The Demon God Pavilion had existed for a long time. It was said that three thousand years ago, when the Demon Clan still controlled the Bei Du and Nan Zhan Prefectures, and most of the forces were in the Nan Zhan, there were already three Demon Emperors who came to the bitter cold of the Bei Du and built the Demon God Pavilion together. Because the pavilion was suppressed by a white bone tower, it was called the Demon Tower, and was the most mysterious place of the Demon Clan.
Within the Demon Emperor Pavilion, it was rumored that the three Demon Ancestors had left behind spirituality. It possessed the sound of the Dao, and those who entered could comprehend the Dao and listen to the sound of the Dao. There were even people who said that within the Demon Emperor Pavilion, there was a scroll that was written by the three Demon Emperors. Once one grasped it, they could break through the Heavens and Earth, and becoming a Demon Immortal was just around the corner. It was just that it was hard to find.
The Demon God Pavilion was as famous as the South Sea's Ultimate, the Divine Land's Yaochi, and the West He Demon Abyss. No one knew if there was a Demon Immortal Scripture, but it was definitely mysterious. In the past, every hundred years, the Demon Court would choose one of the most outstanding juniors of the Demon Clan to enter and seek opportunities. Some obtained enlightenment from inside, and when they came out, their cultivation improved by leaps and bounds. Some obtained rare treasures, like a tiger with wings, and their combat power increased greatly. There were also some who obtained elixirs and rare herbs, and when they came out, they were already in the Gold Core Realm …
Even the worst one once brought out ten Immortal Essences from inside, shocking the Demon Clan.
And because of this, the Demon God Pavilion became the biggest place for the Demon Clan to seek opportunities. Every hundred years, the Eight Lineages of the Ancient Demon Clan, and even some talented demons from small tribes, would fight to the death for it. This was also determined by the characteristics of the Demon Clan — whoever had the bigger fist would enter.
But this time, the opening of the Demon God Pavilion was different from the previous years. Because of the change in the world, the Ten Great Elders of the Demon Court once jointly set up a great altar and asked the Demon Tower for a sacrifice. They received permission for the outstanding juniors of the Demon Clan to enter the Demon God Pavilion. It could even be said that the envoys from the Divine Land and the descendants of the Dragon Palace of the Sea would also enter the Demon God Pavilion to seek opportunities …
And because of this, the Demon God Pavilion this time became a grand event rarely seen in a thousand years for the Demon Clan. Not only did the outstanding juniors of the various Demon Lineages come out of seclusion, even the Dragon Mother of the Sea Dragon Palace, who had left the Demon Land for a long time, brought her son back to the Demon Land to worship the ancestors. The Northern Three Paths of the Divine Land also sent their proud disciples to sign a truce with the Demon Court, and the second was to enter the Demon God Pavilion to seek opportunities.
Because of this, the Great Golden Crow was not qualified to enter because of the decline of Mount Fusang, and Fang Xing was a human. But because of fate, coupled with the deterrence brought about by Uncle Gen's supernatural power, and the undercurrent caused by the conflict between Mount Gu Blade and Mount Qingqiu, they actually won the opportunity to enter the Demon God Pavilion. A decree from the Demon Court was sent to Mount Fusang, and it was discovered that the two mountains added up to a total of five places.
And because of this, on the day before the opening of the Demon God Pavilion's altar, Fang Xing and the others came together with the Great Golden Crow and the others.
This grand event was set up by the Ten Elders of the Demon Court to officially welcome the Divine Land Emissary and the return of the Nine-Headed Insect Dragon Mother of the Sea Dragon Sea. It was also a grand appearance for all the outstanding talents of the Demon Lineage who were qualified to enter the Demon God Pavilion. It was said to be extremely grand. It was said that there were three Yuanying ancestors who came to attend the event, and the qualification for ordinary Demon Clan members to enter the venue had been raised to thirty pieces of spirit essence.
Simply put, they did not do anything and just entered the banquet to watch the excitement, and they had to spend thirty pieces of spirit essence …
"Damn it, thirty pieces of spirit essence. Why don't little great-grandson and bald crow go back, we'll also sell it for sixty pieces of spirit essence …"
At this time, at the entrance of the Thousand Peaks Garden, where the grand event was held, the banquet inside had already begun, but there were five people at the entrance. No, actually, it was four people and a crow. Among the four people, there was a young man in a light yellow robe. He was slender and handsome, but his gaze was a little thievish, and he did not look honest at first glance. On his right was a huge Golden Crow, but for some reason, it did not transform into a human form. On his left, there was a slender and beautiful little girl with a face full of joy.
Behind them, there were two more fellows. One was a handsome young man with an imposing demeanor and attire, but at this moment, he seemed a little listless, lazily following behind the three people in front of him. Next to him was a thin man with sparse hair, a sallow complexion, and a look of fear in his eyes as he carefully looked around.
These five people were Fang Xing, the Great Golden Crow, Wu Sang 'er, the Little Peng King, and the son of the Golden Crow Tribe's chief, Wu Yidian.
Originally, Fang Xing did not like to bring the Little Peng King and Wu Yidian, but in any case, there were five spots, so he brought them along to join in the fun.
"You … You can't leave me behind. My father said to let you bring me along to see the world!"
Wu Yidian, who was at the back, immediately shouted in fright when he heard that Fang Xing wanted to drive him away and sell his spot for spirit essence.
Wu Sang 'er was speechless. He pinched Fang Xing's arm and turned around to console Wu Yidian, "Don't be afraid, he's just scaring you!"
Only then did Wu Yidian's fright lessen a little. He cautiously glanced at Fang Xing.
Fang Xing pinched Wu Sang 'er back and ignored the crazy Wu Yidian.
Speaking of which, he was also a pitiful person. Originally, he had outstanding talent and was much stronger than the Great Golden Crow and Wu Sang 'er. He was once a young genius on the same level as the Fox Fairy of Qingqiu Mountain and the Little Ape King of Great Sage Mountain. At that time, Wu Gu Mu also had great ambitions. He wanted to raise his own son to become the future hope of the Golden Crow Tribe. Therefore, he put a lot of pressure on him and urged him to grow.
Unfortunately, the Golden Crow Tribe was lacking in resources. Although Wu Yidian received all kinds of biased care from his father, he was still incomparable to the Fox Fairy and the Little Ape King. At first, he could still keep up with the cultivation progress of the Fox Fairy and the others by relying on his own talent, and even surpassed them. However, as his cultivation increased, the drawbacks of the lack of resources slowly appeared, and he became more and more powerless.
But because of this, Wu Yidian, under the great expectations of his father, became even more impatient. He desperately wanted to increase his cultivation, and finally, around the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, he gradually fell into Qigong deviation. When Wu Gu Mu discovered that something was wrong with him and forcefully ordered him to stop cultivating, he had already injured his root. His entire person also appeared to be a little crazy, narrow-minded, and couldn't be cured even after searching for all kinds of elixirs.
Simply put, this crow could be considered to be a cripple.
In fact, it was precisely because of this that Wu Gu Mu valued the Great Golden Crow so much. He really knew that his son had already been crippled, and the hope of the Golden Crow Tribe was still on the Great Golden Crow. However, he really couldn't bear to reprimand his own son. After all, a large part of the reason why Wu Yidian fell into Qigong deviation was because of him. If he hadn't urged too much, this situation wouldn't have happened.
This time, when the Demon Sovereign Pavilion opened, he accidentally found a place for Wu Yidian, so he begged Fang Xing to bring him here.
Even the Great Golden Crow and Wu Sang 'er knew the inside story, so no matter how hateful Wu Yidian was, he still tried to give in to him.
Wu Yidian was scared to death, while the Little Peng King on the other side had a face full of indifference, and said lazily, "I still don't want to go in!"
Before he finished speaking, the Great Golden Crow slapped his wings behind his head and scolded, "This is the Gu Blade Mountain's old senior who asked you to follow us two Little Ancestors. If you don't follow us in, where are you going? To find that coquettish fox? "
The Little Peng King was furious. He glared at the Great Golden Crow and said, "You damn crow, you dare to hit me?"
The Great Golden Crow slapped his wings again without saying anything, and his eyes were even bigger than the Little Peng King's. "So what if I hit you?" He pointed at Fang Xing. "This is your Little Ancestor. Do you know who I am?" Then he pointed at his mouth. "I'm your Little Ancestor's sworn brother, which means I'm your other Little Ancestor. Isn't it natural for me to teach you a lesson? Besides, you're only at the Foundation Establishment stage. Do you believe that I won't take care of you if you flapped your wings? "
The Little Peng King was so angry that he went crazy. His spiritual power surged, and he shouted, "Don't think that I'm afraid of you just because you're at the Foundation Establishment stage!"
Fang Xing turned his head and patted the Little Peng King's head. "Great-grandson, what's wrong with you now?"
The Little Peng King suddenly became discouraged. He was so dispirited that he had nothing left to live for. He said, "… Nothing … Nothing …"
His voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. He hated Fang Xing to the extreme, but he was also extremely afraid of Fang Xing. He knew that this bastard really dared to beat him up. Moreover, the ancestor of Mount Gu Ren didn't even ask about it. Instead, he repeatedly told him to build a good relationship with this guy …
"Why do you two like to bully people so much? There's still business to be done, and you're making trouble here …"
Wu Sang 'er was like a little hen protecting Wu Yidian, and then protecting the Little Peng King. She chattered non-stop.
With these four fellows together, it was simply making her worry to the core.
Fang Xing liked to frighten Wu Yidian, and Big Golden Crow was always looking for Little Peng King's Yu. Little Peng King looked down on Wu Yidian very much, and Wu Yidian was a neurotic person who would yell and scream whenever something happened. She had no choice but to be stuck in the middle to mediate the conflict, and was very busy.
She was very busy. However, her ability to talk was really extraordinary. Her little red mouth opened and closed, and her voice came out faster than frying beans. Not only did Fang Xing and the Great Golden Crow helplessly cover their faces, the Little Peng King's face turned ashen.
"Okay, okay, don't say anymore. What business is there? Isn't it just flattering and negotiating with that slutty fox?"
Fang Xing helplessly interrupted Wu Sang 'er's words.
"It's not business?"
Wu Sang 'er glared at him and spoke even faster. "Why are your words so unpleasant to hear? Didn't the seniors order us to meet a few talents who would enter the Fey Emperor Pavilion? It would be best if we set up an alliance, so that we would have a few friends to help us when we fight Sister Fairy inside? They're worried that we'll lose too badly. Don't you want a helper? Besides, you have to make a wager with Sister Fairy. After all, this wager was set by the seniors, and you can't not honor it. Qingqiu Mountain has been urging us … "
"Alright, alright. Let's listen to Sang 'er and hurry inside …"
The Great Golden Crow surrendered at once under the demonic voice, while Fang Xing nodded with a strange expression.
The two were not afraid of anything, but they were a little afraid of the nagging Wu Sang 'er.
"Hmph, Sister Fox has such great prestige. Nine out of ten who enter the Fey Emperor Pavilion would help her. You …"
But at this moment, the Little Peng King disdainfully poured cold water on Wu Sang 'er after hearing her words.
Fang Xing was annoyed and was about to vent his anger on someone when he reached out and smacked him on the head. "What are you talking about?"
"Fifth Forefather said you can't hit me as you like …"
The Little Peng King was angry but did not dare to show it. He shouted at Fang Xing.
Before he could finish, he was smacked by the Great Golden Crow's wing again. "How can you talk to your Little Forefather like that?"
"I'm not going, I'm going home!"
The Little Peng King had nowhere to vent his anger, so he squatted on the ground and refused to leave.
The Little Peng King, who was raised like a treasure by Mount Lonely Edge, had never suffered such indignation.
"Aiya, why are you fighting again? I say, can't we stop for a while and get down to business …"
Wu Sang 'er was speechless. She came over to appease the Little Peng King, and kept pouring beans into her mouth.
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