Jackie Chan Adventures: I, the Mirror God, Master of Fear

Chapter 147 Tracing the Origin of the Demonic Insects
"You've blocked a monarch's path. Do you know what you're facing?"

In a shadow where crimson and darkness intertwine.

A phantom red head blocked the way for a middle-aged man and a dragon-man.

Around the middle-aged man, several shadow ninjas were eager to try their luck, seemingly wavering between the two, but leaning more towards the one with the big head.

The Holy Lord noticed this scene, and his eyes darkened.

The Shadow Commander gained greater command authority, but the Holy Lord still didn't take him seriously. Even the Shadow Queen was far inferior to the Eight Great Demons in rank.

The Holy Lord was just a little disappointed with these ninja soldiers. When he didn't have any familiars, these ninja soldiers were quite useful and saved the Holy Lord a lot of trouble.

However, the authority of the Shadows is different; the superiors have absolute control over the inferiors.

Now that the commander has been revived, the effectiveness of the ninja soldiers has been greatly reduced, unless the commander is killed.

However, it is unlikely that his physical form can be found.

The little demon dragon calmly looked at the big head, a slight heat rising from its mouth, preparing to destroy the guy's spirit body if things went wrong.

Although it won't affect his physical body, the loss of his spiritual power will still cause him some damage.

As shadows shifted, a robust body gradually appeared beneath Tara.

A massive commander, muscular and eight meters tall, appeared.

It looked down at the Holy Lord, its dark green pupils shimmering, seemingly lost in thought.

The flames from the demon dragon's mouth had materialized, staring intently at the enlarged spiritual entity, their heat beginning to dispel the surrounding darkness and crimson.

But in this tense situation...

The flicker in Tara's eyes gradually turned into respect.

His body sank, he knelt on one knee, placed his right fist on his left chest, lowered his head, and spoke in an almost pious voice: "Third Commander of the Shadows, Tara, greets the great Fire Demon, Your Majesty, may Your Majesty enjoy peace!"

Shendu and the demon dragon were taken aback, but the ninja soldiers around them instantly hardened their eyes and stood behind Shendu without wavering.

The flames in the demon dragon's mouth slowly dissipated, and it looked at its father.

Why can't he suddenly understand the current situation?
The Holy Lord paused for a moment, then smiled: "This is the attitude of the weak in cooperating. Commander, I am very satisfied with your pragmatism."

"No, Your Majesty, this is an oath of allegiance. I will pledge my allegiance to the great Fire Demon Your Majesty in the name of the Shadow Commander."

Tara's voice was very respectful and firm.

The smile on the Holy Lord's face faded, and he looked down at Tara kneeling below: "Commander, some things are best left unsaid."

"Your Majesty is wise."

Tara's body gradually disintegrated, leaving only her head, which flew to the Holy Lord's side, head slightly lowered, without uttering a word.

The Holy Lord glanced at him, and the ninja soldiers continued their advance.

He didn't ask Tara's purpose. Since she was already there, whatever her purpose, he had to help her resolve the matter of the Earth Demon first. Only after that would Tara have the right to reveal her own purpose.

Of course, the Holy Lord could guess what Tara wanted.

After all, Tara was sealed away nearly four thousand years ago, while Shendu obtained the ninja mask nearly two thousand years ago, so he naturally knew what Tara wanted.

If Natara simply wanted to obtain the treasure from the dragon, she might have to pay ten or even a hundred times the price.
"Xiaofeng, are you sure this will really work?"

The Holy Lord's sudden words caused Tara to tremble slightly.

He raised his head slightly and looked at a projection not far away. In a crimson glow, a large purple toad calmly watched the outside world.

That noble form, and the power that could be felt even across hell, made Tara lower her head again, not daring to look any longer.

In the Demon Age, a demon wizard of Tara's caliber wouldn't be qualified to meet the Eight Great Demons, so it's somewhat unbelievable that they can now cooperate with her.

Only those who lived through that era can truly understand how terrifying the Eight Demons were.

"I don't know, but this is the only way. If you can find Ximu, you can also ask for his opinion. His wisdom has been restored much more than mine."

Xiaofeng's tone also carried a hint of helplessness. He would not waste any chance that a demon could break free from its predetermined fate, but it was really difficult to make Di Kui achieve that effect.

After much thought, there's only one method, but it's extremely difficult and not guaranteed to work.

The Holy Lord clicked his tongue: "Tsk, this method is only suitable for the Earth God. If it were me, I would rather abandon everything like Xi Mu than suffer such humiliation."

"How can it be considered a humiliation?" Xiaofeng retorted. "Even a fleeting dream can allow him to savor the glory for a moment. Don't you miss that era?"

The Holy Lord remained silent. He sighed and asked, "You've already let the mighty Demon Lord try to arouse your pity, abandoning all dignity. What are you still struggling for? Wouldn't it be safer to just follow Ximu's example?"

Xiaofeng remained silent for a long time.

Just as the Holy Lord was about to cut off the communication.

Xiao Feng then spoke with a complicated expression.

"Even in disillusionment, he remained the Demon Lord; even in his downfall, he was still the Demon Lord. But Ximu was no longer the Demon Lord. The Sky Demon had died completely months ago."

"Di Kui. Undeniably, he is the most perfect."

"When the earth begins to gather the power of the Titans once more, the age of demons might truly have a chance to end."

"At that time, the monarch's majesty will return with his restoration."

The Holy Lord waved his hand, a flame flashed, and Xiaofeng's projection gradually disappeared.

He glanced at the sky with a complicated expression, as if he could see the peace gradually returning to the outside world through the shadows.

He silently quickened his pace.

Perhaps Xiaofeng is right.

If one does not want to give up the identity of the Demon Lord and the power that was born with, then one will have no choice but to resort to any means necessary.

Given the opportunity, there's nothing that can't be temporarily given up.
Vampire Castle.

Afu is gone, but he has finally gained the recognition of the orcs. No matter how much the orcs reject him, they cannot resist Afu's acceptance of the inheritance due to his powerful talent and will.

It is foreseeable that a great swordsman will rise in the world in the near future.

However, this has little to do with Lin Luo. Ah Fu, as long as it works, that's fine.

The evil god does not demand loyalty from him, or rather, a pure martial arts fanatic will only be loyal to powerful forces, not to any particular individual.

Guided by the evil god, he will eventually become a dark swordsman, a potential leader of the dark energy. At that point, regardless of the circumstances, their interests will be aligned, and the concept of betrayal will cease to exist. A peculiar fluctuation arose, and the evil god stepped forward, reappearing at the Dragon Blade's castle.

Daolong's aura is now much stronger than it was at the beginning.

Perhaps the world's extraordinary beings are indeed much stronger than they were at the beginning, thanks to the modifications made by the evil god, and their potential is much higher.

Or perhaps, the evil god brought him a lot of new knowledge and ideas.

The lifespan of the Blade Dragon has been extended again, which means its rank has been raised once more, and its life level has also been improved.

Daolong's lifespan should now be able to increase to three hundred years, which means he has another seventy years of lifespan to use.

Of course, even with his increased lifespan, Daolong never considered giving up his cooperation with the evil god.

After all, a seventy-year-old's body is really in good working order, and following an evil god really does bring good things.

such as
"Look, this is the Origin Tracing Demon Worm. It has been successfully cultivated. However, the growth of the Origin Tracing Demon Worm requires a large supply of high-quality magic power. That's why I asked you to come here today."

A hint of fervor flickered in Daolong's eyes.

The Origin-Tracing Demon Worm is far more useful than the dragon corpse from that previous giant dragon.

One of its simplest functions is...

A single Source Tracing Demon Worm can increase one's magical power by ten years of arduous cultivation.

If concocted into a potion that permanently enhances one's power, a single bottle could potentially boost magic for fifty years.

Even if this stuff has resistance, the more you eat it, the less effective it becomes.

However, improving cultivation level is only the initial effect. Afterwards, whether it's healing injuries or refining magical power, it becomes a top-tier treasure.

In short, if you keep eating this stuff, it's hard not to become strong.

Even a pig, if it eats freely, will become a pig that can fly and burrow underground, possessing great strength.

Of course, there is a price to pay for obtaining this.

For example, when it comes to food, this thing only eats plants and gnaws on minerals, and the plants and minerals must contain a sufficient amount of magic, otherwise they won't eat them.

The resources required to raise a single Origin-Tracing Demon Worm are no less than those required to raise a Body Cultivator.

In addition, they reproduce quite quickly, so you basically can't afford to keep them unless you're very wealthy.

Moreover, it must be an extraordinary mineral vein.

This can be seen from the fact that Jackie Chan charges seven thousand US dollars for a single bowl of medicine.

One of these things costs about the same amount every three days.

It takes three years for this thing to reach adulthood.
Of course, the evil god didn't care about this.

Lin Luo watched with great interest as more than thirty palm-sized, plump worms wriggled in a large, magical pit.

Inside the pit was a twisted tree, with insects gnawing at it.

It's clear that they are very satisfied with the surrounding humidity and temperature, and you can even feel their comfort.

Daolong really took good care of them.

"I'll have Valon contact you about this. Just tell him what you need, and he'll help you resolve it."

Daolong nodded and asked, "Are there any limits to their size?"

The Source-Tracing Demon Worms primarily consume resources; if resources are unlimited, their reproduction becomes quite easy.

Lin Luo thought for a moment and smiled: "You should explain the cost to Valon, and it should be about ten times the amount he gives you."

Dao Long nodded, then hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.

The evil god knew exactly what he was thinking and said, "Every year, you can receive one-tenth of the share; I will use the rest."

A hint of fanaticism appeared in Daolong's eyes; this was the reason he cooperated with the evil god and even wanted to pledge allegiance to him.

He really does give away treasures!
"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Lin Luo smiled, turned around, and his figure gradually disappeared.

There is motivation when there are benefits. As long as enough benefits are given, the enthusiasm of these core technical personnel will enable Lin Luo to obtain more Origin-Tracing Demon Insects.

If all of them are refined into medicines with a sufficiently long shelf life, then...

Then, when the eight great demons fall...

A large number of righteous sorcerers will appear in the world, and this will be something that can truly change the world order.

Based on the distribution, and given Valon's supply, Blade Dragon might also add its own materials.

One-tenth is not a loss.

Lin Luo had just returned to the castle.

The world's dark and righteous energies trembled slightly once again.

A hint of excitement flickered within the righteous energy, as if something powerful was being conceived.

The evil god's expression changed; a righteous demon wizard?

At this time.
what happened?

The evil god turned his gaze toward the center where righteous energy gathered, and his expression grew increasingly solemn.

The legendary Titan?
The evil god was silent for a moment, before he could figure out what was going on.

Suddenly, a faint fluctuation of magical energy flashed by.

Lin Luo looked to his side, his eyes showing some surprise.

Two months later, has Ximu grown to this extent?

Jimmy smiled, surrounded by black mist, but he didn't look evil at all; he looked like an ordinary black mist wizard.

"fear."

(End of this chapter)