“Ah, yes…

Jiang Mengxiong’s strength is indeed quite formidable.

And Qin Changsheng is also rather capable.

Qi Country’s Jiang Mengxiong, with his Selfless Killing Fist, emphasizes an indomitable, utterly dominant spirit, which can’t help but remind me of the Selfless Sword Dao, one of the Three Peerless Arts of the Human Race’s Flying Sword Era…

Qin Country, situated on the western frontier of the Present World, constantly presses upon the Abyssal Depths. Its martial traditions are exceptionally strong. Their soldiers are well-armored and capable, and talents emerge in endless succession. Truly, they cannot be underestimated. Qin Changsheng is utterly devoted to his saber, loving it to the point of madness. Should he unsheathe it with full force, even this venerable self would need to be three points more vigilant.

In a dilapidated courtyard in the North District of Mo Yun City, Chai A’si knelt respectfully on a cushion. On the wall before him hung a shrine he had personally crafted.

Inside the wooden shrine, a piece of clean, soft cloth served as a cushion, upon which rested that ancient divine mirror.

Chai A’si expressed his reverence for the great ancient god in this manner. Each time they conversed, he would first offer a respectful worship.

Of course, whether going out or sleeping, he always carried the ancient divine mirror with him. This was the very hope of his demon life; it could not be lost.

At this moment, the venerable great ancient god was commenting upon the battle at South Heaven City.

His discourse was unrestrained, his knowledge vast and profound. The breadth of his vision, the depth of his discussion, the sheer altitude of his insight—it was truly astounding!

He, Chai A’si, had no reliable channels. Even at the Old Ape Wine Workshop, he only gathered fragmented information. Many of these messages were transmitted inaccurately, utterly lacking in logic, to the point where he couldn’t even bear to listen.

But the venerable great ancient god could, *perplexingly*, extract useful information from it, truly capturing the truth of the battlefield.

And he displayed an intimate familiarity with the top-tier combatants of the Human Race. From Qi Country’s Jiang Mengxiong to Qin Country’s Qin Changsheng, he spoke of them as if plucking them from a basket. He was even clear on the absolute peak sword arts of the Human Race’s Flying Sword Era!

Heaven pity him, Chai A’si had never even known that the Human Race had something called the Flying Sword Era!

If not for a true peak existence of the demon race, how could he know the affairs of the Human Race as if they were inscribed on his palm? If not truly concerned for the world, truly bound to the future of the demon race, why would he bother to study the history of the Human Race?

The more he interacted, the more he could feel the erudition and greatness of this ancient god venerable.

He also harbored a small guess in his heart. Could the true form of this ancient god venerable be one of those great existences who once held sway within the Taigu Imperial City?

Could it be Master Xiong Chan, who once preached in Ancient Nan Mountain, with millions of disciples under his seat, and later vanished into the outer heavens?

Or perhaps Yu Zhen, the legend of the Feather Race, who once contended with the Demon Emperor before journeying far into the Chaos Sea?

He, Chai A’si, was a smart demon. Since the venerable above did not speak directly, he naturally would not ask. His many guesses remained only in his heart.

Some words were fine to ponder internally, but speaking them aloud could invite disaster. This was a principle his grandfather had taught him.

Only, as the image of the venerable above grew increasingly grand, his limited historical knowledge made it very difficult to find any great existence that could correspond to the venerable.

Listening to the venerable above point out cultivation techniques was, of course, a supreme opportunity. But listening to secrets concerning high-level experts of both races, as he was now, was truly very interesting and greatly expanded his horizons.

This world was so vast, history so long, and heroes so numerous. To think that once, he only looked up to Quan Xi Zai and Yuan Meng Ji and such, how laughable, how shallow his vision had been!

Chai A’si was just listening to the venerable above continue to comment on the Human Race’s Great Chu’s Huai State Duke Zuo Qi, when he heard the voice from the mirror take a turn: “Little Lion is living more and more poorly. With his Heavenly Demon status, he personally attacked the battlefield and yet couldn’t achieve any significant results, yet he can still boast of turning the tide. Tsk tsk… A Heavenly Demon pulling a demon soldier tide…

Chai A’si dared not comment on the Heavenly Demon adult and simply listened obediently.

Then he heard the ancient god adult ask again: “Does this Lion An Xuan have any relatively outstanding descendants?

He didn’t know why, but Chai A’si vaguely felt a lurking killing intent within this sentence, yet listening closely, there were no discernible emotions. He answered honestly: “It seems there’s only one titled ‘Heaven Sea King,’ named Lion Shan Wen, who is the ninth-ranked new king on the Heavenly List!”

In recent years, the demon race had become very enthusiastic about ranking its strong individuals, with all sorts of ranking lists appearing. Among them, the Heavenly List was the most credible list, ranked by the Heavenly Demon Mi Zhi Ben. It took battle achievements as the primary ranking factor and only calculated the combat power of those listed.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, this list only ranked up to the True Demon level and only recorded one hundred strong individuals.

For example, Mo Yun City Lord True Demon Zhu Xian, simply couldn’t squeeze onto the Heavenly List.

The “Heavenly List New King,” however, was a list aimed at young demon kings. Any demon exceeding one hundred and twenty-nine years old could not enter.

The lifespan of the demon race generally exceeded that of the Human Race, which was also proof of the demon race’s superior aptitude. However, after reaching Divine Arrival, they no longer possessed this lifespan advantage.

This was because the Divine Arrival realm had already broken the limits of life, transcending the heaven-human barrier.

The lifespan limit for a Human Race Divine Arrival cultivator was five hundred and eighteen years old, which was still quite a long life from the demon race’s perspective.

The lifespan of an ordinary Human Race individual was one hundred and twenty-nine years and six months, hence the “Heavenly List New King” absolutely did not record those exceeding one hundred and twenty-nine years old. Relying on surpassing the lifespan of ordinary Human Race individuals to reach seal king battle power was not something worth boasting about, nor was it considered genius.

The ninth-ranked new king on the list, Heaven Sea King Lion Shan Wen, was incomparably stronger than any of Mo Yun City’s Three Talents, so strong that it was impossible to gauge.

Even though he wasn’t a heavenly pride of Mo Yun City, Chai A’si had still heard of him. When speaking of the bloodline of Heavenly Demon Lion An Xuan, this was the first name that came to mind.

The voice of the ancient god in the mirror paused for a moment, then said: “This name is not good, it doesn’t conform to fate; it carries an inauspicious sign. Browser… All net…

Chai A’si couldn’t comprehend how the name Lion Shan Wen didn’t conform to fate.

But this didn’t affect his sincere admiration, because it was truly very accurate!

“The venerable above has great insight!” Chai A’si said eagerly: “Previous period, Heaven Sea King was indeed trapped in Frost Wind Valley, and it seems he perished together with a Human Race bastard called Jiang Wang!”

…Go cultivate first. Your sword technique now has some semblance of form, but your body is still very weak. Wait until this venerable self divides a wisp of divine thought to tailor a set of body refining techniques for you!

The venerable above’s great kindness and virtue, Chai, I truly don’t know how to repay it! Chai A’si’s heart was filled with joy, and his morale was high as he rushed into the courtyard. Swinging open the iron gate, he began to practice with gusto.

Jiang Wang now had the qualifications to be a preaching existence. Targeting a small demon with cultivation equivalent to the Zhou Tian Realm and developing some techniques for him was not difficult. For example, the set of Sky Severing Earth Immortal Secret Sword Technique he had passed on earlier was casually created. It wasn’t absolutely top-tier, but if Chai A’si practiced it proficiently, ordinary small demons would truly be unable to stand steady before him.

Now, with a better understanding of Chai A’si, developing a body refining technique for him would undoubtedly be suitable and useful. Of course, body refining was something that inevitably involved suffering. How could one not roll through the knife mountain and oil pot a few times?

If this small demon didn’t shed a few layers of skin, he wouldn’t know what karmic debt meant, making it difficult to comprehend the principles of demon life.

After practicing his sword technique alone for a while, Chai A’si suddenly thought of something and excitedly ran back to the shrine – honestly, a certain ancient god felt quite inauspicious being provided for like this, with incense still being inserted in front, but there was no good reason to refuse, so he could only accept it begrudgingly.

“Venerable above!” Chai A’si said earnestly: “I just thought of something. The unlimited martial arts tournament at Jin Yang Terrace is about to open for registration. Do you think I can sweep through the eight directions and claim the championship after practicing this set of Sky Severing Earth Immortal Secret Sword Technique and then practicing the body refining technique you teach me?”

Jiang Wang had no idea what this tournament was, but he could guess a thing or two from the name.

Hence, he only replied: “Do not aim too high, and do not do unrelated things.”

He only wanted this small demon to show some progress in his cultivation so that he could earn some Dao Yuan Stones and buy some spiritual medicines from the demon world to help him recover from his injuries as soon as possible.

Or to help this small demon join the army early and find a way to transfer to South Heaven City. Then he, the old man, could feel around for an opportunity and slip away. Otherwise, if he continued to reside in the demon world, was he truly planning to cultivate a world-class great demon?

This small demon was truly getting carried away. What unlimited martial arts tournament… What if he went up and got beaten to death?

He would be left with just a bare mirror, and it would be difficult to take a single step in the demon world, making it hard to return to the Five Evil Basin!

A basin of cold water was poured over his head. Chai A’si let out an “oh” and muttered: “I heard that this time, the top ten of the Jin Yang Terrace unlimited martial arts tournament will all be rewarded with a stalk of Yuan Bone Grass. They say it can reshape the Dao Body. I was just wondering if it might be of some help to the venerable above…”

…That… what did you just say, martial arts tournament? The voice in the mirror replied: “Let me think about it. You do indeed need tempering now. Register, go register now.”

Chai A’si immediately became excited: “You might not know, but the Jin Yang Terrace unlimited martial arts tournament is the most famous and longest-running martial arts grand event around here. Only demons below thirty years old can participate. It mainly faces these three places: Tian Xi Wasteland, Zi Wu Hills, and Shen Xiang Flower Sea. It’s always been a grand event… I heard that the girl Lan Ruo will be selecting a consort in this martial arts tournament!”

The ancient god surnamed Jiang, who had just felt that this small demon was “commendably filial,” now only felt that “his heart is punishable.” That dog’s tail simply couldn’t be hidden! “Venerable above” in his mouth, but “consort” in his heart. Was that Spider Lan Ruo really that beautiful?

Of course, the ancient god’s voice was always amiable, full of encouragement and warmth: “Since you have decided to participate in this meeting, then you need to cultivate even harder so as not to lose face for this venerable self. As the saying goes, cultivating dao for a hundred years, no demon asks; one morning sealing god, the world knows! Be diligent, be hardworking, and you will see your future.”

Chai A’si drank this bowl of chicken blood, his eyes full of tears, and went off to practice his sword again.

Only the ancient god mirror remained, in the quiet shrine.

The certain person named Jiang in the mirror world was actually not as relaxed as his voice conveyed.

These past few days, he had been hiding in the Red Makeup Mirror, covered by Chai A’si, wandering everywhere in Mo Yun City. While becoming familiar with the customs of the demon race, he also gained a rough understanding of the South Heaven battle that had occurred a few days prior.

Listening to sound as if entering the subtle, with myriad sounds converging. What he heard and the related information he gathered were far more than what Chai A’si gleaned from honestly chatting with those small demons.

Although it was said that the war details that spread to the streets and alleys of Mo Yun City had long since been distorted.

But for someone familiar with the military system of Qi Country, familiar with battlefields, especially familiar with Jiang Mengxiong and Zuo Qi, it was not difficult to restore the general rhythm of the entire battle.

He thanked Jiang Mengxiong, thanked Qi Country for mobilizing troops on his behalf, and he was even more moved by Old Master Zuo’s hurried arrival from Chu Country, moved by that sincere care that viewed him as family.

But these were all matters for later. All the graces and grudges, he remembered in his heart.

And the most important thing now was how to return to the Civilization Basin, back to the territory controlled by the Human Race.

But returning to the Civilization Basin, was it a simple matter?

Speaking of which, he already had a relatively clear plan – which was to elevate Chai A’si’s strength, let this small demon who was unrealistically infatuated with fantasy and sharpened by the pressures of life, first pass the army’s old examination, become a demon soldier, then a demon general, then find a way to transfer him to South Heaven City. Then, in some military conflict, he would leap out of the Red Makeup Mirror, bring the mirror, and escape directly back to the Civilization Basin.

But it wasn’t that easy, not that easy… Browser… All net…

Even this plan looked so feasible.

Jiang Wang now completely realized the location of the problem.

Although his body was in the demon race territory, the demon race was not the biggest problem. Although he had fallen to this state due to a sneak attack by a Human Race enemy, that enemy was also not the biggest problem.

Now that both the Human and Demon races thought he was dead, he had already moved from the light to the dark. No matter how great the hostility targeting him, there was nowhere for it to land.

So what was the real problem?

At that time, in the 100,000 Great Mountains, facing the shock of that broken knife coin, he had already found the reason – at that time, he was not at all affected by the gaze of that True Demon Dog Ying Yang.

After sorting out all the messages spreading on the demon race’s side, contrasting them with his own experience, and tracing back the entire escape process, he discovered the problem.

Throughout the entire process, up until the killing of the Xi Yan soldiers, he still held some degree of control over his fate – the sneak attack by that mysterious person was another cause and effect.

During their first encounter in Frost Wind Valley, the Xi Yan soldiers fought bravely, daring to fight to the death.

When he killed Lion Shan Wen and calmly turned back, the Xi Yan soldiers who had been abandoned by Lion Shan Wen already had timid intentions.

By the time they faced off for the third time, amidst a sea of fire, before a ground covered in demon race corpses, the Xi Yan soldiers had completely lost their courage. Under his pressure, they made the wrong choice and were finally frozen to death by the extreme cold wind.

In the process of battle, Jiang Wang believed he had controlled the fighting will of both sides to the limit.

But the problem began to appear from this moment on. After killing the Xi Yan soldiers and destroying all traces, he escaped Frost Wind Valley in the middle of the night.

Only after the long night had passed and daylight broke did Jiang Mengxiong personally descend into the demon world and level the entire Frost Wind Valley.

This was the first miss.

He hid in the 100,000 Great Mountains, concealing his traces, not daring to show his head. At that time, Jiang Mengxiong was in a fierce battle with Yuan Xian Ting. And he, walking on thin ice, had no way of maintaining his observation of the outside environment.

This was the second miss.

When he, within the movements of the small demons entering the mountain, detected changes in Frost Wind Valley and realized that a great battle was imminent, thus willingly taking a strange risk to come to Tian Xi Wasteland… Yuan Xian Ting had precisely moved to South Heaven City, blocking his path! He could only take the same risk and choose to return by the original route.

This was the third miss.

But wait until he cautiously and carefully escaped back to the 100,000 Great Mountains again, Zuo Qi and Jiang Mengxiong had precisely killed their way to South Heaven City, stirring up a grand South Heaven battle!

This was the fourth miss.

He hid in the 100,000 Great Mountains, completely unaware of the war situation in South Heaven City, and dared not probe.

He tried to escape the sight of those demon race warriors and casually followed a bounty team in the 100,000 Great Mountains… But within just such a team, there was a genius figure of the demon race, possessing an unobvious innate divine ability to perceive danger!

This encounter once again pushed him into a desperate situation.

That dog demon actually brought over a hundred subordinates into the mountain, actually was originally guarding against the schemes of other demon races, actually had a True Demon level grandfather, still left some means, still would rush out at the first opportunity…

If he hadn’t still had a knife coin from Yu Bei Dou on him at that time, he would have already perished at this point.

Why was Jiang Wang shocked at that time? It was because he felt the “will of heaven”!

He felt that immense hostility was the rejection of this demon race world towards him, an outsider!

He asked himself, from beginning to end, what had he Jiang Wang done wrong? Which step wasn’t careful enough, which step wasn’t serious enough? Adventures he should or shouldn’t have taken, he had all crossed. Opportunities he could grasp, he had all grasped. Efforts he could make, he had all made. Why were there still so many, so fatal misses?

It was all too coincidental!

And this “coincidence,” he was familiar with…

Similar to the repeated failures of the White Bone Venerable God on Daozi’s body, similar to Zhang Linchuan’s fruitless struggle?

Deep space on the other shore… Second more, the expert is alive: m.jhssd!

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