The number of demonic cultivators preparing to present gifts to the Demon Lord on this day is countless.
Everyone was racking their brains and exerting all their efforts to acquire some rare treasures. As long as they could gain some attention from the Demon Lord, they would surely be guaranteed future wealth and glory.
After all, everyone knows that their Demon Lord is incredibly capricious; he can reward anyone he pleases.
There were even people who were directly appointed as demon generals by the Demon Lord simply because they gave the right gifts.
Although that one was soon defeated because he couldn't control his soldiers.
But they did take away all the glory and benefits.
It's an incredibly profitable business.
As a result, the guards of the Demon Palace had to set up several tents outside the gate to screen those who brought gifts before they entered.
Not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can bother their Lord. Even the guards wouldn't give a congratulatory gift a second glance, so the Demon Lord certainly wouldn't be interested.
At least half of the people will be eliminated at this stage.
Those who were rejected were all dejected, while those who received tickets cheered with joy.
The demonic cultivators, who are usually quite unruly, were unusually well-behaved this time, forming several long queues outside the Demon Palace, carrying their gifts and waiting for the guards to take notice.
Ahead of Ji Mofan's group was a very talkative older brother.
The older brother was holding a large hen that was said to lay golden eggs. When he chatted with the people around him, the hen in his arms would cluck along with him.
It was so lively it was a bit noisy.
Li Geyue clearly disliked this noisy scene; in his usual manner, he would have definitely made a scene.
However, given that this was the main city of the Demon Realm, and Ji Mofan beside him made no comment, he could only keep quiet for the time being, and tried his best to avoid making eye contact with his elder brother.
If you make eye contact, your older brother will definitely grab you and start talking non-stop.
However, Li Geyue did not react, but a young male cultivator who was further ahead in line turned around.
"Hey bro, can you stop showing off your stinky hen?" he said, pinching his nose and fanning himself in front of the ground. "It stinks, smells like chicken poop, just like a livestock farm."
"You actually dared to present this thing to His Majesty? Just having such a treasonous thought is enough to warrant a death ten times over!"
The eldest brother immediately objected when he heard someone complaining about his hen. He started arguing loudly with the clucking chicken, "What's wrong? My hen can lay golden eggs! It's so rare! If you haven't seen one, you're just ignorant. Don't scold us chickens, or you'll scare us so much that we won't lay any more eggs!"
"You think I'm ignorant? I think you're the one who's ignorant! You're treating a broken chicken like a treasure!" The young man retorted angrily to the chicken.
"Look what I brought as a congratulatory gift! An attack puppet crafted by Lu Tong, the greatest weapon refiner in history!"
Upon hearing the familiar name, Ji Mofan couldn't help but look up.
But after just one glance, he lowered his eyes again and continued to remain indifferent, keeping his eyes closed and his mind at ease.
The puppet did appear to be well-made at first glance, but it didn't stand up to scrutiny.
It possesses offensive power, but its defense is utterly abysmal. It might be able to fool novice weapon-refining cultivators, but once a real fight breaks out, its true nature will be immediately revealed.
To put it more bluntly, it's not even half as exquisite as Shuanghuang. Even if it were truly Master Lu's work, it would at least be at the level he was at when he was a teenager.
For those who admire Master Lu Tong, this item might have some collectible value.
But in terms of practical use, it's worthless.
This guy was 120% scammed.
"You worthless puppet, do you think His Majesty would even look at you? Hahaha!" The eldest brother was equally unyielding, letting out three mocking laughs. "What kind of ridiculous joke is this!"
"You're vulgar!"
"You're so noble! If you're so noble, why don't you go cultivate immortality?"
Ji Mo Fan found it amusing.
In the demon realm, the term "cultivating immortality" was originally used as an insult.
The guy was so angry he couldn't speak.
Unable to argue with the chicken in front of him, and even less daring to cause trouble with other demonic cultivators at the entrance of the Demon Palace, he could only turn his anger towards others.
Especially Ji Mo Fan, who had accidentally chuckled just now.
"What are you laughing at! You're just a furnace cauldron, how dare you laugh?" The young man didn't even bother to queue properly, and directly bypassed the older man in the middle to pull Ji Mofan.
He showed the red heat to Li Geyue, but besides pulling Ji Mofan back a little, there was nothing more he could do.
He was ashamed to admit that his strength was inferior to that of the demonic cultivator in front of him.
Li Geyue had never longed for greater power as much as he had ever had.
In this situation, he was clearly his senior brother's only support. Yet, he was helpless, completely unable to protect him, and even became a hindrance to him.
That was absolutely wrong.
"You dare to lay a hand on me?" Ji Mofan ignored the hand that was about to grab him, his voice calm and undisturbed as it came from beneath the veil.
"You're just a broken furnace. If it weren't for the fact that we're in the main city today, and it's also the Venerable One's birthday party, I would have dealt with your master as well, believe it or not?" The young man was almost delirious with anger.
It's one thing to lose an argument with Brother Chicken, but now even a mere furnace cauldron dares to speak to him in such an arrogant tone?
Who gave him the courage?
His master was only at the Golden Core level? Or was it the even weaker Foundation Establishment cultivator behind him?
If it weren't for the inappropriate occasion, these two people, including the little demonic cultivator who was clearly with them, would already be turned into a pool of blood on the ground!
"Are you being so presumptuous? Are you disrespecting your Demon Lord?" Ji Mofan's voice remained calm and unhurried, which was very reassuring.
But Li Geyue felt that her palms were already slightly sweaty.
If placed in a less crowded area, the solution is simple: just unlock the Immortal-Locking Chain, and Ji Mo Fan's Nascent Soul stage strength will surely turn the danger into safety.
But they are currently in the main city.
There are also fourteen demon generals in the inner city, all of whom are at least at the Nascent Soul stage. If there is any disturbance here, they will all arrive within the time it takes to brew a cup of tea.
They won't have any chance of escaping then.
But Ji Mofan's voice still rang out calmly, "I am a gift that I prepared to present to your Demon Lord, so until he explicitly refuses to accept it, I am his property."
Do you want to take advantage of his things?
The young man was stunned by Ji Mo Fan's logic.
What the hell? He just wanted to find an unlucky guy to vent his anger on, how did it suddenly escalate into a serious matter and become disrespect for the Supreme Being?
If His Majesty were to hear this, and were to agree that it makes sense, then it would be time to pack up his head and prepare to place it somewhere else.
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