On a rather inconspicuous street, Master Puxian, with the help of Wolf Demon Captain Lang Meng, rented a shop using elixirs.
Two days later, a brand-new pill shop opened, immediately attracting many low-level demon cultivators.
Puxian sells pills that are suitable for demon cultivators, and they are of very good quality. The shop was soon packed with people, and in the end, the wolf demon had to find a few lesser demons to help.
In just a few days, Puxian's name gradually spread, and even demon kings came to visit him with spiritual herbs, asking him to refine pills.
“Fellow Daoist, this is an elder of my wolf clan. We would like to ask you to help us refine a batch of high-grade pills,” Wolf Fierce said.
"So it's Elder Wolf, a pleasure to meet you." Puxian bowed to the old man.
"Haha, very well said, very well said. I didn't believe the rumors that a master alchemist had come to the city, but now it seems I was blind. I've seen the pills you've refined, and they are very good." The elder laughed.
Puxian nodded in agreement; this was his purpose: to make contact with high-ranking cultivators of the demon race in order to gather information.
Wolf then retreated, leaving only the two men in the room to talk.
The elder took out a storage bag and handed it directly to Puxian.
"Master, to be honest, there are very few alchemists in my demon race. These spiritual herbs have been in my hands for nearly a hundred years, and I haven't had the chance to have them refined. This time, you must help me with this favor. The reward is negotiable; you can ask for any magic treasures or ten-thousand-year-old spiritual herbs you wish to receive," Elder Wolf said.
Puxian opened the bag and looked inside. It was almost entirely filled with spiritual herbs that were over a thousand years old. It seemed that this elder held a high position among the demon race.
During their subsequent conversation, Puxian learned that this person was actually the younger brother of the Howling Moon Wolf King, the second-in-command of the wolf clan. The Howling Moon Wolf King was a peak Demon King, equivalent to a peak Great Luo Immortal, whose strength was second only to a few Demon Saints, and whose status was very high.
Among the demon race, those above the level of Demon General are considered high-ranking, equivalent to the cultivation level of Taiyi Golden Immortal; Demon King is equivalent to Daluo; and Demon Saint is naturally equivalent to Quasi-Saint.
Puxian readily agreed and then suggested visiting the Howling Moon Wolf King. The wolf elder naturally agreed, even fantasizing that Puxian would join their wolf clan, which would greatly enhance the wolf clan's power.
After seeing off the wolf clan members, Puxian immediately closed the shop and refused to accept any more customers.
After returning to his room, he did not rush to refine the pills, but instead took out a jade pendant.
"Alas... Subduing Dragon, Subduing Dragon, where are you?" Puxian sighed inwardly.
After hesitating for a moment, he still raised the jade pendant and channeled some magic power into it, and the jade pendant gradually emitted a faint green light.
Puxian placed it to his lips.
"Junior Brother Jianglong, this is Puxian. I am currently in Tianyao City, Beiju Luzhou. Where are you now? Are you alright? If you receive this message, please come to see me immediately."
At the same time, Jianglong, who was in Xiqi, also noticed the light emanating from the jade pendant at his waist.
He picked up the jade pendant, looked at it, and his eyes were full of complicated emotions. He didn't know how to respond to Puxian. Over the years in Kunlun Mountain, others had more or less resisted and feared him, but only Puxian was sincere to him. The two felt like they had known each other for a long time and regarded each other as close friends.
Jianglong understood that Puxian's reason for descending the mountain must be to investigate the cause of Huanglong Zhenren's death, so he didn't know how to face his friend.
Then Jianglong tapped the jade pendant, and the voice of Samantabhadra came from it, his tone filled with concern.
What are you worried about?
Saitama's voice rang out.
Jianglong remained silent.
“This guy has messaged you several times, you two must be very close, right?” Saitama continued.
“He is a good person,” Jianglong said.
Saitama knew about the Dragon Subduer's undercover mission in Kunlun, and could somewhat understand his feelings.
“I used to be all alone, with no friends. I would go to get off work and come home every day, and play games. Then the monsters appeared, and I started training my physique. After that, it was just constant fighting. My only pleasures were eating delicious food and shopping at discount stores,” Saitama said, sitting down and reminiscing about the past.
Jianglong listened quietly; it was the first time he had heard Saitama recount his past.
“People shouldn’t live like this. You should cherish your friends. Just like in a battle, no matter how strong the opponent is, you must have the courage to throw a punch,” Saitama continued.
“Saitama, I plan to go to the Heavenly Demon City.” Jianglong stood up.
Saitama smiled and then said.
"I'll stay with you."
The two looked at each other and smiled. Yes, they were friends now.
"Hehe, I heard you."
Suddenly, Mengmeng appeared out of nowhere, standing between the two of them.
Jianglong suddenly felt a headache coming on; how could he have forgotten about this little rascal?
"Mengmeng, why don't you go back to Chaoge first?" Jianglong said with a wry smile.
"I'm not going back, I'm going with you guys, hehehe..." The little guy said, laughing as he ran away.
"Why..."
Saitama and Ryu sighed helplessly; they were indeed a little afraid of this mischievous kid.
Within the Heavenly Demon City, an ancient palace sits in the city center. Everyone who passes by casts a reverent gaze upon the palace, for it is the dwelling place of the Demon Saint Bai Ze and the Demon Saint Jiu Ying.
In a courtyard within the palace, two people dressed as ordinary monks sat facing each other, with tea sets laid out on the table in front of them.
"We've already found out. That person is most likely Samantabhadra, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals," one of the Taoists selling cosmetics said, taking a sip of tea.
"How audacious! They dare to enter the Heavenly Demon City without even changing their real names," said another burly cultivator.
These two are none other than Jiuying and Bai Ze.
"Your Majesty was right after all. They must be trying to pin Huanglong's death on us," Jiuying said.
"Hmm, but I'm still a little curious, who else could it be besides us?" Bai Ze asked, somewhat puzzled.
"Brother Bai, do you think it could be someone..." Jiuying hesitated for a moment before speaking.
Bai Ze raised his head and looked at Jiu Ying. Although the other party did not say the name, he already knew who Jiu Ying was referring to: Tongtian Jiaozhu of the Jie Sect.
There are many disciples of the Jie Sect, and many of them are capable of killing Huanglong.
“You think the same way I do. I think it’s most likely the Jie Sect.” Bai Ze nodded.
"What should we do with this kid? It seems he's planning to try and gather information by contacting the wolf clan."
"It's just a little trick, ignore it. By the way, His Highness the Crown Prince might be coming in a few days," Bai Ze said.
Jiuying frowned slightly. Unlike Bai Ze, he had long lost his attachment to the former Heavenly Court of the Demon Clan after the Great Calamity of the Lich King, so he didn't like Lu Ya much. But Bai Ze was extremely loyal to the Demon Court and had wanted Lu Ya to come back and take charge for many years.
"What is he doing here?" Jiuying asked, somewhat displeased.
Bai Ze seemed unconcerned about Jiu Ying's attitude and spoke slowly.
"Her Majesty said that a great calamity is imminent, and our demon race must unite. This time, I took the initiative to invite the Crown Prince here, and I want to know his thoughts."
Upon hearing this, Jiuying sighed helplessly, then nodded and remained silent. Bai Ze was the leader of all demons, and no one could oppose his decisions; he could only agree.
Because Bai Ze ignored him, no one bothered Puxian. He continued to refine pills every day and came into contact with many high-ranking members of the demon race, such as the fox, tiger, and snake races.
At this moment, he was somewhat confused. After these days of contact, the feeling he got from the demon race was different from what he had heard in Kunlun Mountain. Everyone in Yuxu Palace said that the demon race was extremely fierce and cruel, and always mentioned the war between the witch and the demon race.
But the demons here felt different to him than the demons in other places. The demons here were no different from ordinary mortals. They were living well, and the humans in the city were not oppressed. In fact, they were the focus of protection.
"Great calamity, great calamity, Master, why must there be a great calamity?" Puxian was very puzzled.
"Can't this great calamity be averted? Is killing the only solution?"
“These people are all innocent,” Puxian murmured.
As he murmured, the jade pendant at his waist suddenly began to flash. Puxian was startled and quickly took out the jade pendant.
"It's me, Senior Brother, Jianglong. I've been busy lately, but I'll come to see you soon," Jianglong's voice came from inside the jade pendant.
Puxian was immediately overjoyed and breathed a sigh of relief.
Puxian didn't rush to ask about Huanglong, since this was demon territory and frequent communication would easily be noticed. He decided to wait for Jianglong to arrive before asking him personally.
Ever since the Heavenly Observation Realm was shattered, Haotian had been sullen. He felt extremely frustrated as the ruler of the Heavenly Court. The Heavenly Court was nominally in charge of the Three Realms, but since he became the Heavenly Emperor, it had been like a mere decoration. He had no capable generals at his disposal, and the few subordinates he had were all people with low cultivation levels.
"Ancestor, when will the great calamity begin?" In the Lingxiao Palace, Haotian sat alone on his throne, lost in thought.
"His Majesty."
Just then, a voice rang out. Haotian looked over and saw that Venus had appeared in the hall at some unknown time.
"You've come." Haotian managed a weak smile. Taibai was his only trusted confidant. If it weren't for him maintaining order in the Heavenly Court all these years, who knows how chaotic things would have become.
"Your Majesty, the Empress requests your presence," Taibai said, bowing.
"Oh, what happened?" Haotian asked.
“That… is Princess Longji. The princess has secretly descended to the mortal realm,” Taibai said in a low voice.
"What?" Haotian immediately stood up, unleashing his Quasi-Saint aura, and Taibai Jinxing couldn't help but kneel down.
"Your Majesty, please calm down," Venus quickly said.
"What kind of behavior is this? What kind of behavior is this? None of them respect me, the Lord of Heaven!" Haotian said angrily.
Princess Longji was his most beloved daughter, who had always been well-behaved and adorable. He never expected that she would dare to descend to the mortal realm in secret. How could he not be furious? He immediately suppressed his aura and went to the Queen Mother's palace. He wanted to question the Queen Mother properly about how she couldn't even control her own daughter.
"Oh dear, what a mess... Princess, may you have good luck." Venus sighed deeply and then left the Lingxiao Palace.
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