Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Qiyan Demon General put away the black crystal, and the trade fair continued. Next, it was Liezong Demon General's turn to show off his treasures.

He put down the massive, broken beast leg and released the dying maid from his arms with his other hand.

Because the beast's leg was too huge, the Iron-Winged Demon General specially replaced it with a large table that could barely fit it.

With a wave of his hand, the Fierce Mane Demon General conjured up a pile of top-grade spirit stones in front of him, numbering two to three hundred.

He glanced at Chen Yuan and said in a loud voice, "I only brought a bottle of mid-stage Nascent Soul pills with me today, but they have already been exchanged. So I have to take out these spirit stones to exchange for a Heavenly Demon Blood Purification Pill."

Upon hearing this, all the demon generals looked at Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan remained calm, as if he hadn't heard anything, picked up the wine cup on the table, and took a small sip.

After waiting for a while, the Fierce Mane Demon General frowned and looked at the other demon generals, seeing that Chen Yuan remained silent. He said, "Anyone who can produce two top-grade fire-attribute spiritual materials that can serve as the foundation for a third-grade spiritual treasure or divine weapon can take these spirit stones!"

No one spoke. At the level of a demon general, most transactions were barter. Only when buying treasures from the shops in the demon city did they primarily use spirit stones.

The fierce-maned demon general swept his gaze over the other demon generals, snorted coldly, and put away the spirit stones on the table.

"what……"

Just then, the maid who had fallen to the ground suddenly let out a low cry, breaking the silence in the hall.

She could no longer bear the pain; her beautiful features twisted into a grimace, making her look exceptionally ugly.

The fierce-maned demon general lowered his head, looking at the maid covered in bruises and welts. Suddenly, a nameless rage rose in his heart, and he shouted, "Did I tell you to speak?"

He reached out and grabbed the maid's still-intact right arm, ripped it off at the shoulder, and blood splattered everywhere. The maid was in excruciating pain and let out a bloodcurdling scream.

The Fierce Mane Demon General sneered, "Tired of eating the flesh and blood of demon generals, it's time to taste some fresh human flesh!"

He placed his still somewhat fair and tender right arm near his mouth, bit off the palm, easily breaking the bone, and began to chew it heartily.

Sharp bone fragments pierced his cheek and broke off on their own.

The maid's right arm was very slender, and it was swallowed whole by the fierce-maned demon general in a few bites. He then tore off the maid's severed left arm and began to chew it without regard for anyone else.

The maid's shrill screams echoed through the empty hall, each sound like a lament of blood.

The demon generals ignored this, only shaking their heads helplessly as they watched the fierce-maned demon general devour human flesh.

Iron-Winged Demon General glanced at the maid on the ground, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes.

He didn't feel sorry for a female slave in the Core Formation stage; it was nothing for her to be eaten by the Fierce Mane Demon General.

The demon race also devours each other; the Fierce Mane Demon General had just eaten the leg of a demon general, so naturally he would also eat people.

Human slaves are rare, unlike other demonic beasts which are readily available, and their prices are not low, causing the number of man-eating demons to decrease.

The fierce demon general is now eating people in the middle of the street, blood splattering everywhere, and the maids are screaming incessantly. It is far too brutal.

Iron-Winged Demon General frowned and said, "Fellow Daoist Fierce Mane, why bother? If you want to eat people, wait until the trade fair is over, and I will let you have your fill. Even Fellow Daoist Beiming has blood on him..."

Only then did the demon generals notice that a few drops of blood had splattered on Chen Yuan's right shoulder, which was next to the Fierce Mane Demon General. The blood had landed on his black clothes and turned into a dark red color, which was very inconspicuous. Only the Iron Wing Demon General, who was closest to the two of them, would notice it.

Chen Yuan lowered his head slightly, picked up his wine cup, and took small sips. His burly body was ramrod straight, seemingly oblivious to the maid's wails.

Upon hearing Iron Wing Demon General's words, Chen Yuan slowly put down his wine cup, turned his head, and stared unblinkingly at the maid who had lost both arms, lay on the ground, and whose body was convulsing.

"Ah!" The maid's left leg was also torn off by the fierce-maned demon general, and blood splattered everywhere. A few drops of blood flew towards Chen Yuan, but suddenly stopped in mid-air, as if they had hit an invisible barrier.

The blood droplet slowly slid down, forming a long trail of blood in the air, like a tear stain left when crying.

Chen Yuan slowly raised his left hand and gently stroked his right shoulder. The dark red bloodstains disappeared quietly, and his black outfit was as clean as new.

He raised his head and took a deep look at the fierce-maned demon general who was chewing human flesh.

The Fierce Mane Demon General noticed Chen Yuan's gaze, put down the maid's left leg, grinned, and revealed a mouthful of white, sharp teeth that even flesh and blood couldn't hide.

"Fellow Daoist Beiming, would you like to try some?"

He handed over the maid's left leg. Chen Yuan looked at the blood-soaked left leg, which was only half intact, and said indifferently, "Fellow Daoist Lie Zong, please feel free to do as you please. I, Kun, do not like to eat raw food."

A hint of disdain flashed in the eyes of the Fierce Mane Demon General, but he laughed loudly: "Fellow Daoist Beiming is too attached to appearances. Before we demons took human form, didn't we all devour flesh and blood raw?"

"Why do you try to imitate the humans of the spirit world in every way after you take human form?"

"If this continues, their fierce spirit will be worn away, and they will be no match for the human race."

Upon hearing this, the faces of the demon generals all turned somewhat grim.

The veneration of the human race has long since swept through the entire Demon Realm, with everyone from demon generals to great saints taking human female cultivators as concubines.

Each cave dwelling is filled with palaces and pavilions, and among the demon cities in various places, the most eye-catching is the Jade Pavilion.

When the Fierce Mane Demon General said this, he was mocking all the demon generals in the hall.

However, he did not name names, and the demon generals would not offend the Fierce Mane Demon General over such a trivial matter, so they did not refute him.

But they all looked at Chen Yuan. The fierce-maned demon general openly mocked him. It was unknown whether this renowned holy race demon general would tolerate this.
Chen Yuan's eyes flashed, but he was not angry at all. He looked at the Fierce Mane Demon General and said calmly, "Fellow Daoist Fierce Mane is right. Back then, our demon race drove the cultivators of the Spirit Realm out of the Burning Demon Realm with a spirit of bravery, which we should not abandon."

"But merely eating a few low-ranking slaves does not qualify one as brave and fierce."

"More than six hundred years later, we will all follow the Great King to Turtle Island."

"At that time, I, Kun, will definitely have a contest with Fellow Daoist Lie Zong to see who can kill more human Nascent Soul cultivators."

The Fierce Mane Demon General was taken aback, then burst into laughter, the mockery in his eyes vanishing without a trace: "Good! It seems I underestimated Fellow Daoist Beiming. Come, let me offer you a toast!"

He swallowed the maid's left leg whole and picked up the wine cup on the table.

Chen Yuan glanced at the maid on the ground, then suddenly flicked his finger, sending out an invisible burst of energy that pierced through the maid's vital dantian, shattering her golden core. Her shrill screams gradually subsided.

Fierce Mane Demon General frowned and said, "Fellow Daoist Beiming, what is this...?"

Chen Yuan then picked up the wine cup on the table and said indifferently, "This woman's screams are too noisy. If Fellow Daoist Lie Zong wants to eat people, you are welcome to visit the Beiming Cave in the future. I, Kun, will be waiting for you."

The Fierce-Maned Demon General laughed, "It's a deal, please!"

Having said that, he drank the spirit wine in his cup in one gulp.

Chen Yuan glanced at the dead maid, whose blood-stained face still bore a trace of a relieved smile.

Chen Yuan withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes slightly, and suddenly tilted his head back, downing the spirit wine in the cup in one gulp. (End of this chapter)