Headless Immortal

Chapter 151 Why haven't you paid your respects to the King yet?
Moonlit night.

The mountain city was brightly lit, with thousands of colorful lanterns illuminating the large banyan tree at its center, making the banner shine brightly.

A green flagpole, a black banner, embroidered with a full moon, bathed in the cool moonlight.

The sound of bells and drums resounded, howls cheered, and strange roars were exhilarating. A group of demons holding torches sat on the makeshift steps, looking towards the solid earthen training ground.

Gao Qingzhi stomped his foot on the ground, which was really solid. At the far left, three rows of shelves were filled with weapons.

Swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, and forks—they all look quite ordinary and are not complete at all. However, since they were made by monsters, the focus is on the ordinary. Monsters are not good at forging strange things.

He did not retrieve his sword. That weapon was too distinctive; the strange combination of sword and blade made it easy for people to know his origins. Besides, it wasn't meant to deal with those powerful demons sitting on high platforms. Against these lesser demons, there was no need to use weapons at all.

He approached the weapons rack, selected a solid wooden stick, picked it up and twirled it around, nodding in satisfaction as he did so.

It is said that the centenarian is an old tree that has become a spirit, and the wooden stick is not ordinary firewood; it feels like iron and is quite powerful.

Then look at the monsters, whether they're choosing weapons or having them brought over to be unarmed; they're all rubbing their hands together, looking fierce and menacing. There are flying squirrels wielding steel forks, black oxen with gleaming axes, toads with their heads wrapped in cloth, snake demons with double-edged swords…

The most conspicuous among them were the Jade Pestle Rabbit Spirit sent by Lady Green Mountain and the Pig Bristle General sent by Marquis Hundred Years Old.

Of the demons who couldn't resist the spirit wine, only a few wanted to try. Of the forty-eight demons standing in the training ground, only twenty-one were demon generals.

Because the trapped rat revealed King Lu Xun's identity, the monsters who originally wanted to take advantage of the chaos and enter the fray were screened out, and their path was blocked.

There was no lottery, and no pairing.

Twenty-one demon generals each occupied their own positions, eyeing the enemy menacingly.

Without another word, the centenarian Marquis picked up his wine cup, slammed it to the ground, and shouted, "Begin!"

Ow.

Woo!
The monsters on the steps rose up and brandished their claws.

The demonic aura is intense, and the killing intent is overwhelming.

The thunderous drumbeats shook the area, and one of the monsters, unable to withstand the shouts and howls, took the lead in attacking. It was a bloated, obese man with a round head. He grabbed a small monster beside him, opened his blood-red maw, and bit down. The small monster had no time to dodge, and its clothes were stained red with blood.

The little monster stretched out its fangs and used its claws to block, stabbing the big man in the shoulder.

The big man howled in pain, his eyes bloodshot.

Kumayama-kun, seated on the throne, frowned slightly and muttered something under his breath.

A bear-like monster, somewhat resembling him but even more ferocious, stepped closer and slapped the obese man on the head, sending him spinning. The bear gruffly said, "Wake up!"

The big man immediately put down the little monster. His left cheek was swollen high, and he looked so aggrieved that he almost cried, but he shrank his head like a quail.

Black Bear swung the large iron mace from his left hand to his right without saying much, and walked into the arena to face the boar-brimmed generals under the command of the Hundred-Year-Old Marquis. There were eight or nine monsters following Black Bear, including the little monster and the fat man from before, and they let the blood flow.

The pig bristles didn't even glance at the bear with his large, clear black and white eyes. He walked straight to the left, and the two little monsters who wanted to attack him were sent flying. One of them even crashed out of the training ground and into the monster horde. The terrifying power made him leave an inch-long footprint on the ground with every step he took.

The pig went left, and the jade rabbit went right. Her fists were fast and her jade pestle was unpredictable. The little monster blocking the way did not fly away. Instead, it seemed to be frozen in place. Then, like a boiled shrimp, it bent over and fell to the ground, with snot, tears, and saliva mixed with blood and foam all over the ground.

Tiger Tai Sui, standing beside him, chuckled and said, "Since it's a matter of each relying on their own abilities, let's fight it out and see who wins."

The old mountain demon with a human face stroked his beard: "Indeed, don't be fooled by the imposing presence of the pig-bristled general and the jade rabbit spirit; they can't withstand a siege."

His fingers rubbed the seat, his eyes darting to Shoushan Gong and Qingshan Niangniang not far from the high platform. Lesser demons would band together for warmth, while greater demons were even more adept at forming alliances.

The spotted deer frowned, looked at Shoushan Gong, opened its mouth as if to speak, but ultimately remained silent.

The trapped rat scratched its head, its small eyes darting around aimlessly.

"Dad, who do you think will win?" Xin Hongyu asked at the top of her lungs.

There was no way around it was too noisy. The monsters that had seen blood were like wolves that hadn't eaten for days. They were all red-faced and couldn't even maintain their transformation spells.

Cats and mice were arm in arm, wolves and sheep were back to back, and eagles and snakes were vigorously patting the stone benches beside them. If they were seven parts demons and three parts humans before, now only the monsters of the forty-eight caves could maintain their appearance.

The middle-aged man said with a stern face, "It should be a contest among the three demons."

Then he looked at the three demons on the high platform. Lord Shoushan was the landlord, and Lady Qingshan was a highly skilled demon. The Yellow Wind Monster was once the demon king of Zhangzhou, but unfortunately he was seriously injured in a battle with the Corpse King Jingshi.

Xin Junjie sighed inwardly. This was why so many monsters had gathered in Shoushan City. The Corpse King had destroyed the environment and ecology, forcing them to band together. Yet now they were fighting and killing each other. He could only hope that Lord Shoushan could be a good demon king of Zhangzhou.

It's not just humans who are blind to reason; monsters are too.

Then a foolish monster stood in front of the Black Tiger Demon.

The monster charged forward, wielding a machete.

thump.

The ironwood stick was pressed against the toad monster's belly, and then with a gentle flick, the toad monster spun like a windmill. Clang! The knife fell to the ground at the same time as the toad fell to the ground, its belly turned white.

His stomach was still heaving, but he couldn't get up. The black tiger monster's iron rod was strange; it didn't kill but allowed the monster to sleep soundly.

A solid wood and iron rod was used to push aside the little monster and pass through a corner of the training ground.

Black Tiger Captain's steps were slow and steady, and none of the little monsters that fell in front of him died.

Even the black bear couldn't help but glance at him and said in a deep voice, "Brother, with such abilities, why don't you join us in taking down the Big Mane and the Jade Rabbit?"

The black tiger monster remained silent and continued forward, its black staff moving like a dragon, knocking down all who came to its aid.

"Impressive martial arts skills!"

The centenarian clapped his hands in admiration and looked at Shu Er, saying, "Brother Huang Feng, I've never heard that besides the yellow-skinned rat, you also have the Black Tiger General in Juying Mountain."

Shu Er laughed and said, "That's only because he's not a monster from Juying Mountain."

"Oh? Then where is he a monster from?"

Shu Er smiled calmly and said, "Why don't you ask my king, Lord Shoushan?"

Originally, Bai Suihou thought this was just a temporary measure by Huang Fengguai, to find a wild monster to make up the numbers, but now he looks at Bai Mao Yuanguai.

The ape-like monster wasn't particularly tall among demons; it was slender overall, dressed in a dark blue-green skirt armor, with a red face and green teeth. What surprised the demon most were its pair of gilded demon eyes, which remained completely expressionless.

Black-armored alligator dragon, white-skinned jade toad, black eagle wielding a sword, and even Shu Er called him 'Great King'. Marquis Bai Sui asked in surprise, "May I ask where you come from, fellow Daoist?"

Wu Tong Lu Xun bowed slightly: "Jiangzhou."

The centenarian said, “Jiangzhou is a vast and resource-rich land, with countless precipitous peaks and towering mountains, and a network of rivers and lakes. Fellow Daoist, you exude an aura of water, even the demonic mists in the mountains bow down in reverence, your cultivation is extraordinary. I have heard that there is a Xunyang River in Jiangzhou that is quite famous…” The white-skinned man proudly said, “Let me let you know, my lord, that my king is the King of the Xunyang River Water Mansion, Boss Lu.”

As it speaks, it makes two quacking sounds and puffs out its chest.

The black-armored man beside him was secretly annoyed. Why was he so tongue-tied, letting the white-skinned man speak first? Before he could even speak, he saw the king's golden demonic eyes glare at him.

Black Armor immediately felt smug, thankfully he hadn't said anything.

Having obtained what he wanted to know, the centenarian clasped his hands and said, "So it's Boss Lu. My apologies for not recognizing you."

Lady Green Mountain frowned slightly and murmured softly, "Why does this Black Tiger Monster's kung fu look so familiar?"

Monsters don't really know martial arts. Most of them figure out the best way to exert their power on their own. When they don't transform, they're fine, but once they transform into human form, they lose their original sharpness. It's rare to encounter a monster who uses martial arts with such mastery that their techniques are so neat and orderly, like someone from a high-ranking sect.

The black bear monster swung its massive iron mace at the black tiger: "Kill him!"

Seven or eight monsters gathered around him, completely surrounding the Black Tiger Monster.

The Jade Rabbit Spirit on the right had already attacked, and the Pig Bristle Spirit on the left had also swept away the insignificant demons, resulting in three powerful demons surrounding their group of demons.

Tiger Tai Sui was no longer laughing, for his subordinate was a lion monster wielding a spiked club.

The old mountain demon with a human face frowned deeply. The monkey spirit below was his general. Before he could even make a move, he was knocked to the ground by several blows and forced to reveal his true form.

In an instant, many demon generals revealed their true forms: pythons, lions, black bulls, monkeys, bats...

With a roar, the black bear monster transformed into a nine-foot-tall bear, flinging the massive iron mace away with a single claw. It pounded its chest and roared, spewing foul-smelling saliva. The earth shook whenever the burly black bear moved.

"Roar."

Zhu Zongjiang flung his weapon aside and leaped into the air, his ferocious boar head bursting out, his black bristles growing wildly. In an instant, a boar resembling an armored chariot appeared on the training ground, rumbling and raising dust. Its two large tusks, like swords and halberds, gleamed coldly in the firelight as it charged forward.

Pythons, lions, and even oxen in their original forms were all subdued by him. The unstoppable black-maned wild boar rushed straight towards the stands, causing a group of monsters to scatter and flee in panic. It smashed the high steps of the stone platform, its big head shaking off the rocks and dust, and turned back around.

The Jade Rabbit Spirit transformed into a ten-foot-tall mountain rabbit, suddenly raising both hands to collide with the black bear. Both the black bear and the mountain rabbit fell backward, each taking three or five steps back before getting up. Only the wild boar, the mountain rabbit, the black bear, and the tiger-headed general remained in the arena. The first three were in their original forms, while only the tiger-headed general retained seven-tenths of his human appearance.

Under the combined attack of the wild boar and the mountain hare, the black bear gradually lost ground. The bear king on the high seat stood up fiercely and shouted, "We surrender."

He couldn't just stand by and watch his brother die in battle. The Demon King of Zhangzhou was already in the hands of the three demons. The lesser demons would unite, but the greater demons would naturally prefer to wipe out the lesser demons first.

Just as the Hundred-Year-Old Marquis said, the Demon King was between him and Lady Green Mountain.

As the black bear was carried off the mountain, General Boar bristles turned his sword, halberd, and tusks and charged straight at Black Tiger. It was expected that Black Tiger would reveal his true form to defend himself, but to everyone's surprise, Black Tiger did not retreat but instead advanced. He stepped on the boar's head, jumped, and sat on the boar monster. His black staff went straight for the boar's neck. With a clang, the wild boar stopped in its tracks and threw him off the mountain.

Due to inertia, Black Tiger will be thrown off the wild boar's back.

The mountain rabbit leaped high and threw a punch straight at the black tiger general in mid-air. Unexpectedly, the black tiger twisted and kicked, and the mountain rabbit couldn't withstand the force. Its stomach churned, and it vomited sour water, which splashed directly onto the tiger.

laugh!
The smoke suddenly rose like flowers blooming.

The mountain rabbit landed and almost couldn't get up, while the wild boar on the other side was also shaking its head. It didn't know where the stick hit it, but it felt very uncomfortable. The black tiger general, who had just landed, laughed and clasped his hands towards the high platform. He wasn't good at dealing with people, but he was an expert in dealing with monsters.

"not good!"

The clay bodhisattva shouted.

Sure enough, the enthusiastic cheers came to an abrupt halt, and the monsters, like fish out of water, stared wide-eyed and gaped open.

Black Tiger also sensed something was wrong. He saw his tiger claws dripping wet yellow mud, and then he reached out and touched his face.

The original tiger head disappeared, and as the mist dissipated and the yellow mud slid away, a face with a leopard's head, ringed eyes, a swallow's jaw, and tiger whiskers was revealed.

Doubt, surprise, violence, joy... The monster on the throne was overjoyed, never expecting that the original form of the one who defeated the group of demon generals was not a demon, but a human.

The famous demons rose up one after another, and under the firelight and moonlight, their human forms slowly melted away, transforming into demons that would devour anyone they chose to kill.

Gao Qingzhi thought to himself, "This is bad."

This is troublesome. Even if these monsters are considered to be following the rules, they are still on their own territories, just like people don't follow the rules in places without the jurisdiction of the imperial court.

Now is a crucial moment in the struggle for the Demon King. If he, a human, appears, he will surely be attacked by the masses.

Most importantly, it ruined Boss Lu's chance to become king.

"It's human!"

Someone shouted something, and the monsters all reacted with different expressions, their shadows dragging out long.

"kill him!"

Immediately, a monster made its move.

boom.

A tall figure blocked Gao Qingzhi's path, his golden, demonic eyes sweeping over all directions.

The old mountain demon sneered, while the Tiger Might Tai Sui leaped into the training ground, grinning maliciously.

Black Bull picked up his weapon, Mao Jingang watched indifferently, He Yunke stood on one leg with his hand already touching the scabbard, and the Earth Rat, Spotted Deer, Intestineless Young Master, Dream Eater... all appeared on the training ground.

Xiong Shanjun landed heavily and said in a deep voice, "Hand over the person."

If it weren't for this black tiger monster... who disrupted their plans, they might have had a real chance to besiege them, and now is the perfect time to launch an attack.

Black Armor roared, "Give me your mother!"

The white man opened his mouth: "Yes."

Shu Er led Gong Li to stand beside the captain. Ni Pusa said "Amitabha" and whispered to Wu Tong Lu Xun, "Your Majesty, why don't you let me do it in a while? The stronger the person I possess, the stronger I will become."

Lu Xun did not answer, but looked at the two demons sitting high up.

The Hundred-Year-Old Marquis, and Lady Qingshan.

Lady Green Mountain gracefully descended, and the Hundred-Year-Old Marquis rose and came to the training ground, his brows furrowing as he was about to speak.

Head transplant.

The red-faced, blue-toothed ape disappeared, replaced by a giant monster as tall as a small mountain, with round eyes and chisel-like teeth. Its thousand-layered eyelids slowly lifted, revealing a pair of black-gold demonic eyes, and a turtle-shaped treasure on its forehead gleamed faintly.

Even when surrounded by more than a dozen powerful demons, he remained calm and composed. With a flick of his tapir trunk and a snarl mouth, he said, "The battle is over. Why don't you all pay your respects to the Great King!"

(End of this chapter)