"Gulp!"
In the cafeteria, the 10,000-longevity Demon King finished the soup in his bowl and looked back with a blissful expression. "So fragrant!"
This guy had already become a member of the Sect of All Times.
Don't say that he had no backbone. The reason why he chose to compromise was because The Purple King had once helped him. In order to repay the favor, he was willing to put down his dignity as a Demon King.
"Little Toad."
Zi handed over a napkin and said, "From today onwards, you are a member of the Spirit Beast Hall. If your performance is good, I can apply to the Patriarch to promote you to the Deputy Hall Master."
It was comparable to a mid-level Truth Seeking Realm cultivator.
"Big Brother Purple."
The 10,000-longevity Demon King wiped his mouth and asked, "What have you experienced all these years? Why is your aura not as high as mine?"
The Purple King's face instantly darkened. "From tomorrow onwards, you will be responsible for cleaning the Spirit Beast Peak and the toilets."
"Ah?"
The 10,000-longevity Demon King was stunned.
Speaking was an art. If you don't know how to speak, don't speak!
…
Night.
The Purple King sat alone on a huge rock on the peak of the mountain.
His figure was very lonely. His gaze was very dejected, like a rooster that had lost a fight.
As an extremely rare Dao Transformation Kun, his future should have been bright. However, because he sought excitement and stole the dragon egg, he was forced to drag out an ignoble existence in the lower realm until he returned a few thousand years later. Even the little demon that he had helped was much stronger than him.
The former big brother.
The current little brother.
The world had changed. Things remained the same, but people had changed.
Jun Changxiao walked over and sat beside him. He put down a jar of Drunken Dreams and looked at the bright night sky. "Such a beautiful scenery needs wine to liven things up."
"…"
Big Brother!
I'm very uncomfortable. Liven things up my ass!
"Zi."
Jun Changxiao handed over the wine and smiled. "I didn't expect you to be a big brother in the upper realm."
Swish!
The Purple King grabbed the wine jar and drank a big mouthful. He said bitterly, "That's just the glory of the past."
"Be confident."
Jun Changxiao patted his shoulder and encouraged him, "Even a little toad spirit can become an indomitable demon king, how can you, the Kun of the Purple Firmament Dao, fall behind?"
The Purple King understood this logic.
However, understanding was one thing. Seeing that the 10,000-longevity Demon King's cultivation was higher than his, he would definitely feel uncomfortable.
"Patriarch!"
The Purple Craggy Monster King clenched his fists and pleaded, "I want to become stronger. Can you help me?"
As Demonic Beasts, their lifespans were very long. Just by breathing in and out every day, their lifespans were constantly increasing. Their lives were much more blissful than that of humans. However, after being dealt a blow by the Toad Spirit, their desire to become stronger was instantly ignited!
"I can help you, but …" Jun Changxiao paused, "The process of becoming stronger is very painful. You need to face it yourself."
The Purple King's gaze was resolute. "As long as I can become stronger, I won't be afraid even if I have to face a mountain of blades or a sea of flames!"
"Blade Mountain Flame Sea Guild?"
Jun Changxiao murmured, "Follow me."
…
Back mountain.
A brand new vortex gradually formed at the entrance.
"A new secret realm?"
A trace of disappointment appeared on Zi's face.
He knew that the secret realm that the Patriarch placed in the back mountain was very heaven-defying. However, because he was a Beast, even if he went in to train, he wouldn't gain much.
"This is the Blade Mountain Flame Sea Guild."
Jun Changxiao said, "A secret realm suitable for Demonic Beasts to cultivate."
The Purple King, who was originally dejected, suddenly became excited.
"However …" Jun Changxiao added, "You need to go through 81 days of tempering in there before you can sublimate."
When did he buy this secret realm?
He didn't buy it. It was one of the rewards he got from Gu Zhaoxi sacrificing himself to help him complete the Epic Mission.
Although there was no description, it really existed.
A year had passed. Why didn't Gou Sheng take it out?
That was because this secret realm was only suitable for Demonic Beasts. Additionally, the manual stated in red – Extremely dangerous. Enter with caution.
Back then, Jun Changxiao had complained that humans couldn't enter. Later on, he was so busy with the sect's affairs that he gradually forgot about it. If Zi hadn't mentioned the Blade Mountain Flame Sea Guild, he wouldn't have remembered.
[I think the author just thought of it on the spur of the moment!] The System complained.
"Eighty-one days?"
The Purple King became spirited and said, "I'll go in and temper myself now!"
Jun Changxiao reminded him, "This Blade Mountain Flame Sea Guild is different from other secret realms. Once you fail, you will die."
"Ga!"
The Purple King's raised leg froze in mid-air and his expression became interesting.
Many secret realms and facilities were also very dangerous. For example, the Life and Death Secret Realm and the Training Tower. However, failing a challenge would only result in a period of weakness.
It was precisely because of the risk of death that Jun Changxiao chose to forget about it.
In the various planes, the value of Demonic Beasts was nothing more than helping humans train and providing cores. However, the Demonic Beasts of the Sect of All Times were like family. They couldn't be allowed to be harmed.
"You clearly forgot, but you still have to flaunt yourself."
The System said, "What a dog!"
"Scared?"
The Purple King shook his head and said, "For a Demonic King, this is a disgrace."
"Ta!"
He took a step forward, resolute and resolute!
"Hall Master Zi …"
Li Qingyang and Xiao Ziji's eyes shone with admiration.
The System was already used to its disciples appearing and disappearing mysteriously. This time, it didn't lose control of its emotions and roar.
"Battle Song!" Jun Changxiao shouted.
"Pa!"
Ye Xingchen pressed the play button and a pleasant melody came from the magically modified sound system. He sang leisurely, "I haven't been a big brother for many years. I don't like the cold bedside. Don't force me to miss, don't force me to cry …"
"Bow!"
"Shua! Shua! Shua! "
Li Qingyang and Xiao Ziji might be wearing pajamas, but it didn't stop them from giving the most formal military salute.
One year ago.
Gu Zhaoxi flew into the sky with a bomb on his back. This scene had appeared before.
"Ta!"
The Purple King stepped into the whirlpool with one foot. He then turned around and smiled at everyone. "Wait for me to come back …"
"Less nonsense. Hurry up and go in!"
"Bang!"
Jun Changxiao personally sent Zi into a mountain of blades and a sea of flames.
…
On the seventh day after Zi's departure, everyone missed him very much.
On the seventh day after Zi's departure, everyone came to the Spirit Beast Hall to reminisce.
On the seventh day after Zi's departure, everyone gradually forgot about him and cultivated as usual.
"Lass!"
In the cafeteria, the Ten-Thousand-Longevity Demonic King licked the rice in the bowl clean and grinned. "Another bowl!"
"…"
Ryu Sinan rolled his eyes.
"What are you looking at!"
The Ten-Thousand-Longevity Demonic King pointed at the dozens of stacked plates and roared, "I didn't eat as much as you!"
Speaking of Elder Liu, he had to mention that the reason why he called for help was because he missed Liu Wanshi's food too much. However, he was lost in the extreme south and couldn't return. He had no choice but to ask the Patriarch to pick him up.
"Brother!"
After knowing the truth, Jun Changxiao collapsed. "Asking for help is such a serious matter. Can we be more serious in the future?!"
…
On the seventh day after Zi's departure, Du Nan was cleaning the stairs outside the mountain gate. Suddenly, he noticed the dust and sand jumping faintly. He looked down in astonishment.
"Ta!"
"Ta!"
A martial artist walked up the stairs step by step.
Because his head was lowered, only his Mediterranean Sea could be seen. His face couldn't be seen clearly.
"Buzz!"
"Buzz!"
With every step that person took, the surrounding dust and sand gradually floated up.
An expert!
An expert!
Du Nan placed the broom in front of him and asked politely, "Benefactor, are you visiting the Sect of All Times?"
"Visiting a friend."
The martial artist's voice was deep.
"I'm sorry."
Du Nan said, "The gate is not open yet. Please wait for a moment."
The martial artist stopped and gradually raised his head. A sharp face appeared. The corner of his mouth raised into a faint smile. "I'm an impatient person. I don't have time to wait."
"Whoosh!"
He pinched his middle finger and a stream of light flew out.
Not open the gate? Okay, then let me open it.
"Swish!"
Du Nan took a step and blocked the path of the stream of light. He put his palms together and said, "Amitabha. Benefactor, don't mess around!"
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Dust and leaves flew under his feet. His school uniform fluttered without wind. Golden light gathered behind him and quickly formed a swastika barrier.
"Huh?"
The martial artist's eyes were filled with surprise.
A seemingly ordinary sweeping monk was actually an expert!
"Interesting."
The martial artist gave up attacking the mountain gate and manipulated the stream of light to blast at him. He wanted to see what ability he had.
"Buddha Illumination!"
Du Nan took a horse stance and his eyes were cold.
"Boom!"
"Bang!"
The swastika barrier instantly collapsed and turned into golden light.
"Thump thump thump!"
Du Nan took a few steps back and stopped in front of the gate. He gave a thumbs up and said, "Amazing!"
"Plop!"
After speaking, he directly collapsed on the ground and fainted.
The middle-aged martial artist was speechless.
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