Primordial Era: I, the Creation Lotus, will absolutely not be struck this time!

Chapter 40 Demon Clan Cultivates Blood Food

The primordial continent.

Nuwa and other deities gathered together.

"Damn you, Zhunti, just you wait!"

Kunpeng glared fiercely at the west.

The others also looked unwell; Zhunti's strength had put immense pressure on them.

They all looked towards Buzhou Mountain without prior arrangement.

Only there can save them; the Daoist Ancestor said he would preach this time.

If one can successfully navigate the path of laws, it is far superior to any quasi-saint.

"Cough cough."

The Eastern King cleared his throat and pointed to a group of followers behind him.

"I plan to return to the East Sea first and establish the Celestial Court."

Although Hongjun is an old thief and his title as the head of male immortals doesn't count, Dongwanggong also has the destiny of an emperor.

Building up his power would be helpful for his cultivation, so he naturally wanted to seize the opportunity to achieve his goals.

Nuwa and other primordial deities nodded in agreement.

After so many sessions and two sermons by Hongjun, the number of people in the Pangu Mausoleum lineage has become fixed.

Today, we are united in our hatred of the enemy and no one has backed down, which has further strengthened our bond.

They wouldn't easily accept those who joined halfway through, so assigning them to the East China Sea wouldn't be bad.

"Fellow Daoist Dongwanggong, you may go ahead and attend to your business."

The Eastern King nodded and then secretly transmitted his voice.

"You must wait for me, and don't leave me behind when you hear the sermon."

Nuwa stepped forward with a smile, "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Dongwanggong, I will inform my master and begin the sermon once everyone is present."

"Thank you very much."

After thanking him, Dongwanggong led a group of male immortals to the East Sea Daoist Temple to establish a celestial court.

"Having just returned from Zixiao Palace, I imagine everyone is busy with their own affairs. Why don't we all focus on our own tasks for now?"

Di Jun suggested.

"Okay, let's meet at Buzhou Mountain after we're done with our work."

Soon the gods reached an agreement.

Nuwa, Fuxi, Houtu, and others went straight back to Buzhou Mountain, while the others went about their own business.

Di Jun and Tai Yi returned to the Thirty-Third Heaven immediately.

"Greetings, Demon Emperor!"

Upon seeing the two, the demon general guarding the gate knelt on one knee to pay his respects, his armor flapping loudly.

The Demon Court now displays its full splendor, presenting a thriving and prosperous scene.

"Well done, thank you for your hard work."

Di Jun and Tai Yi toured the place and were very satisfied.

"It's all thanks to the guidance of the two demon emperors."

Bai Ze spoke with a smile.

Upon seeing Bai Ze, Di Jun suddenly seemed to remember something, and his expression became somewhat unnatural.

"Is the Demon Emperor facing some difficulty?"

The clever Bai Ze knew that it was time for him to show off again.

Di Jun coughed lightly twice.

"Um, Bai Ze, do you still have any members of your clan who haven't developed sentience?"

"Um----"

Bai Ze's beard trembled. "Demon Emperor, is Houtu here again—"

"Sigh~"

Di Jun waved his hand, "It has nothing to do with the Wu Clan. It's me who wants to cultivate a batch of delicious meat."

"this----"

Bai Ze remained silent.

Di Jun had no choice; the main problem was that they couldn't stop cultivating them, since the Wu tribe ate meat.

Most importantly, Di Jun discovered that meat was also delicious, and might even have the effect of increasing intelligence.

Didn't you see how clever Houtu was in Zixiao Palace?

Since we're going to breed them anyway, why not breed some smart ones? What if they actually taste good and have special medicinal properties?

Di Jun shared his thoughts with Bai Ze and the other ten demon generals.

The ten demon generals were all somewhat bewildered.

The wilderness is so vast, surely there's plenty of food. Why waste your energy?

At this moment, Taiyi also spoke up.

"My brother and I have discussed this matter. If we can truly cultivate such food, our demon race's position in the prehistoric world will be unshakeable in the future."

"To ensure the quality of the meat, let's start with your unintelligent people."

The ten demon generals exchanged glances and bowed in greeting.

"Yes, sir!"

There was nothing they could do; both demon emperors had said so, and they couldn't resist.

In any case, those who have not yet developed intelligence are destined to be devoured anyway.

"But two demon emperors."

Bai Ze spoke up again at this moment.

"I believe that although our Demon Court is developing well, we still lack top-tier combat power."

Di Jun pondered for a moment upon hearing this.

"I understand what you're saying. Actually, I have someone in mind, such as Fellow Daoist Kunpeng from Beihai. He's extremely fast, and I really like his personality."

"Fellow Daoist Fuxi, wielding the Hetu and Luoshu, can mobilize the power of the stars, making him indispensable to my Demon Court."

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"I will invite these two fellow Daoists when I find the opportunity."

Bai Ze bowed deeply, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Demon Emperor. I never expected that such a matter would require your personal intervention."

"It's alright, this is what I should do anyway."

Di Jun waved his hand dismissively, telling the ten demon generals to go and figure out how to cultivate meat.

Taiyi's gaze was fixed on the Sun Star.

"Brother, we haven't been back to Sun Star for a long time. It seems that things have changed there."

"Yes, I felt it too."

Di Jun also looked at the Sun Star, their home base, which couldn't be allowed to be compromised.

"Let's go take a look."

Soon the two brothers arrived at the Sun Star, where they saw a primordial energy slowly growing in the very center, almost ready to take form.

"Huh? Even at this stage, there are still beings whose origins haven't taken form?"

Di Jun was surprised.

"Wait a minute, brother, there are only the two of us on the Sun Star, so where did this origin come from?"

The two of them carefully examined the source.

"Who?"

The consciousness within the origin was startled awake, and in a panic, it spoke, surprisingly, as a woman's voice.

At this moment, Di Jun suddenly felt a sense of closeness to this source.

Just looking at him made him feel good.

"Who are you?"

Di Jun approached the source and asked.

"I...I am Otome."

"Otome?"

Di Jun felt a sense of déjà vu about this origin.

"Stay here peacefully and work hard to transform into human form."

"Yes, thank you, senior."

Then Di Jun set up a grand formation and left with a bewildered Taiyi.

"Brother, what's wrong with you—"

After leaving the Sun Star, Taiyi couldn't help but ask.

Di Jun's face showed joy.

"The feeling I got from that primordial energy was the same as the feeling I had when I first met Xihe."

"What? That means—"

Taiyi was both surprised and delighted.

"That's right."

Di Jun stood tall and proud, "That is the future mistress of the Demon Court."

Next time he goes to Buzhou Mountain, he won't be all alone.

The west.

"Brother, let's hurry back to Mount Sumeru."

Zhunti wiped away a cold sweat and rushed back to the temple with Jieyin at full speed.

"I didn't expect the Corpse Lord to actually make a move. Luckily, he didn't punish me."

Zhunti was filled with lingering fear.

But the thought of the magical treasure in Nuwa's hands made her envious again.

"Zhunti, I've dragged you down this time."

The heavily injured guide spoke haltingly.

"If it weren't for me, you might have already succeeded."

"Brother, this is not your fault."

Zhunti sighed. Both brothers were greedy and would rather die than live.

"This time, the Corpse Master only intervened to stop it, but did not punish him, which means that this is not something that cannot be done."

Zhunti's eyes flickered, and he made up his mind.

"Perhaps this time it was because we made too much noise in front of Zixiao Palace. Next time, we'll just go to Buzhou Mountain and rob it. I'm sure even if we make a big fuss, the Corpse Lord won't have any reason to care."

"Brother, you should focus on recovering from your injuries first. Once your strength has stabilized, we'll head to Buzhou Mountain."

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Jieyin received the spiritual root handed over by Zhunti.

"Alright, I promise I won't hold you back next time."