Hearing the commotion downstairs, the four demon clan ancestors' faces darkened.
One of the red-haired demons waved his hand and set up a protective array on the third floor of the Spicy Palace.
The red-haired demonic cultivator gave an awkward smile:
"Hehe, those were just the juniors talking nonsense. I'm not upset about anything."
The Celestial Fox Ancestor was stunned, his hand hovering in mid-air. Was this an admission of guilt?
Seeing the restless state of the demonic cultivators, the Heavenly Fox Ancestor's curiosity was piqued, and he decided to ask them about it properly during the meal later.
Once the stone bee had arranged the dishes, it withdrew from the third floor of the Spicy Palace.
Of the three floors of the Spicy Palace, only thirteen patriarchs remained.
At this moment, the Celestial Fox Ancestor, acting as the spokesperson for the Spicy Palace, was the first to pick up his chopsticks, gesturing to everyone:
"Alright, we can start eating now. Everyone, enjoy your meal!"
Since partnering with Spicy Palace, this kind of banquet can be enjoyed once a month. However, please remember to bring your own ingredients.
As soon as the Celestial Fox Ancestor finished speaking, the food on the table vanished without a trace at a speed invisible to the naked eye, as if swept away by a whirlwind.
Everyone's been waiting for this line!
To the utter dismay of the Celestial Fox Ancestor, the demonic cultivator opposite him simply took away an entire roasted sheep.
Of those present, only Qingluan, Qilin, Jiaolong, and Wuzhiqi remained reserved and did not touch their chopsticks.
They glanced at each other, as if to say: Look at how ignorant they are!
As the group exchanged glances, the Celestial Fox Ancestor gave Wuzhiqi a meaningful look.
Wuzhiqi speaks without thinking, and sometimes his words can be infuriating, but asking him questions often yields remarkable results.
Wuzhiqi blinked, indicating that he would take care of it.
The next second, Wuzhiqi stood up abruptly, picked up the milk tea next to him, and laughed heartily:
"Haha, everyone, don't just look down and eat! Come on, let's have a toast! This is milk tea made with Grade 7 Spirit Tea!"
"If it weren't for you all being here today, Tianhu wouldn't have brought out such fine tea!"
Upon hearing this, the elders, who had never seen milk tea before, all stood up, clinked their cups together, and drank the milk tea in one gulp.
After they finished drinking the milk tea, their eyes lit up. The chaotic energy in the milk tea was in no way inferior to that of the food.
Everyone praised, "The owner of Spicy Palace is truly a rare genius in the world!"
This compliment opened the floodgates of conversation.
The group began to eat and chat with those next to them who were clinking glasses.
The ancestors no longer ate in such a disheveled manner as before.
Having found a suitable opportunity, Wuzhiqi asked in a sarcastic tone:
"Mowu, how come you're so poor now? I remember seeing you wear this outfit four thousand years ago."
"So poor, why didn't you tell your brothers? We could have helped you out!"
The four major demon clans are stationed in the center of the True Treasure Continent, in the Yunmeng Marsh.
At the center of Yunmengze is a vast expanse of lakes, and a river called Wujiang flows through it.
The demon race divides their territory equally between the Wujiang River and the Yunmeng Marsh.
Yunmengze is divided into four parts: east, west, south, and north, which are managed by Mowu, Mojiang, Mota, and Moyue respectively.
The four demon ancestors, collectively known as "Wujiang Treading the Moon," are quite elegant.
The demon's hair was crimson, as vivid as fresh blood.
Walking on the continent of True Treasures, it is easy to spot.
Upon hearing Wuzhiqi's words, Mowu put down his chopsticks and angrily cursed:
"Bullshit! Where am I poor? Backed by Yunmeng Marsh, we demons are rolling in money!"
"Mountains of gold and silver are not as valuable as green mountains and clear waters. What do you even know?"
Wuzhiqi didn't speak, but simply turned up his collar.
Today's occasion is significant, and even the demon patriarch is dressed in very formal attire.
Wuzhiqi wore a robe woven from seventh-grade spirit silkworm silk, with array light pulsating on it and inscriptions flashing from time to time.
This garment was personally crafted by him, and the materials alone cost tens of millions of spirit stones.
He also asked the Heavenly Fox and the Qilin to add arrays and inscriptions to his robes, which cost him tens of millions of spirit stones.
Wuzhiqi's actions were a silent display of pride.
Everyone present was a Nascent Soul cultivator, and they all knew their stuff.
Such luxurious clothes left Mo Wu speechless.
The Qilin with multicolored hair suddenly interrupted the chat, asking honestly:
"Mowu, just tell the truth. I think you're so poor you're practically urinating blood."
Being poor is fine, what's wrong with talking about it?
If you join the Spicy Palace, you'll have two billion spirit stones in the next year. Don't be ashamed!
Even if we laugh at you, we can only laugh at you until the end of this year.
Qilin's words almost made the four demon ancestors of Wujiang Tayue vomit blood.
Mo Wu clutched his chest, feeling like he was going to be driven mad by these two.
One is Wuzhiqi, the other is Qilin, their mouths are really sharp!
Finally, it was the composed Mo Yue who explained the reason to everyone.
Mo Yue, with short red hair, explained while gnawing on a large bone stick:
"A cultivator in the Integration Stage has a lifespan of ten thousand years."
We, this group of Heavenly Demons, are about to reach our end.
We must allow a new Heavenly Demon to be born before I pass away.
For the past three thousand years, we have been incubating new Heavenly Demons, but unfortunately, due to insufficient spiritual energy in the world, the Heavenly Demons have been unable to incubate.
Left with no other choice, we sold our possessions to buy rare and precious materials to feed the Demon Egg.
Upon hearing this, the Qilin's eyes widened:
"What? Heavenly Demons are born from eggs? Aren't you human?"
The demon crow rolled its eyes and cursed:
"Does your demon race's inherited memories not mention the demon race?"
In the beginning of time, before the chaos was divided, three thousand demon gods were born from the void.
Then the turbid air descended and transformed into continents.
The pure energy rises and transforms into the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Humans and demons then appeared, and all things followed their natural course, and the Great Dao took shape.
With abundant spiritual energy, the opposite of spiritual energy naturally increases as well.
The Heavenly Demons absorb demonic energy and are born from Heavenly Demon Eggs. We Heavenly Demons are not human at all!
The Celestial Fox Ancestor's mouth dropped open in astonishment, and he pointed downstairs in surprise:
"Your four demon races combined have more than ten million cultivators!"
How could there only be three thousand Heavenly Demons?
Mowu rolled his eyes and explained:
"Those are all ordinary demons, just like humans and monsters, they naturally multiplied."
There are two kinds of demonic energy in the world: the first is demonic energy, and the second is turbid energy.
Demonic energy is equivalent to spiritual energy, which all demonic cultivators can refine and use for advancement in cultivation.
But turbid energy is different; for ordinary demons, it is a deadly poison.
Once ordinary demons inhale the turbid energy, they will go mad and their nature will change drastically, leaving them only with the desire to kill.
Only the Heavenly Demon can remain conscious after refining the turbid energy.
Furthermore, as long as there is a Heavenly Demon, the turbid energy will automatically gravitate towards the Heavenly Demon and will not enter the demonic cultivator's body.
Therefore, the demon race has always been led by the Heavenly Demon.
In ancient times, when we three thousand Heavenly Demons roamed the continent, you demon race were still living in remote mountain valleys!
The faces of the demon cultivators were filled with expressions of sudden realization.
It turns out that demons and celestial demons are different.
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