Yun Yang smiled faintly and said, "There's no such thing as a guilty conscience, it's the truth. I thank the Fox King for your praise, but there are many youths like Yun Yang in the Bound of Universe. We'll know when we meet. I only hope that when it's my turn to guard the Bloody Soul Mountain … I can still have an opponent like the Fox King as my enemy. "
"Oh?" the Fox King asked.
Yun Yang said seriously, "Humans have their own heroes, I believe the Demonic Race has their own legends too. There's no contradiction between heroes and heroes, but we all have our own standpoints after all. That's all!"
"Seniors have fought and died for the sake of their descendants. Tens of thousands of years have passed like a day … One wants to defend, to protect the peace and happiness behind, while the other wants to come and expand his territory, to give the younger generation a vast world. Their feelings are the same, what's the difference?"
"Between martial artists, life and death hangs by a hair's breadth, especially in a war that involves one's standpoints. It's rare to be merciful, but in private, it's not impossible to be friends. After all, the person who understands you the most is often not a friend, but an old enemy!"
"Just like the ten seniors sitting here drinking wine today. To be honest, this is the moment that moves and makes this junior envious. "
Yun Yang heaved a long sigh and said slowly, "Today we drink together, tomorrow we fight on the battlefield, today we call each other bosom friends, tomorrow we face each other with saber and sword … I die with no regrets, I live with no regrets, I die with no regrets. The grudges of this life have been settled, today's meeting is not a waste."
He said with a sigh, "At least in my opinion, this is the highest realm of a martial artist! The Daemon King is worthy of the Demonic Race, and the human seniors are worthy of the Bound of Universe. What's the difference between us? "
His words caused everyone present to fall into deep thought, and their faces were filled with brilliance.
Boss Wu raised his cup in thought and murmured, "The highest realm of a martial artist? Hahaha … "
The Fox King looked at Yun Yang with a solemn gaze for a long time before he suddenly smiled and said, "You're a good child, not bad at all."
Yun Yang replied humbly, "This is the glory that the seniors have spent their entire lives writing. It's not something that this junior can boast about. Of course, I, Yun Yang, respect my human seniors, but towards the Fox King and the other demonic seniors, even if there's still a day when we have to fight to the death, I still have respect in my heart."
He sighed with emotion. "At the very least … with the cultivation of seniors, you've long since been able to move unhindered through the world. No matter how you enjoy life, it's all easy, and you can do as you please. But the choice of our seniors is to willingly spend the rest of their lives on this Blood Soul Mountain … This, is already worthy of everyone's respect, and is worthy of the respect of all Demon Clans. Who says that there are no heroes in the Outsiders! "
Everyone present, including the Fox King, nodded slightly. Yun Yang's words had spoken their minds.
What she did not know was that Yun Yang was secretly wiping away the cold sweat on his forehead, thinking that he had finally managed to deceive her about the Art of Frozen Heart.
Sure enough, everyone liked flattery!
No matter how powerful an expert was, he would still have to submit under the pressure of a high hat. Hehehehe …
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With Yun Yang's greeting, the ten of them seemed to be in high spirits as they drank.
The Fox King did not answer Yun Yang's question from the beginning to the end. Yun Yang was not anxious about it, nor did he ask further. He listened to the nine humans and the Demon King's conversation with a respectful smile.
They were indeed imaginative and imaginative; their topics were varied and endless!
At this moment, He Buyu and the others were still talking about the strange happenings of the human race, but in the next moment, it was the Fox King's turn to talk about the Demon Race's abyss. It was shocking and awe-inspiring …
However, as Yun Yang listened to them, he was acutely aware that although these people spoke a lot and the content was extensive and all-encompassing, neither He Buyu, Wu Laoer, nor the Fox King mentioned a single word about the accumulation of their combat power or the internal situation!
Even though the Fox King had complained about the harsh environment of the Demon Race, when it came to the advantages and disadvantages of the Demon Race itself, he did not mention a single word about it.
Half drunk, the Fox King patted the mud seal with a pot of wine in his arms and said with a sigh, "Actually, the Demon Race and humans are really just a matter of perspective. In our understanding, the Demon Clan eating humans is a matter of course. Humans are just a type of food in this world. Humans, however, have a completely different understanding of this, because this idea is treacherous. "
"It's also because of this fundamental difference that there's no possibility for humans and the Demon Race to coexist peacefully."
"Therefore, in the end, this continent can only be ruled by the party that survives. Those of us who can still sit together and drink and chat now, when the time comes to an irreconcilable point, either I die in your hands or you all die in mine."
Speaking up to here, the Fox King smiled and said, "But if that time really comes … when one of us really becomes the ruler of this continent … if there are any of us alive, what should we do?"
He Buyu and the others thought about it but their expressions changed in unison.
"When that time comes and all our old opponents are dead, we'll be the only ones left in this world. What are we going to do then? Continue to cultivate? What's the point of cultivation? Longevity? What's the point of longevity? Enjoyment? If we want to enjoy, what can't we enjoy now? "
"But if it's to fight, who will we fight with?"
"After these old opponents are gone, even if there's a successor with a cultivation base, can we put down our pride and fight them? Or even fight to the death? "
"Drink? Taste delicacies? Enjoy life? Sightseeing? "
Intentionally or unintentionally talking about this topic, these ten experts who had reached the pinnacle of cultivation in the world all fell into a state of confusion.
They were stunned!
Yun Yang, who was standing aside, was speechless. After a while, seeing that everyone was still silent, he finally could not help but say, "It looks like after drinking, no matter how intelligent or farsighted one is, or how high one's cultivation base is, one's brain is no longer as sharp as before!"
"What do you mean?" The ten men turned to look at him simultaneously, all of them drunk.
Yun Yang was exasperated as he said, "What all of you are thinking about now, at least in this junior's opinion, is very senseless!"
The ten men snorted in unison, their expressions unfriendly. "What? What did you say? "
"First, there's a huge mistake in Senior Fox King's argument. Even if the final battle between both sides is decided, and one side dominates the Bound of Universe, the other side can't be completely annihilated. No matter how severe the casualties are, there'll always be embers to pass on the torch."
"Second, for seniors with your cultivation base, even if you intervene in the final battle and the continent is ruled by the opposing side, the possibility of you dying in the battle is still very small. The biggest possibility is that you'll lead your clansmen to hide and wait for the day to rise again. Therefore, your old opponents won't die at all, at least not all of them. By then, even if you're lonely, I'm afraid it'll be a very difficult thing, because in the days to come, you'll have to look for your old opponents' whereabouts as your life goal. "
Yun Yang rolled his eyes speechlessly. "Thirdly, with the Crimson Soul Mountain separating the two worlds, it'll be very difficult for one side to completely rule the continent for a very long time … Perhaps I should put it this way: although all of you have a long life and enjoy longevity, you may not be able to see that day come in your lifetime."
Yun Yang raised his cup and smiled. "In conclusion, instead of worrying about having no opponents at that time, it's better to think of a way now and get rid of your opponents first. Who knows, it'll be lonely at the top with an invincible expert! "
His words rendered the ten men speechless on the spot. After a long moment of silence, they burst into laughter. The solemn atmosphere from before was no more, replaced by undulating guffaws.
Amidst the laughter, the Fox King's gaze regained its clarity as he said with a smile, "Actually, in this life, let's just treat it as a few old friends accompanying and relaxing every day … We're also using each other to kill time …"
He turned to look at Yun Yang, the admiration in his eyes growing stronger as he said, "Child, I admire you more and more now. I can answer your question for you. "
Yun Yang replied excitedly, "Thank you, Senior Fox King."
The Fox King nodded thoughtfully and said, "Of course, the taste of this wine is superb, but once it's opened, the smell of alcohol soars into the sky, turning into the auspicious image of a dragon and phoenix that lingers for a long time. This is the main reason why I have such a deep impression … I've drunk … more than ten pots of this wine."
Yun Yang asked, "May I ask senior, how many years ago was that?"
The Fox King thought about it and said uncertainly, "About seven to eight hundred years? Or perhaps a thousand years? Whether it's human or demon, there's hardly anything worth remembering after living in this world for a long time. I really can't remember it, I'm just being vague. "
Yun Yang frowned. "Of course this junior doesn't doubt senior's words, but does senior still have any impression of who brewed this wine?"
The Fox King said, "I'm not a wine king. That wine was only a gift from the Monkey King. It's unique, that's why I have some impression of it … Why would this king be interested in finding out who brewed it?"
"The Monkey King, huh …"
Yun Yang was deep in thought.
The God of Wine, Feng Xiange, was one of Mr. Nian's incarnations, but the real God of Wine might not be Mr. Nian. Perhaps the God of Wine had fallen for some reason and Mr. Nian had borrowed his identity. Yun Yang had long guessed this, but he had never had any proof.
Initially, this had nothing to do with the grand scheme of things, but now that he had accidentally formed a connection with the Demon Race, it was an unexpected gain for Yun Yang!
At that moment, he had almost lost his composure and had to use the Art of Frozen Heart to calm himself down.
Could it be that the Four Seasons Tower was related to the Demon Race?
Yun Yang could not help but be worried about his emotions.
If so, this matter would be very complicated.
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