on everyone present.

Several servants collapsed to the ground, trembling all over, too weak to even shout.

The captain of the guard had his hand on the hilt of his sword, his knuckles white, but his legs were trembling and he couldn't take a single step.

Marquis Mammon sat in his chair, his face turning from rosy to deathly pale. He stared into those enormous dragon eyes, his lips moving a few times, but no sound came out.

However, only a moment later, Marquis Mammon realized what was happening and immediately activated his battle aura to escape.

However, even with his strength at the level of a Grand Knight, he was still no match for Margaret.

They were attacked head-on, and they still wanted to run away.

Margaret unleashed a frost breath, freezing the fleeing Marquis Mammon in place, leaving only his head visible and still able to move.

Ron strode arrogantly toward Marquis Mammon with an air of utter disdain, whistling as he went:

"Tsk tsk tsk! Why aren't you laughing anymore!"

Weren't you laughing quite happily just now? Go on."

As Ron spoke, he slapped the old man across the face, the sound crisp and clear.

"You...you..."

Marquis Mammon had never suffered such humiliation. His face flushed red, and his voice was hoarse and broken, as if it were being squeezed out of his throat.

"Ron...you're insane...how dare you be so insolent!"

"Am I crazy? You old fool, I thought you were smart, how come you still can't see the situation?"

"Look what this is!"

Ron returned to Margaret's side and reached out to pat the scales on her calf.

I have a dragon!

Even if I slap you twice, you have to smile and do it well, understand?

Marquis Mammon's eyes gradually cleared: "What do you want?"

"Me? I just want to settle accounts with the Marquis."

The Marquis has been taking good care of my River Bend territory for over a year, while secretly causing me all sorts of trouble.

"You were responsible for everything: making things difficult for caravans, sending them to the front lines for defense, and implying that other territories should set up roadblocks for me."

Ron stepped forward, each step landing squarely on the Marquis's heart:

"What will you offer to mend my wounded heart?"

The marquis gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Ron stopped in front of him, looking down at him with an icy tone:

"Take all the wealth of your Black Wolf family. Behave yourself and dissolve the contracts with the Spirit Insects."

Marquis Mammon had to admit defeat. Regardless of where Ron's dragon came from, he now had it.

It's too late to regret not getting rid of Ron sooner.

All he wants now is to protect his family; he'd be willing to give up all the wealth from the new territory.

Marquises are already considered high-ranking nobles, so naturally they wouldn't put all their eggs in one basket.

He still has assets within the duchy and in other kingdoms.

As long as he's still alive, he can at least become a powerful earl.

Mammon obediently dissolved all contracts, then tentatively spoke:

"Lord Ron, you may take whatever you fancy in Oak City. I only ask that my family be allowed to leave. I will reward you handsomely."

Ron chuckled, then glanced at Margaret.

Margaret understood Ron's meaning, rolled her eyes, and then unleashed her dragon breath.

Marquis Mammon was completely frozen solid, but he was only frozen and not dead. The Great Knight's vitality was not that weak.

Ron directly put the ice sculpture into the Demon Refining Pot for refining.

I still want to live even if I offend you.

I like money, but I'm even more petty.

The hall was already surrounded by knights who had come to help, and these knights couldn't move their legs when they saw Margaret.

The various outposts hesitated to advance or attack, watching as Ron and Marquis Mammon conversed.

But seeing that Marquis Mammon was completely frozen and then taken away, the knights had no choice but to go after him, even if they were afraid.

They rushed forward one by one, eager to die.

Margaret's dragon breaths froze them all into popsicles.

They didn't have the strength of a great knight and died on the spot.

Ron accepted the gift with a smile and tossed it into the Demon Refining Pot, telling them to go and keep Marquis Mammon company.

Then he released the remaining one or two hundred members of the Little Garden Knights, captured a few servants, and headed straight for the Marquis's mansion.

Along the way, they would occasionally encounter soldiers and knights coming to their aid, but those outnumbered were killed by the knightly order.

When there were many people, Margaret would unleash her Frosty Breath, annihilating them all.

Marquis Mammon's side originally had four Grand Knights: himself, one knight loyal to the family, and two direct Grand Knights.

Unfortunately, two years ago, the orcs invaded and killed one of them, while another was captured but later ransomed.

In Oakwood, there is Marquis Mammon and a high knight under his command.

The high knight who was directly in charge of leading his knightly order was dealt with by Margaret on his way to provide support.

At this point, only a few Tier 1 knights remained, still hopping around.

The entire Oak City was thrown into chaos.

Soon, Ron led his men to the Marquis's mansion.

They easily defeated the guards who remained behind, and drove the families and servants to an open space to await their unknown fate.

Ron was naturally the first to arrive at the elf room.

The Marquis's elf quarters were much larger than Ron Castle; they had built an entire manor for these elf insects.

They can play however they want, and after seeing this, Ron felt that he should build one when he got back.

There are nearly a thousand Fairy Bugs in the manor, and 80% of them are at the Fairy Bug stage.

The incident happened so suddenly that none of the sprites had a chance to move before Ron had them all surrounded.

The reason there are so many is mainly because agricultural sprites make up the majority.

Because Oak City was the heart of the entire pioneering land.

The lords would sometimes sell agricultural insects, and Oakwood became a small trading market for elf insects.

Marquis Mammon is naturally not short of money or land, which is why there are so many elf insects.

In the end, it all benefited Ron.

Among these insect spirits, the five most valuable are the Great Spirits.

The three items are potions and the two are agriculture:

Lavender Potion Master, Sunshine Rose Potion Master, Crimson Pomegranate Potion Master.

Sesame Elf, Wheat Elf.

Ron immediately signed the contract and then had his men transplant the cordyceps.

Then he turned his attention to the little elf.

With such a large number of sprites, the number of sprites has also increased considerably.

There are 32 potion sprites and 67 agricultural sprites.

There are nearly a thousand remaining spirit insects, more than three hundred of which are magic potion spirit insects and more than seven hundred of which are agricultural spirit insects.

Wow, I've struck it rich!

That old bastard Mammon has really made Ron live a life of luxury with his family's wealth accumulated over generations.

(An extra chapter added, thank you for your support)