Chapter 480 The Demon Clan's Closed-Door Talk

After entrusting Xueyu and his little apprentice to the care of the old bird demon, Wang Yu did not linger at the Ancient Beast Ancestral God Mountain, but went directly to the current Northern Demon Saint Lord's Palace.

This is a giant palace complex that was built in recent years. Considering the size of the true form of the demon race, the buildings constructed are often very tall and rugged.

The most central location is a small palace that only fourth-level demon race cultivators can enter. It is characterized by its exquisite craftsmanship and luxury, and has a strong human style.

When Wang Yu landed in his escape light, several demon servants with the bloodline of the Medicine Horned Deer had been waiting for a long time.

These demon servants are special creatures created by using human bodies as materials and combining them with secret methods of demon blood. Their original purpose was to create a cheap and easy-to-use living weapon.

Ultimately, it failed to achieve its goal and became merely a means of serving visiting guests.

Therefore, their appearance has been specially altered.

From a visual perspective, it fits the human aesthetic, but it's a bit too rigid, resembling some kind of flesh and blood puppet, yet possessing a certain degree of intelligence.

"Lord Extreme Law Demon Lord, my master has been waiting for a long time."

"lead the way."

Passing through covered bridges, gardens, and palaces, we arrived at the heart of the place, where we had exchanged ideas with the Five-Colored Holy Lord many years ago during a treasure exchange event.

He was sitting high on the throne, awaiting the arrival of Wang Yu.

Many years have passed, and time has brought very few changes. He greeted Wang Yu kindly and then stepped down from the throne.

She said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Wang."

"It's been many years, but you're even more charming than before!"

Addressing him as "fellow Daoist" is clearly a way of elevating Wang Yu's status, since calling him "young friend" is already a sign of respect, considering both his age and strength.

The fact that he was moved to the fellow Daoist's position clearly indicates that the Daoist knows he is making further breakthroughs in his alchemy skills.

"You flatter me, Your Majesty. These are just minor achievements, insignificant in the face of Your Majesty."

Wang Yu has a thick skin; he can easily come up with compliments.

As for what achievements the other party has made? That's not important at all. This tactful mutual boasting is undoubtedly a symbol of friendship and courtesy.

Both were more confident about the conversation that followed.

"Please take a seat. King Tianpeng, Monkey, and Old Dog will be here soon."

The monkey and the old dog refer to the King of Truth and the King of Shadows.

They were all members of one of the eight great demon clans of the North. The Heavenly Roc King had sent them to help hunt down the Nine Evil Sword Lord, and they had a fairly good relationship with Wang Yu.

The cooperation went smoothly without any mishaps, and the results were satisfactory. The Five-Colored Holy Lord invited these people over, clearly intending to exploit this friendship.

Wang Yu felt that they must have come for the promise of alchemy.

It doesn't really matter.

Coming to the demon race for seclusion was only one of his purposes. Collaborating on alchemy was another, something that could be easily accomplished. There was also a third purpose... which was to find the Nascent Soul Demon Lord behind the Northern Demon Race.

If possible, he hopes to meet them in person.

But the old bird demon's attitude made him realize that it was best not to bring up this topic rashly, otherwise it would easily backfire.

We don't want to end up not finding a backer and then getting into conflict with the demons of the North.

If one cannot show their face to others, it's because there's something wrong with themselves.

Or perhaps there's some unspeakable hidden illness; in any case, it's not a topic to be touched upon lightly, regarding this grudge against the Crimson Heaven Venerable.

He still had some worries, but the pressure was far less than the survival pressure he faced when confronting the spirit slave manager, so he was not in a hurry.

As time goes by.

A banquet featuring the characteristics of the demon race quickly unfolded, with dishes taller than a person placed in the hall, including an extremely rare and delicious demon beast—the Enchanting Pig!

Crispy and caramelized, tender and juicy.

The color was bright red, and the steam rose in scorching heat.

With dipping sauces and fine wine, and accompanied by skilled demon servants who play musical instruments and sing, the experience is comparable to a human banquet.

There was another type of service that wasn't available, which wasn't quite in line with human customs. Wang Yu casually took a few bites, his mind preoccupied with the conversation that was about to begin.

He didn't have to wait long. The old monkey and the mastiff king, having received the news, rushed over. Their eyes lit up when they saw Wang Yu, but they still greeted the Five-Colored Holy Lord before approaching him.

"Brother Wang, you're amazing. Among the Crimson Kite cultivators, there are probably no more than two people who can rival you."

These words were spoken by the old monkey. The Mastiff King was more introverted, or rather, he was the aloof and brooding type. He preferred to be praised rather than to praise others.

After the group finished exchanging pleasantries, the Five-Colored Holy Lord waited a little longer.

Then he clapped his hands to dismiss the bystanders.

Let's get straight to the topic of this meeting, with a quick glance.

The old monkey was the first to probe.

"Brother Wang, when we hunted down that Nascent Soul Demon Lord, you promised to give me and the Mastiff King a free pill refining session. I wonder if that promise is still valid."

"Of course. I, Wang, have always been a man of my word. My reputation for integrity is known to everyone in Chiyuan. How could I possibly go back on my word?"

Wang Yu readily agreed, fully aware of the situation.

It seems the Five-Colored Saint Lord wanted to take this opportunity to test whether his alchemy skills were truly at the level of a top-grade fourth rank, as Third Master had claimed.

Using words to probe is too abrupt and a bit embarrassing.

So he simply let the old monkey test the waters with personal connections. If a subsequent cooperation was reached, he would naturally make up for the old monkey's free opportunity to refine pills.

The True Word King took out an ancient scroll and said.

"This pill formula is called the [Nine-Turn Spirit Word Pill], a fourth-grade pill that can greatly assist the old monkey's cultivation. All the necessary materials have been collected, Brother Wang..."

"Leave it to me."

Wang Yu accepted the probing question and then turned to look at the Mastiff King.

"Why not include the Mastiff King as well? That way, I can repay both favors at once."

"Alright."

The Shadow Hound King also took out an ancient scroll containing a pill formula. In addition to the ingredients, cooking time, and pharmacological explanations, this type of pill formula also contains detailed records of the time when to add the spiritual herbs.

It is easier to understand than the "ordinary prescriptions" that simply record the proportions of the ingredients, but there are also quite a few professional terms involved.

For example, the method recorded for processing a certain medicinal herb is to roll it three times in fire, causing fireflies to dance and merge into the sky, thus allowing it to be used as medicine.

This refers to a certain technique in the alchemy manual.

It is called the Heaven and Earth Grinding Stone, and is specifically used to melt medicinal herbs with hard outer shells.

The elixir that the Mastiff King wanted was also of the fourth rank.

It is called the [Netherworld Demon Pill].

Wang Yu intended to showcase his alchemy skills to increase his bargaining power and set a standard for alchemy fees in future collaborations.

After borrowing a pill-refining room, he went inside to cultivate pills in seclusion.

Given his personality, he wouldn't spend all his time on alchemy; he would basically supervise it only after completing all the procedures, using the method of spiritual consciousness differentiation.

He placed it in the Taihe Blood Cauldron and slowly nurtured it with the Ice Dragon Flame. One batch a year was about right; any more would affect his cultivation.

Even the Fire Refining Method, known for its speed, is taking longer and longer to refine high-level elixirs, unlike before when it could be done in a few days or ten days.

In contrast, Wang Yu refined second- and third-tier spiritual pills.

In fact, it can be mass-produced, especially the Blood Elixir Dao method, which is most suitable for mass production.

When he attacked the Biyun Sect team, he originally intended to refine those elite cultivators into Blood Pills, and then exchange them for battle merits upon returning to Chiyuan, and then exchange them for a Blood Demon Medicine King to try his luck.

Unfortunately, this plan did not come to fruition, but the impact was not significant.

There are other ways to accumulate high-end resources for oneself, and the eight Qiankun Rings that were acquired that time were all high-grade items.

There are thousands of top-grade spirit stones inside.

This greatly expanded Wang Yu's resource base. It should be noted that the fourth-grade high-quality magic weapon, the Blood Skull Demon Sword, was only auctioned for fifty spirit stones at the Yama Ghost Market back then.

Although the prices at the ghost market are lower than those through normal channels.

This also shows that Wang Yu has more resources than most late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators; he could even buy a fifth-tier spiritual treasure.

In addition, there was his already considerable family fortune.

Conservatively estimated, the total value of the resources is close to two thousand top-grade spirit stones, and Wang Yu's demand for high-level natural treasures of the Yin-cold type is also extremely high.

With high costs in all aspects, earning and spending simultaneously is the best approach.

While he was in seclusion refining elixirs.

At the very spot where the banquet had just taken place, the Five-Colored Holy Lord was conversing with the two demons, the True Word King and the Mastiff King.

Do you think this person can be trusted?

Upon hearing this, the old monkey glanced at the stiff-bodied mastiff king.

He nodded.

"It can be trusted. News came from the Endless Ice Plains some time ago that the Holy Lord's Heavenly Palace will open in another hundred years. The Southern Demon should be preparing to collect the Holy Decrees."

"With Wang Yu's assistance, our Northern Demons' strength will be greatly improved over the next hundred years, making us more competitive in entering the Heavenly Palace."

The King of Truth not only chose to trust Wang Yu, but also listed the benefits, which was actually helping Wang Yu increase his bargaining power.

Before becoming the King of the Northern Demons, the Five-Colored Holy Lord already possessed a great reputation.

He has a large number of weak demon cultivators under his command, but it would be a big mistake to think that he would sympathize with the weak because of this.

The intensity of competition within the demon race is no less than that of the Crimson Kite Demonic Path.

There were hidden reasons behind the struggle for the position of Holy Lord back then; otherwise, neither the most popular Tianpeng King nor the Leilin King, who wielded the destructive thunder, would have succeeded.

Although the Fire Crow King was an alien species, his defeat was actually within the understanding of the demon realm. On the contrary, only the Five-Colored Deer King, who had the reputation of "benevolence", ascended to the position of Holy Lord.

The official explanation is that the Five-Colored Deer's sacred name is beneficial to the unity of the demon race and can change their past evil ways of bullying the weak and fearing the strong. However, the demon race is even more pragmatic than the demonic cultivators.

They are not the righteous group of hypocrites who deceive the world and steal fame.

For the demon race, the concept of "name" is too abstract and untenable. A battle must be fought to determine who will assume the position of Holy Lord.

Reality doesn't lie. The true face of the Five-Colored Holy Lord is not the benevolent virtue praised by both humans and demons; on the contrary, it hides an abyss of coldness and ruthlessness.

The mastiff king's reaction is also one piece of evidence.

"Is that so..."

Upon hearing the words of the True Word King, the Five-Colored Holy Lord smiled gently: "Since it is valuable, when the envoy from the Azure Cloud Sect arrives, you, Old Monkey, will hold him off."

"Once the Holy Lord's Heavenly Palace opens this time, I, the Holy Lord, will personally enter the Heavenly Palace to welcome back the Azure Dragon Venerable!"

The information revealed by the Five-Colored Holy Lord is astonishing.

The true strength of the Northern Demon Clan was not found in seclusion deep within their clan territory to heal their wounds, but rather in the Heavenly Palace Treasury established by the Ice Phoenix Saint Lord.

No wonder that over the years, the demon kings of the upper four clans and the lower eight clans have never received a response from the Azure Dragon Venerable.

The reason why the Five-Colored Deer ascended to the position of Holy Lord was partly because the other demon kings suspected that the Azure Dragon Venerable had died from serious injuries, and thus they were eager to choose a new leader.

In the arena, the True Word King and the Mastiff King quickly lowered their heads.

Pretending not to hear the Five-Colored Holy Lord's astonishing words, not long after, only half a month later.

A Nascent Soul Stage 7 cultivator from the Biyun Sect, with white eyes and purple hair, exuding an aura of evil, officially arrived at the core territory of the Northern Demon Clan.

He is the Soul Spirit Lord that Ancestor Huang Yun spoke of!

Cultivating pure spiritual techniques, focusing on soul power rather than magical power, one's strength is entirely built upon a powerful soul, allowing one to instantly transform into a ghost cultivator even upon death.

This ghostly path is different from the ghost-summoning and ghost-devouring techniques of the Five Yin Peaks.

Instead, they transform themselves into soul bodies, abandoning their physical bodies to focus on cultivating soul power. It is said that in ancient times, a divine general beside an immortal was a pure soul body.

But it can eat and drink, and it can run and jump.

The physiological reactions are no different from those of a living body, which is one of the manifestations of the profound cultivation of the Ghost Immortal Path, compared to the branch cultivation schools of body refiners.

The path of the Ghost Immortal is an extremely niche one; unless one has a congenital physical defect, normal people would never choose this path.

The Ghost Immortal's combat strength was worrisome in the early stages, and he also had obvious weaknesses.

Only after the soul infant was condensed did things improve.

However, his combat ability is still inferior to that of cultivators from other paths. Only in terms of perception is he unparalleled in the world, able to sense all abnormal fluctuations, including those in space.

The arrival of the Soul Spirit Lord was clearly to demand Wang Yu.

He soon had a “fierce” argument with the True Word King who was receiving him. The argument was mainly initiated by the Soul Spirit Lord, while the True Word King seemed to have entered a state of silence.

He only said a few words over and over, and he spoke very slowly.

It was nothing short of mental torture.

This will be a long and unsolvable cycle until the Soul Spirit Lord gives up.

And so it went... two years later.

In Wang Yu's secluded alchemy room, an incomparably fragrant cloud of elixir wafted out, creating a series of strange phenomena under his deliberate manipulation.

A large portion of the core palace complex was shrouded in crimson clouds.

A large number of transformed demons emerged from their caves, looking in astonishment at the source of the radiant clouds. When they discovered that the Five-Colored Holy Lord was standing there, they all turned away and refused to look any further.

After inhaling the fragrance of the pills for a few moments, I felt refreshed and invigorated.

"Holy Lord".

Wang Yu pushed open the door and immediately saw the Five-Colored Holy Lord waiting there. Not seeing the old monkey and the Mastiff King nearby, he handed the two small pill bottles to the other party.

A bottle contains three fourth-grade top-quality elixirs, almost reaching perfection.

It also helped to alleviate most of the side effects of the Blood Infant Pill.

In another year or two, he will be able to break through to the sixth level of the Nascent Soul stage. His strength is steadily advancing at a visible speed. After the Five-Colored Saint Lord checked the state of the pills...

Her expression became even more sincere, and she enthusiastically took Wang Yu's hand.

"Thank you for your hard work, Master Wang. King Tianpeng has prepared a banquet. By the way, on behalf of the Northern Demon Clan, I also have a business deal I'd like to discuss with you."

Wang Yu readily accepted this advice.

"Given our friendship, Your Majesty, there's no need for you to stand on ceremony. I, Wang, have always been fair in alchemy. I will use one rare and precious herb of the same grade and quality for each alchemy, and I will specify the attributes."

(End of this chapter)