Wet viviparity

Chapter 789 The Demonic Cult, Fighting Outside the Wall
After all, Ma Wang Xiaoshen is an old monster who has been around for many years. He knows that Ku Ma will not let this go after suffering a setback in Heshan.

The so-called "helping the old ancestor of the hill and his wife" probably went to the old ancestor of the hill and stirred up trouble, trying to smear Ling Xuzi and do something defamatory in order to incite hatred between the two sides.

If a few minor conflicts are deliberately created afterward, wouldn't the two, being both highly accomplished and ambitious individuals, immediately become mortal enemies?

Such tricks are the specialty of those who follow unorthodox methods. Ma Wang Xiaoshen had used them to deal with Huilong Gu many times in the past and knew that they were very effective. So he temporarily suppressed his resentment and accompanied the Crying Old Ancestor.

Ma Wang Xiaoshen's weakness has always been his lack of knowledge in divination. Although he sought advice from various sources in previous years, he only learned a few fragments and incomplete chapters.

I had the opportunity to learn a complete skill from Baiqin Shangzhen, but a momentary lapse in judgment led to a grave mistake, which also tarnished my reputation. For now, I can only work with Kuma Laozu. If things turn out well, perhaps I can make up for my regrets in Lingxuzi's legacy.

The two reached an agreement and then traveled together at sea.

The route taken by the Crying Ancestor was not directly to Diqiu; he detoured to Longwan in Dongshazhou along the way.

Upon reaching the towering, misty wall that stretched to the horizon off the far shore of Dongshazhou, the two spotted a stretch of sea beyond the wall where several gusts of demonic wind swirled with sea foam, sometimes gathering and sometimes dispersing, chasing each other as if in battle.

Before long, three or four gaps appeared on the fog wall, and in each gap stood a rogue cultivator from Dragon Bay, each wielding a water-splitting fork to pierce into the demonic winds that were swirling back and forth outside the wall.

The demon that manipulates the evil wind is extremely cunning, and its demonic magic is also very sophisticated. It can even restrain the evil wind into the shape of a snake or dragon, which can pass through the air and shrink the waves, and move up and down the sky and down into the sea. It is extremely flexible, and those forks cannot even get close to it.

Soon, some rogue cultivators, unable to bear the humiliation any longer and confident in their own abilities, flew out from the gaps in the mist wall, intending to engage in close combat.

As soon as this person emerged from the fog wall, seven or eight flying forks appeared from the side to provide support, and soon some monsters broke free of the demonic wind and appeared to fight.

“You islanders and minor cultivators have rented cave dwellings on Dongsha Island to conduct your cultivation and have achieved some success. You have no intention of being grateful and repaying us. Now, relying on the few magical skills you have learned, you are showing off your power and committing acts of violence and offering sacrifices to the dead. Your crimes deserve to be punished.”

The rogue cultivator from Longwan shouted and cursed as he fought.

During the battle, the demon howled repeatedly, using three or four different demonic techniques in just a few breaths, each with its own unique mystery.

Ma Wang Xiaoshen didn't pay much attention at first, but upon closer inspection, one of the demonic arts looked very familiar. It was none other than the Crimson Flame Golden Edge, a spell created from the Naked Blade Swallowing Secret Technique, which had been scattered among rogue cultivators after the destruction of the Red Stone Village in Liling in the past.

The monster had a red-scaled fish body and a human face. It swam in the air, swishing its tail, and spewing ten-foot-long lines of fire. Several flying forks that came near it were melted away, greatly diminishing their power.

The rogue cultivator from Longwan was in a terrible state. His flying sword, which he had painstakingly honed, had been swallowed whole by the fish monster. He thought that he had been using the flying sword for many years and had developed a spiritual connection with it, so he could move at will and tried to forcibly control it back, hoping to breathe it out from inside the fish monster's belly.

Unexpectedly, the secret technique practiced by this fish monster allowed it to envelop the blade in golden energy and store it in the Zhongwan acupoint, drawing the fire energy in the stomach to transform the blade into "golden essence fire flow," thus enhancing its own magic.

The rogue cultivator from Longwan was unwilling to give up his flying sword and shouted for help, but to no avail. He was caught in a dilemma. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the fish monster spat out a mouthful of fire, burning the rogue cultivator into a human-shaped torch, which then wandered around outside the fog wall like a headless fly.

Several gusts of demonic wind lurked on the waves, driving the humanoid torch back whenever it rushed down.

The fish monster swung itself back into human form and plunged into the sea. A moment later, it floated back up, swimming freely with outstretched arms, looking extremely content.

The man lay on his back in the sea, his head resting under his arms, the surging waves occasionally revealing his naked body.

He shouted to the Dragon Bay rogue disciples hiding in the gaps in the fog wall, "I know you dare not come out to rescue him, so just watch this man's miserable state. If you don't offer three demon fetuses to our Holy Sect next month, you can forget about protecting these islands outside the continent."

Inside the crevice, the scattered cultivators all had ashen faces, yet were filled with dread. They could only return to Dongshazhou to consult the elders in Longwan.

"Humans and gods are the furnace, evil energy is the fuel, and yin and yang are refined." The man in the sea murmured to himself in contentment. Suddenly, a golden ring came over him. Before he could react, his body went limp and his spirit became dizzy. He was caught without any resistance and dragged a hundred miles away. The monsters and evil spirits in the sea were completely unaware.

"Little Doll."

Ma Wang Xiaoshen woke up the person trapped in the golden circle and asked, "Your magic is truly wondrous, transforming your demonic body into a unique art, distinct from the methods of other sects both at home and abroad. I wonder what kind of master created it?"

Seeing that everyone in the circle remained silent, Ma Wang Xiaoshen didn't care. He glanced at the Crying Ancestor sitting to the side and laughed, "You little brat, you're quite tight-lipped. But even if you don't say it, I know that this was created by the Humming Ancestor."

The "holy sect" you just mentioned, must be the Little Stone Demon Sect in the Little Thorn Gorge of the Hill!

"You already know, why are you asking?"

"It's something that people in the industry say in a low voice."

"Look who this person is!" said Ma Wang Xiaoshen, pointing at Kuma Laozu.

Those in the circle had been secretly observing Ku Ma, and now, following Ma Wang Xiaoshen's words, they directly scrutinized Ku Ma, finding him increasingly familiar. They blurted out, "You are the ancestor!"

The old ancestor of crying mahjong's expression shifted slightly, as if he were pleased, and said, "It seems that girl hasn't forgotten that she still has a master."

"More than that." The people in the circle said happily, "The Empress has always remembered you. There is a portrait of you specially enshrined in the spirit palace. We are occasionally fortunate enough to go and see it, but unfortunately, it is only a quick glance, so we cannot recognize you at a glance."

The old ancestor, Kuma, untied the ring and laughed, "Judging from your fighting style just now, you have probably already mastered the 'Secret Record of Transformation and Mystery'."

"Young man, you've only just arrived. You've only swallowed the ashes of your natal demon talisman and obtained a Crimson Carp demon form. You can only slightly escape into water, control yin thunder, and manipulate wind and rain."

Although this person spoke modestly, everyone could hear the arrogance in his voice.

Ma Wang Xiaoshen couldn't stand his attitude and crossed his arms, saying, "There's really nothing to be proud of in you. If that so-called Ancestor Hengheng had many people like you under his command, he would only be worthy of being called the Dao Ancestor in the East Sea."

“Ignorance, utter ignorance.”

The man showed no fear of the minor god, Ma Wang, and said disdainfully, "If you could bark like a dog in front of the ancestor, I would respect you. But what fun is it to act so arrogantly in front of a mere cultivator who has just cultivated his demon form?"

Seeing that Ma Wang Xiaoshen was not angered by his attitude and tone, this disciple of the Little Stone Demon Sect looked at Ma Wang Xiaoshen with higher regard and said, "The Ancestor's new method has just been established for more than half, and the sect has only been established for a short time, but the mansion has already recruited two experts from the East Sea."

They were the elder immortals of Longwan in Dongshazhou. Upon hearing the invitation from their ancestor to establish a teaching together and study the teachings, they gladly gave up their vast estate in the island and led their disciples to the temple.

Among them, the Marquis of Jinyi, relying on the "Secret Record of Transformation and Mysterious Fiends" and a Drill Horned Salamander embryo, refined himself into a succulent body capable of carrying mountains and navigating seas. Even our ancestor praised him as the strongest fighter in the sea and personally bestowed upon him the title "Drill Horned General."

When Ma Wang Xiaoshen heard this person speak in such a fantastical way, he was unsure of what to say and dared not speak too definitively. So he said, "Alright, then I will go and meet this capable person under this ancestor."

After saying that, he glanced at the old ancestor who had cried.

While watching the battle, the Crying Ancestor briefly introduced him to the recent situation of the Hum Hum Ancestor and the "Secret Record of Transformation and Mysterious Evil," which made him very eager to learn.

At the same time, he also understood that the Crying Ancestor knew very little about the situation on the hill, and had made a special detour here to deliberately meet these believers, in order to learn more about the Humming Ancestor from them.

(End of this chapter)