Journey to the West: Demon Emperor: Beginning as a Little Toad

Chapter 281 Heaven's Way is Not Demonic

"Demon King Kun... never heard of him."

When Xiao Chen heard Jiushou Qingjun mention this unfamiliar name, he felt a little surprised, but he quickly reacted.

Xiao Chen guessed:
"Could it be related to Kunpeng?"

After all, the mythical creature "Kun" is well-known even in later generations, and its image has long been "deeply rooted in the hearts of the people", so he naturally knows it.

Since this Demon King Kun was born in the Demon Master Palace, he obviously has a close blood relationship with Kunpeng and is very likely to be the direct descendant of "Kunpeng".

Kunpeng is a unique innate deity in the prehistoric world. Its existence is so unique that even if you search the entire world, you probably won’t find a second Kunpeng.

Kunpeng has two forms. In the water, it can transform into a giant Kun fish, swallowing up the water from the four seas. In the air, it can transform into a Peng bird, soaring up to 90,000 miles.

However, the descendants of such innate gods often find it difficult to inherit all the power of their ancestors. The further they grow, the thinner their bloodline power becomes. This is the truth between heaven and earth.

Just as the phoenix mated and gave birth to the peacock and the roc, each inherited a part of the phoenix's characteristics, but could never reproduce the full appearance of the phoenix.

It is not surprising that Kunpeng mated with other species and gave birth to a Kun and a Peng, each inheriting a form of the other.

Seeing that Jiushou Qingjun's figure did not leave as expected,
"Jiushou Qingjun, please go back."

Xiao Chen frowned slightly, and he once again ordered Jiushou Qingjun to leave.

There was unquestionable determination in his tone, and it was obvious that he had made a decision.

When Jiushou Qingjun heard this, a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

"King of the Golden Horn, I..."

Jiushou Qingjun slightly opened her red lips, obviously wanting to say something else, but seeing that Xiao Chen was determined to refuse, she knew that it would be futile to say more, and in the end she could only let out a lost sigh.

Then, Jiushou Qingjun's soft waist, like a water snake, twisted lightly, and her whole body seemed to blend into the night, disappearing silently on the spot.

Only a faint green afterimage was left, which gradually blurred under the moonlight until it disappeared completely.

"This green snake's invisibility technique is indeed quite advanced."

Xiao Chen looked at the direction where the Nine-Headed Green Cloud disappeared, and a feeling of admiration welled up in his heart.

This Jiu Shou Qing Jun is actually a very good assassin, lurking in the dark and killing with one strike is her specialty. Head-on confrontation on the battlefield is actually not her strong point.

Although the magical powers of the demon clan have their own strengths, they are often closely connected with the demon clan's essence and are restricted by the essence. They cannot be learned by just learning from each other.

For example, the snake clan is good at hiding, and the best of them may have the ability to be invisible; the cattle clan has strong bodies and infinite strength; the toad clan has a big belly, is good at swallowing things, and even has mastered the ability to travel across space... These are all abilities that they are born with.

Even if you put the top-level escape technique like "Somersault Cloud" in front of the Bull Demon King, it is estimated that the Bull Demon King would not be able to learn this escape technique. After all, asking a huge bull body to do somersaults flexibly... it is too difficult for him.

"What treasure are these nine Qingjuns trying to steal?"

This question popped up in Xiao Chen's mind again. He thought about it over and over again, but still couldn't figure it out.

The Lion King only had a vague understanding of the affairs between these demon saints and demon masters.

"Forget it, let's go to the Demon Master Palace and ask the Jiao Demon King tomorrow."

Xiao Chen shook his head. Since Jiushou Qingjun’s opponent is the Jiao Demon King, the Jiao Demon King must know.

Xiao Chen simply didn't bother to think about it anymore and fell asleep peacefully.

……

The Demon Master Palace, this mysterious place, is located in the extreme north of Uttarakuru, hidden in the vast abyss of the North Sea.

Xiao Chen had the approximate location information given by the Dragon Demon King. After bidding farewell to the Lion King, he headed to the North Sea to find the Dragon Demon King and meet with him. At the same time, he wanted to see if he had any chance to get involved in the treasure.

"Brother, I'm going first."

Xiao Chen said goodbye to the Lion King.

"Okay, if you need anything, feel free to come find me at Lion's Roar Mountain."

"You and I, brothers, no need to say anything more."

The Lion King patted Xiao Chen on the shoulder and smiled.

"must."

Xiao Chen nodded and was about to transform into a ray of golden light and rush towards the Beiming Sea.

"The Demon Master Palace, Jiao Demon King, is here to pay a visit."

At this time, at the foot of Lion Roar Mountain, a slightly hoarse but very powerful male voice came from the bottom of the mountain.

"Demon Master Palace?"

Hearing this, the Lion King was a little surprised. He had no close relationship with the Demon Master Palace, so why would someone from the Demon Master Palace suddenly come to visit him?
Recent events made him feel a little confused. First, people from the lineage of Demon Saint Chitie came to him, and now people from the Demon Master Palace came.

Despite this, the Lion King did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

The Demon Master Palace holds a very important position in the demon world, so as a casual demon like him, he naturally wouldn't dare to offend it easily.

So, the Lion King hurriedly tidied his clothes and prepared to go down the mountain to greet him in person.

"Mo Lang?"

Xiao Chen was also startled after hearing that voice.

He was just about to look for the Dragon Demon King Mo Lang, but he didn't expect Mo Lang to come to him on his own initiative.

"Brother, I'll go with you."

Xiao Chen patted the Lion King on the shoulder and said with a smile.

Afterwards, the two demons went down the mountain together to welcome the Dragon Demon King.

In front of the gate of Lion's Roar Mountain, a burly man wearing a wind and fire robe, dark scale armor, and horns on his head was standing quietly.

He stood with his hands behind his back, with an extraordinary aura, as if he was an unfathomable ocean. Beneath the calm sea, there were lurking waves that could surge at any time, which could not be ignored.

Hearing the noise behind him, the burly man turned around and revealed his true face, who was none other than the Dragon Demon King Mo Lang.

However, compared with the appearance in memory, Mo Lang seems to have changed a lot.

Mo Lang used to have a slightly old face, with a look of deep hatred and bitterness, and a look of vicissitudes of life, as if he was carrying a heavy past.

But now, he looks much younger, with a handsome face and bright eyes, more like a vigorous young demon.

However, despite the change in appearance, Mo Lang's cultivation did not improve much.

During the battle at Huaguo Mountain, Mo Lang was already a powerful warrior in the early stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal. But now, nearly a hundred years have passed, and Mo Lang has only reached the middle stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

"Hahaha, Jinjiao, it's you. Long time no see."

Mo Lang strode over and hugged Xiao Chen tightly, as if he wanted to integrate this long-lost brotherhood into this tight hug.

Back then, his entire clan of Mo Jiao was destroyed by the Heavenly Court, but fortunately they were rescued by the King of Golden Horn and the Monkey King. The three demons depended on each other again and searched for the truth together for many years. Their brotherhood was so deep that no words were needed.

"Hahaha, Mo Lang, it's been a long time."

Xiao Chen also hugged Mo Lang tightly, his laughter full of joy and emotion.

"Jinjiao, why didn't you come to look for me first when you arrived in Uttarakuru?"

There was a hint of complaint in Mo Lang's tone, but more of it was concern for Xiao Chen.

"My brother the Lion King's mountaintop was seized by a group of monsters. Because of a bet, I came here to help him."

"I have finished my business and was just about to go look for you."

"I never thought you'd be here first."

Xiao Chen explained with a smile.

"The battle at Lion's Roar Mountain a few days ago, although I was in the Demon Master Palace, I also heard everything."

"I heard there was a monster called 'Golden Horn', so I guessed it might be you."

"I rushed over."

Mo Lang explained this.

"As for your opponents in that battle, Jiuying, Feilian, Guiche..."

When Mo Lang said this, his tone paused slightly, his eyes flickered, and he obviously understood something about what was going on.

As Mo Lang spoke, he carefully looked at the Lion's Roar Mountain again, a smile appeared on his lips, and he said:

"This mountain is quite close to Buzhou Island. If we use the escape technique, we can reach it in a moment. In addition, it is full of spiritual energy."

"For the Jiuying lineage, this is indeed an excellent place to stay."

"If I were them, I would also take this hill."

Xiao Chen's heart moved, he knew that Mo Lang must know more about the Jiuying lineage and this treasure.

But, this place in front of the mountain gate is obviously not the place to talk.

When the Lion King heard this, he was stunned. He smelled a hint of something unusual and couldn't help but ask:
"Demon King Jiao, do these things of yours have anything to do with my Lion's Roar Mountain?"

Mo Lang glanced at the Lion King and did not directly answer his question.

After all, the Lion King was just a scattered demon in Northern Juluzhou, while the Jiao Demon King was the heir of the Demon Master Palace, and the two did not belong to the same circle. Although he had heard of the name of the Lion King, the two had never met before and were not very familiar with each other.

The Lion King felt Mo Lang's distance and felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen quickly introduced to Mo Lang:
"This Lion King is also my sworn brother. He is also acquainted with the Monkey King."

When Mo Lang heard this, his attitude immediately changed.

He looked at the Lion King, clasped his hands together, and said with a smile:

"Since he is the brother of Jinjiao and the Monkey King, he must be the brother of me, Molang."

"I dare not, I dare not. I have also heard of the name of the Sea-Covering Great Sage Jiao Demon King."

The Lion King also responded politely.

Although he knew the Bull Demon King, the Monkey King, and the Golden Horned King back then, he returned to Uttarakuru after the four demons borrowed weapons from the Dragon Palace. He did not get involved in the battle of the Flower-Fruit Mountain, and naturally had no intersection with the Dragon Demon King.

However, back then, the "Monkey King" and the "Demon King" led the 72 demon kings and hundreds of thousands of demon soldiers to fight against the Heavenly Court in Mount Huaguo. That grand event is still regarded as a legend in the demon world.

The name of the monster, the shadow of the tree.

The demon world admires the strong. Back then, the Jiao Demon King killed the giant spirit god, slaughtered the heavenly soldiers, and killed the Tianhe navy... The Jiao Demon King, who accomplished such great things, was naturally highly respected by the demons all over the world.

"Lion King, this matter is a long story and involves a lot of things."

"This is not the place to talk. Let's talk later."

The Dragon Demon King looked solemn as he spoke to the Lion King, and was obviously very cautious about the topic they were about to discuss.

Then, the Jiao Demon King looked at Xiao Chen and said with a smile:
"Jinjiao, we haven't seen each other for a long time, so we should have a drink together."

"Let's go to the Demon Master Palace. I'll treat you."

Xiao Chen was about to speak.

The Lion King laughed first and said:

"Brother Jiao Demon King, since you have come to Lion's Roar Mountain, it is natural that I, the Lion King, will do my best to be a good host and entertain you."

Upon hearing this, the Dragon Demon King pondered for a moment, but did not refuse.

His original intention was to go to the Buzhou Abyss to meet up with Demon King Kun, and Lion's Roar Mountain was quite close to the Buzhou Abyss, so it was a good place to stay and would not delay his next actions.

"That's fine. I'll bother you, brother Lion King."

The Jiao Demon King clasped his fists and said.

"No, no, this is nothing."

The Lion King waved his hands, appearing to be unconcerned.

"Mo Lang, let's go. We haven't seen each other for a long time, so we should catch up."

Xiao Chen held the Dragon Demon King in his left hand and the Lion Demon King in his right hand. The three demons walked side by side and went up the Lion Roar Mountain together.

When brothers get together, drinking is inevitable.

"Bring me all the good wine and good meat!"

The Lion King generously ordered his little demons to prepare a banquet to entertain the guests, and specially invited General Yatun to join him to show his hospitality.

The little demons on Lion's Roar Mountain immediately became busy, and plates loaded with delicious food were placed on the table one after another.

The fragrant barbecue, the crystal clear wine, and the various side dishes with good color, aroma and taste are displayed one by one, making people salivate.

The four demons sat around a table filled with all kinds of delicacies and fine wines. They clinked glasses and laughed constantly, creating a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

After three rounds of drinking, the Lion King saw that the time was almost right, so he waved his hand to signal the little demons serving on his left and right to retreat, and he and General Yatun also left first.

This left a quiet environment for Xiao Chen and Mo Lang to talk.

At this time, the only two monsters left in the reception room were the Jiao Demon King and the Golden Horn King.

They continued to drink the mellow and sweet monkey wine.

This kind of fine wine has an endless aftertaste and a strong lasting effect. Brothers will naturally not use magic or other tricks when drinking it.

After drinking more than a dozen jars of monkey wine, the two monsters' faces were flushed, and they were obviously a little drunk.

Xiao Chen and Mo Lang were both a little drunk at this time.

"Mo Lang, you look a lot younger than before."

Xiao Chen looked at Mo Lang and said with a smile.

"Oh, Toad, I was eager to take revenge back then, so I practiced a quick-learning technique from the ancient demon race."

"Although this technique can help me break through realms quickly, it also has great side effects and has damaged my essence."

"I used to look very old, which was a sign of damaged origin."

Mo Lang smiled bitterly and explained.

"As expected..."

Xiao Chen suddenly understood after hearing this.

He was originally curious. Even though Mo Lang was gifted and had the guidance of the demon master Kunpeng, it was a bit exaggerated that he reached the realm of Taiyi Golden Immortal in just a few decades. After all, not everyone is Sun Wukong.

It turned out that Mo Lang took a shortcut, but he also paid a heavy price for it.

"So how are you doing now? Is there any way to repair this damage?"

Hearing this, Xiao Chen frowned slightly and asked with concern.

"Master did give me some calm methods to make up for it and repair it."

"But the wounds of origin are usually difficult to repair."

"So I have been trying to find a way to restore the origin all these years."

"My cultivation hasn't improved much."

Mo Lang said frankly, but there was not much regret in his tone.

Mo Lang continued:

"But to use Master's words, this kind of 'destruction followed by construction' is not necessarily a bad thing."

After saying that, Mo Lang raised a glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp, as if he had let go of a lot of his worries.

Back then, Xiao Chen had witnessed the tragedy of Mo Lang's father being slaughtered along with his entire clan by the Heavenly Court because he refused to go to the Heavenly Court to make a sacrifice and disobeyed the Heavenly Court's order. Naturally, he knew how deep the hatred in Mo Lang's heart was.

Xiao Chen had no words to comfort Mo Lang for this kind of hatred of genocide. He could only pat Mo Lang on the shoulder and drink a glass with him.

"Toad, come on, do it!" Mo Lang shouted.

"Mo Lang, cheers!" Xiao Chen also raised his glass and drank it all.

The two demons raised their glasses and drank from them. The wine slid down their throats, bringing with it a hint of bitterness and relief.

Mo Lang slowly put down his wine glass, sighed, and continued to recall:
"I later found out that I took advantage of Master's retreat to sneak out of the North Sea and run to the Flower-Fruit Mountain."

"Master may have known it a long time ago."

"Just let me go but I still feel hatred in my heart."

"Ah."

Xiao Chen nodded silently, thinking secretly in his heart.

Back then, with Kunpeng's ability, how could it be possible that his disciple had been away for several years without him knowing about it?

It’s just that Kunpeng is confident that even if the Jiao Demon King causes trouble, he, Kunpeng, can rescue the Jiao Demon King.

However, the Demon King Jiao at this time was obviously much more mature and stable. He was no longer the monster on the Flower-Fruit Mountain nearly a hundred years ago who was full of hatred and hatred and would always say "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"I was young and frivolous at the time, ignorant of the immensity of the world, and filled with hatred."

Mo Lang laughed at himself and continued:
"I once dared to ask my master: 'You also have the ability to reach the sky, and there are only a handful of people in the world who can surpass you.'"

"You were once the master of all monsters, and you had countless disciples."

"With your prestige and strength."

"Why don't you raise your arms and command all the demons in the world, kill them all in the heaven, and rebuild the demon court?"

"Instead, they retreated to this corner of Northern Julu Continent."

At this point, Mo Lang's tone revealed a hint of sarcasm, as if he was mocking himself for being too naive back then.

"The master was silent for a long time, and finally said to me..."

Mo Lang was silent for a long time when he came to this point, and finally whispered:

"Master said that now, the way of heaven is not with the demons."

(End of this chapter)