Upon hearing Wang Zheng's words, the Peacock Demon King fell silent, for he knew that what Wang Zheng said was true.
However, having learned such ancient secrets was a rare treat, and it made him feel restless and eager, as if a million ants were crawling all over him.
Just a few simple words of conversation not only gave him a goal and direction on his path of cultivation, but also gave him a greater sense of purpose for his ambitions.
After all, this kid had said before that as a divine beast, one should have the ability to command the respect of all demons. Moreover, the phoenix is the king of all birds, and as a descendant of the divine phoenix, he naturally couldn't disgrace his ancestor.
However, as Wang Zheng said, whoever possesses such supernatural powers would certainly not reveal the specific cultivation methods.
However, if one can learn more about ancient secrets, one may find new cultivation methods within them.
The Peacock Demon King believed he was no less capable than his ancestors. He was a demon king with great courage and perseverance, so he immediately decided to keep Wang Zheng calm and then extract more information from him.
In his eyes, Wang Zheng looked young and lacked social experience. He could first use the second brother to put some pressure on him, and then he would step in to protect him and befriend him. If there was an opportunity, he could even go to the place he mentioned, Zheng Huang, to sound him out.
I may well reach the same heights as my ancestors in the future.
Thinking of this, the Peacock Demon King's sense of loss gradually subsided.
Watching the other party's constantly changing expressions, Wang Zheng couldn't help but sigh inwardly. After all, he was a powerful figure; his ability to adjust his mindset was truly remarkable.
However, if Wang Zheng knew that the Demon King was thinking about when he could finally meet his fabricated, cheap father, he wondered what he would think and whether he would still be able to laugh.
For the rest of the journey, the Peacock Demon King accompanied Wang Zheng, giving him ample face. Under his deliberate probing, the crimson cloud beneath Wang Zheng's feet maintained a steady, unhurried pace.
This discovery made him think even more highly of Wang Zheng.
Wang Zheng naturally sensed the Peacock Demon King's probing. He estimated that the Peacock Demon King, who had not yet revealed his true form, was traveling at a speed of 400 to 500 kilometers per hour. However, Wang Zheng did not know how much energy the Peacock Demon King was holding back.
The human and the demon transformed into two streaks of red and blue light, and soon arrived at a natural cave nestled against the mountains and beside the water.
From a distance, it appears as a huge, hollow, naturally formed stalactite cave, standing at the foot of the dark green mountain rocks.
The Cangshan Mountain was bathed in light, with only a giant sycamore tree standing atop the peak. Its lush canopy, like an open green umbrella, sheltered the entire majestic and precipitous mountain.
The sycamore tree has countless branches, and the leaves on the branches are piled up together, which, under the sunlight, reveal a faint green hue.
In the distance, clouds and mist swirl around, creating a scene resembling a fairyland.
At the foot of the mountain, the entrance to the cave is a bamboo forest that has been cleared out. Looking into the distance, the lush green bamboo sections are neatly arranged and gleam in the sunlight.
In the dense bamboo forest of the mountains, a stream meanders slowly, its waters gurgling and crystal clear, flowing all the way into the distance.
The entrance to the Stone Stalactite Cave is supported by bluestone, and the stone slabs are deliberately left unpolished, giving it a rugged and solemn appearance.
Above the main entrance hall, the three large characters "Phoenix Perching on the Wutong Tree" are written in vermilion red, exuding an air of domineering confidence.
At this moment, all the demon kings landed at the entrance of the main hall, waiting for the arrival of their master, the Peacock Demon King.
Before long, the Peacock Demon King led Wang Zheng down.
Feeling the sweet, clean air and the active spiritual particles here, Wang Zheng took a deep breath.
'The residence of the greatest demon king in Yunnan is indeed rich in spiritual energy. If one lived here long-term, one's spiritual energy limit would probably increase by more than a little each day. I wonder if such a place could be considered a blessed land or a celestial paradise.'
The Peacock Demon King stood with his hands behind his back, smiling as he asked:
"Brother Wang Zheng, what do you think of my Phoenix Perching on the Wutong Tree? After decades of renovation, does it still meet your standards?"
Although Wang Zheng was also shocked, he dared not show the slightest expression on his face.
Still sporting his arrogant, haughty demeanor, he simply nodded silently and then commented:
"Compared to the vulgar and tasteless places outside, this place is naturally much better, but compared to a true blessed land, well, let's not even talk about it. After all, the mundane atmosphere is everywhere, and this place is already quite rare."
As soon as Wang Zheng said this, the lively scene immediately quieted down. Although no one objected, several demon kings who had just come out of the hall clearly showed their displeasure.
These were all demon kings who hadn't gone out with them before, so they didn't know the origin of this bratty young man spouting nonsense.
If the Peacock Demon King hadn't remained smiling and seemingly unperturbed, they might have already taught Wang Zheng a lesson.
Wang Zheng, with his eyes half-closed, swept his arrogant gaze over all the demon kings, though he was somewhat intimidated and felt his legs go weak.
Fortunately, he was physically strong and mentally resilient, which kept him from trembling.
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