Journey to the West: Deer Power Immortal, Starting from Becoming a Disciple of the Supreme Lord Tais

When the group arrived at the cave, a little demon guarding the gate came to greet them. Upon seeing that it was the Demon King who had come to attend the banquet, he quickly led the way.

Lu Qingxuan and his demon companions followed the little demon into the cave. Inside, they found a hidden world, spacious like a palace, brightly lit and resplendent in gold.

Two long tables stretched from the entrance of the cave to the bottom, covered with brocade and filled with all kinds of fresh fruits, fine wines and delicacies.

now,

Many demon kings had already arrived, some whispering to each other in twos and threes, others drinking alone.

Upon seeing Lu Qingxuan and his demon horde arrive, several demon kings turned their gazes toward them, clearly curious about this new face.

Lu Qingxuan glanced around and saw several familiar faces, all of whom he had seen at the Hundred Demon Banquet.

Near the main seat, there were several empty tables, clearly prepared for important figures like the Peng Demon King and the Jiao Demon King.

"Where shall we sit?" King Black Cloud asked the little demon beside him.

"This way, Your Majesties." The little demon led the demons to a position towards the back of the center.

Lu Qingxuan and the other demons had anticipated this. Although they were well-known in the vicinity of Zhongnan Mountain, they would not be placed too prominently at such banquets.

After Lu Qingxuan sat down, he took out the pills he had previously refined as a congratulatory gift.

The demons, including the Black Cloud King, followed suit and took out their prepared gifts, which were mostly spiritual fruits and immortal herbs.

"I suppose you all come from Zhongnan Mountain? I am Huangfengling, the Great King of Huangfeng." At this moment, a demon king walked over, his eyes scanning Lu Qingxuan and the other demons.

Lu Qingxuan looked up and saw that the newcomer had a rat-like face and a rat-like appearance. His two whiskers trembled slightly, and his eyes darted around, revealing a shrewdness.

Yellow Wind King?

Lu Qingxuan's heart stirred, and he naturally thought of the monster who blew the yellow wind on the journey to the West...

"Exactly."

Lu Qingxuan stood up and cupped his hands in greeting, "Lu Qingxuan of Zhongnan Mountain greets fellow Daoist."

King Huangfeng quickly returned the greeting and said with a smile, "I have long admired you. Your reputation for doing good deeds and protecting the people in Zhongnan Mountain has already spread far and wide."

"I've long wanted to get to know a few people, but I've never had the chance. Meeting them today at the Bull Demon King's banquet is truly fate."

As he spoke, his gaze swept over Lu Qingxuan several times, then looked at Hu Li and Yang Li, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, "Huh, these two..."

King Black Cloud explained from the side, "These two are Master Deer's elder brothers, Tiger Power Immortal and Sheep Power Immortal."

King Yellow Wind suddenly realized and nodded repeatedly: "So that's how it is, so that's how it is! I was wondering why I only heard of one of the Three Immortals of Zhongnan Mountain, whose names are so famous."

He then turned to Lu Qingxuan and lowered his voice, saying, "Daoist Lu, if I may be so bold, I am aware of your grudge with that Nine-Headed Insect. Since he is here today, please do not fight with him to avoid any mishaps."

Lu Qingxuan smiled slightly and said, "Thank you for the reminder, Your Majesty. I know what I'm doing."

Seeing that his expression was calm and not feigned, King Huangfeng secretly admired him. After chatting for a few more minutes, he returned to his seat.

Soon,

A commotion arose outside the cave, and the gatekeeper demons shouted, "The Roc Demon King has arrived... The Flood Dragon Demon King has arrived... The Lion Camel King has arrived..."

All the demons stood up, and Lu Qingxuan also stood up and looked towards the cave entrance.

Three figures walked side by side. The one in the lead wore a golden-winged roc robe, had a face like jade, and eyes like bright stars. He was none other than the Roc Demon King.

The one on the left, wearing a blue dragon armor, with a tall and slender figure and a sinister face, was none other than the Flood Dragon Demon King;

The demon king on the right is burly and has a head of golden hair; he is none other than the Lion Camel King.

The three great demons were so imposing that all the other demons made way for them, and even the air seemed to freeze.

At this moment, the Bull Demon King came out of his cave, laughing loudly as he greeted them: "Hahaha, my three worthy brothers have arrived! Please, please, take your seats!"

Peng Demon King slightly cupped his hands, his gaze swept around the cave, lingered on Lu Qingxuan for a moment, and then looked away.

The Demon King Jiao remained expressionless and walked straight to the seat of honor.

The Lion Camel King was very enthusiastic, greeting familiar demon kings along the way in a booming voice.

After the three demons took their seats, the atmosphere in the cave became even more lively, and for a moment it resembled a banquet.

Then several more demon kings arrived one after another, including the Green-haired Lion Demon from the west, the White Elephant King from the north, and Sai Tai Sui from the east, each with an extraordinary aura.

Lu Qingxuan looked them over one by one, memorizing their faces.

Before long, a man dressed in a black robe walked gracefully towards them.

It was that nine-headed worm.

After entering the cave, the Nine-Headed Insect's gaze swept over Lu Qingxuan, and it snorted coldly.

All the demons turned to look at him, their faces full of amusement.

But the nine-headed worm did not immediately react, and instead walked step by step toward the seat.

In no time, all seven Great Sages except for the Great Sage Equaling Heaven had arrived.

After several rounds of drinks, the Bull Demon King stood up, raised his wine bowl, and said in a booming voice, "Gentlemen! Today, I, the Bull Demon King, am hosting this gathering of heroes from all walks of life at Cuiyun Mountain. Firstly, to reminisce about old times, and secondly, to make new friends. I, the Bull Demon King, will drink this first as a sign of my respect!"

He tilted his head back and drank the entire bowl of wine in one gulp.

The demons all raised their bowls and echoed in unison, creating a lively and festive atmosphere.

Lu Qingxuan picked up his wine bowl, took a small sip, and casually glanced at the person seated above him.

Nine-Headed Insect sat below Peng Demon King, his expression shifting between light and dark, his crimson eyes glancing in their direction from time to time, lost in thought.

After several rounds of drinks, the Bull Demon King suddenly clapped his hands and laughed, "Gentlemen, today I have invited a distinguished guest. You must all have heard of his name: the Great King Linggan of Mount Putuo in the South China Sea!"

These words shocked everyone present.

Lu Qingxuan's heart sank suddenly, and his fingers unconsciously tapped on the table.

Wasn't the Great King of Inspiration taken by the Bodhisattva to meditate in seclusion? How come he's here again?

He turned to look at King Black Cloud, who also looked bewildered, clearly unaware of the matter beforehand.

At the cave entrance, a tall figure clad in golden armor and wearing a golden crown strode in—it was none other than the Great King of Inspiration.

His face looked a bit more haggard than before, but the sharpness in his eyes remained undiminished.

He cupped his hands in greeting to the Bull Demon King, then looked around at the other demons, his gaze finally settling on Lu Qingxuan.

In that gaze, there was hatred, resentment, and something else that was hard to describe.

"Great King of Inspiration, please take a seat!" The Bull Demon King personally led the way and arranged for the Great King of Inspiration to sit next to the Nine-Headed Insect.

After sitting down, the King of Inspiration did not drink. Instead, he stared straight at Lu Qingxuan and said in a low voice, "Lu Qingxuan, you didn't expect this, did you? I'm here again."

The atmosphere in the cave suddenly became tense.

The demons' gazes darted back and forth between the two, some curious, some gloating, and some worried.

The Yellow Wind King quietly tugged at Lu Qingxuan's sleeve and whispered, "Daoist Lu, this..."

Lu Qingxuan picked up his wine bowl, took a slow sip, then put the bowl down and glanced indifferently at Linggan Dawang: "The Bodhisattva ordered you to face the wall in seclusion, but you sneaked out. You have quite the nerve. Aren't you afraid the Bodhisattva will banish you to the mortal realm?"