It has wings on its back, a long tail that drags on the ground, teeth as sharp as a shark, and a huge body that is stronger than an elephant.
Fang Shan looked at the finished product with satisfaction and smiled at Wei Sushen, "You are truly a genius."
Wei Sushen absolutely refused to take the blame: "It's the designer's credit."
Fang Shan circled the massive puppet several times, stroking his chin. "Today, we'll officially nominate them as the Lovebirds series. What do you think, host?"
Wei Sushen looked at it from every angle, but couldn't lie. He simply said, "From the outside, it looks more like a dinosaur."
Fang Shan automatically blocked out the words he didn't want to hear and said passionately, "Come, let's release our lovebirds together."
The energy stone on the dinosaur puppet's neck flickered, and its agile hind legs pushed off the ground, and it flew into the vast sky.
Fang Shan clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and prayed, "In the sky, I wish to be a pair of wings, on the ground, I wish to be a pair of branches. May all lovers in the world finally get married."
Wei Sushen looked at the dinosaur puppets in mourning wherever he went, and remained silent.
Twenty miles away, a demon man and woman were hugging each other passionately. Just when they were about to get passionate, a huge puppet suddenly jumped down from the sky, swung its tail, and hooked the man into the air and rubbed him.
Female demon cultivator: “……!”
At first, there were only one or two puppets, which did not cause much commotion. However, within three days, at least hundreds of puppets were causing trouble everywhere.
It can run on the ground, fly in the sky, and swim in the sea. The demons have nowhere to escape.
The place where the Demon Lord practiced was very secluded, and no puppets could disturb him for the time being. When the confidant came to report, the Demon Lord was at a critical moment of his practice, so he did not dare to disturb him and stood guard at the door with several demon generals.
At this moment, a puppet flying in the sky noticed the movement here, gave up chasing the demon cultivator in front, and quickly flew down.
The confidant was shocked: "Don't let them disturb the leader!"
"Hey!" The puppet hugged his most burly confidant: "Catch him and hehehe."
The Demon Lord naturally noticed such a big commotion. When he opened his eyes, he saw the scene of his confidant being rubbed by the puppet.
"Master, don't worry about me!" The confidant said loyally: "I am willing to go through fire and water for you."
The Demon Lord frowned and sped up his training. When he finished exhaling, his confidant fell over like a broken doll: "Master..."
The Demon Lord waved his sleeves, and one of the puppet's wings was broken, but it still staggered towards him.
How could he survive a single blow?
The Demon Lord's expression changed slightly, and when he attacked again, he used 70% of his strength, and the puppet was torn into pieces on the spot.
"How many puppets like this are there?"
The confidant's eyes were empty: "I heard that hundreds of people have broken through while fleeing."
The Demon Lord's eyes turned cold, and his body shot straight up into the sky like a sharp arrow. Through the clouds, he could roughly see the situation in the Demon Realm -
The land has dried up, proving that it has not been watered with blood for a long time. Murder and robbery, fighting for treasures... the scenes that were once commonplace have now become history. The weaker demon cultivators hugged their arms to protect their chests and hid in the cracks of the rocks to survive, while the stronger ones were chased madly by the puppets.
The Demon Lord's expression became increasingly cold. He raised his right palm, and the flames in his palm directly burned the clouds and rushed towards the ground.
The demon being chased felt the presence behind him disappear. Turning around, he saw the puppet burning in the same spot. Looking again, he saw a stern-looking man appear before him.
"Greetings, Master!" The demon cultivator knelt down immediately.
"Where did this puppet come from?" The Demon Lord had a vague answer in his mind while asking the question. It was impossible for anyone in the demon clan to be so bold and presumptuous.
"It is rumored that it flew out from the Hallows' residence."
The Demon Lord was silent for a moment after hearing this, then suddenly took a deep breath and said, "Good job, Du Xuan! No wonder he's so eager to get rid of it."
If it was just one holy weapon, it would be fine. If I can't use it, I will destroy it. But if there are two holy weapons together, destroying them is as difficult as breaking through the realm.
Unable to move or destroy, it really feels like a thorn in the throat.
"Master," the demon cultivator asked cautiously, "How should we deal with these puppets?"
The puppet seemed to have a strong preference for strong men, and he was insulted several times in just a few days.
"Du Xuan wants to make my demon heart unstable. If that's the case, I don't mind starting a battle in advance."
At this point, how could the Demon Lord not understand what the other party was planning?
"But……"
As soon as the transitional words came out, murderous intent burst out from the Demon Lord's eyes. The demon cultivator who had just spoken hurriedly said, "There is something I dare not hide. The Tianji Sect has already cooperated with Dragon Island. The daughter of the Tianji Sect's chief elder married into Dragon Island a few days ago."
"What did you say!" The instantaneous leakage of momentum caused the demon cultivator to fly out directly.
The Demon Lord had been cultivating for some time recently and was unaware of what was happening in the outside world. If it weren't for the sudden decision to go to war, such news would be insignificant, and naturally no demon general would come to report it during his cultivation.
…
"We're only two thousand short!" Fang Shan was laughing happily when the Demon Lord was furious: "The Demon Realm is indeed a treasure land."
The Tianji Sect has seventy-two peaks, and the monks have a place to hide. But it is different in the Demon Realm. There are fighting every day, and there is no quiet and peaceful place for people to hide.
While enjoying the wine and fruits brought by the magic servant, he was thinking about what work to release next.
After talking for a long time, there was no response from Wei Sushen. Fang Shan raised his head in confusion and saw Wei Sushen looking out the door.
Following his gaze, Fang Shan saw the Demon Lord standing in the yard with his hands behind his back.
"Congratulations to the Demon Lord for coming out of seclusion." After not seeing him for a few days, the Demon Lord's aura became even more powerful, and it was obvious that his cultivation had skyrocketed.
There is no doubt that there are benefits to signing a contract with a holy weapon. It does not require as much effort as usual when practicing. However, if it is based on a crack in the devil's heart, it is definitely not worth it.
"I have made great progress in my cultivation, and both of you have contributed greatly to this. Why don't we go out for a walk together?"
Fang Shan wiped his neck and said, "Are you trying to trick us out and kill us?"
The Demon Lord had no expression on his face: "Little brother, you worry too much."
Fang Shan was not afraid that he would really play any tricks. The Demon Lord did not know that he was just a copycat and would not be stupid enough to openly deal with two holy artifacts.
The Demon Lord has destroyed many puppets on the way here, and now the outside world is relatively calm.
Walking through the bustling trading market, the Demon Lord kept walking and finally came to a wilderness.
It is sunset now, and the afterglow of the setting sun shines on a dilapidated palace in front of us. There are traces of wind erosion on all sides, and every part shows the vicissitudes of time.
A portion of the afterglow shone into the Demon Lord's eyes, revealing a hint of sadness. "In the three great wars between humans and demons, the demons won and lost. This was once the most dazzling palace, but after being conquered, only ruins remain. For the demons, this place is a symbol of shame."
Fang Shan: "If it's a shame, why not erase it?"
The Demon Lord smiled faintly: "Firstly, it is to remind my people not to forget this history, but most importantly..."
His body suddenly flew away like a gust of wind, hundreds of meters away. "Here is a teleportation platform that cost tens of billions of spirit stones to build."
Fang Shan did not sense any murderous intent when he entered, and he never thought that the Demon Lord would actually have such an idea. It was too late when he wanted to get out.
The Demon Lord waved his sleeves and said, "Go!"
The transmission platform suddenly burst into a dazzling light.
"The sky is high and the birds fly freely. I'm afraid my Demon Realm cannot accommodate you two talented people." As the Demon Lord finished speaking, he unilaterally terminated the contract.
…
There were dense woods on all sides. Suddenly, the space twisted and two figures walked out one after another.
Fang Shan shook his head to ease the dizziness caused by the teleportation.
"Where is this place?"
No one could answer him. Wei Sushen looked at the endless woods and saw that it was getting late. He knew that he would not be able to leave here tonight.
Seeing him start a fire, Fang Shan couldn't help but ask, "Isn't the host angry?"
They were holy artifacts, yet they were thrown out as garbage.
Wei Sushen said indifferently: "I stayed one day longer than I expected."
Fang Shan shrugged his head and said, "If I had known I would be kicked out, I would have..."
Wei Sushen thought he would say he would be more restrained, but Fang Shan said regretfully, "Take the unfinished wine with you."
The firelight flickered in the occasional strong wind. Fang Shan leaned against the tree trunk, sleeping very uncomfortably. He couldn't help but squint his eyes and asked, "Can I sleep in the host's body?"
As a system that should have lived in the brain, it was forced by the host to become wild.
Wei Sushen rejected his proposal without hesitation.
Fang Shan had one advantage: although he was playful, he respected the other person's bottom line. Except for the first time they met, after knowing that Wei Sushen didn't like him being attached to him, he never did this without saying hello again.
But knowing how to adapt is another of his strengths. He blinked, and the familiar little chubby boy swung into his arms, threatening fiercely, "Keep me warm!"
Wei Sushen's eyes flickered, and he thought to himself, oh no... I'm being touched by cuteness.
The fleshy touch was quite good, and Wei Sushen adjusted his posture slightly, but he still succeeded.
The Demon Lord is a ruthless man. In order to ensure that they would not return to the Demon Realm in a short period of time, he did not hesitate to consume some of his cultivation to teleport directly to the Sky Spider Forest, which is 18,000 miles away from the Demon Realm.
As the name suggests, the Sky Spider Forest is home to countless venomous spiders that would terrify even the most vengeful cultivators. The two relied on the power of the sacred artifacts to navigate the area smoothly.
Even so, the Sky Spider Forest was so large that it took three days for them to completely walk out.
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In July, heroes from all over the world gathered in Chao'an.
At this time every year, Dan Pavilion would hold an alchemist conference, and some alchemists would directly sell their pills after winning good rankings.
Good elixirs are hard to come by. The craziest thing happened twenty years ago when a dark horse emerged in the competition who was able to refine a medicine with 100% medicinal strength, attracting countless monks to scramble for it.
Such a grand event naturally requires the participation of the Demon Clan and the Tianji Sect.
Pills are secondary. For them, the real gain is to recruit an alchemist.
Du Xuan was still wearing a blue shirt, looking elegant and graceful.
Enemies often meet on a narrow road, and the Tianji Sect and the Demon Clan happened to run into each other when entering the city.
Du Xuan paid the entrance fee and looked around in surprise: "Why is there no holy weapon?"
The Demon Lord suffered a loss, and although his blood was boiling, his face remained calm and composed: "I am not like someone who is petty and allows them to go out and train freely."
Du Xuan smiled but didn't expose her.
The two teams entered the city one after another, and before they had taken a few steps, they heard the sound of gongs and drums.
Looking around, there was a tall arena not far away.
Someone shouted from above, "My brother and I are passing through here, and we've run out of money. My brother is a holy artifact that has transformed into a human form and awakened his spiritual intelligence, but he's still unengaged. Today, we're looking for a master in a martial arts competition. I hope to meet a cultivator with exceptional talent and entrust my life to him..."
Demon Lord: "...Am I dazzled?"
Confidant: "Report to the Master, there seems to be a holy artifact ahead."
Du Xuan sneered: "Since this is the sacred weapon that the Demon Lord placed outside for training, shouldn't we send them back?"
The Demon Lord didn't care about his demeanor: "If we fall out, it will not benefit anyone."
If he insisted on pushing it out, the holy weapon might turn around and stick to its original owner.
Fang Shan made too much noise and attracted a lot of attention.
"It's a holy weapon!" a monk was surprised.
"Don't worry, I heard that the holy weapon was bought by Tianji Sect a few days ago, and then it was sold to Demon Realm."
"If the two major forces can't suppress it, there must be something strange."
There were many people watching the fun, but no one actually took the stage.
Fang Shan was sharp-eyed and saw the Demon Lord and Du Xuan behind the crowd, and waved his hand.
Everyone turned around and looked, just in time to see the Demon Lord and the Tianji Sect Leader running away at the same time. They didn't care too much at the moment. What did it mean if they both ran away... It was a matter of life and death!
The monks flew away, and for a moment the arena was empty.
Fang Shan, holding gongs and drums: ...
It was a coincidence that he and Wei Sushen came to Chao'an, but it was not a complete coincidence.
After walking out of the Sky Spider Forest, Fang Shan asked someone to find out where the most lively place was. Upon hearing that there was an alchemy conference in Chaoan, he immediately rushed there despite the weather.
Wei Sushen's tone was calm after going through many vicissitudes of life: "Change place."
Fang Shan slammed the gong hard: "What we fight for is our dignity!"
The reputation of the Holy Artifact has been ruined, and many forces that came to Chao'an also received news that the Holy Artifact likes to make puppets, causing chaos in the Demon Realm. In their opinion, the Holy Artifact failed to recruit the master in the first day's competition, and it should retreat.
However, the next day——
Du Xuan invited the Purple Dragon Divine Beast to drink at a restaurant. The Xiaoyao Sect also came. In order to annoy them, the Demon Lord deliberately chose a table next to them.
It was impossible to discuss serious matters in front of such a blatant listener. Du Xuan cheated the Demon Lord out of 2.5 billion spirit stones and let him take advantage of this small advantage.
"Look, there is red silk flying in the sky." A guest in the restaurant pointed to a place in the sky with interest.
Many monks looked outside and saw a lot of silk floating in the blue sky, which looked quite beautiful.
"Fellow villagers," a familiar voice rang out from the tall building opposite, "cultivation relies on opportunity, and relationships rely on fate. My two brothers and I are borrowing your land today to find someone destined for us."
The Purple Dragon Beast raised an eyebrow: "He hasn't given up yet?"
Du Xuan also had a helpless expression.
Fang Shan was speaking when he suddenly bent down. He stood up carrying a huge basket, his eyes scanning everywhere like an eagle.
Without any warning, he took out a hydrangea from the basket and threw it down.
The monks on the street fled, and the hydrangea finally hit the wall and rolled into the ditch.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but Fang Shan was prepared and took out a palm-sized hydrangea from the basket that was even more likely to hit the target.
If a monk was close, he would find several boxes of hydrangeas next to him.
In the restaurant, the Demon Lord shouted, "Close the window!"
The waiter was stunned, and Du Xuan and the Purple Dragon Beast's expressions also changed. They didn't care about their usual discord with the Demon Lord, and with a flick of their wide sleeves, all the windows were closed tightly in an instant.
The author has something to say: Wei Sushen: It’s the Nth day since I came to this different world, and I still have no fixed place to live, and the whole world is my home.
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