Who is spreading rumors that my filial piety towards them has changed?

Chapter 143 The Battle of Jianmu

Chu Mingkong only has about ten days of activity time at most, and there are only nine and a half days left.

If they say it will take several months to travel, then the plan to go to Jianmu might fall through. Instead of insisting on rushing, it would be better to sit down and start cultivating, emptying the spiritual energy here.

However, Chu Mingkong still preferred to go to Jianmu to deal with the Heavenly Demons within it and clear the passage between the Heavenly Realm and the Lower Realm.

In this way, it will be easier to travel to the Heavenly Realm in the future, without having to endure so many restrictions.

“Other ways to get around… I need to think about it some more.” Zhu Tong lowered her head in thought, but her heart was in turmoil because of what Chu Mingkong had just mentioned.

A cultivator's travel speed does not necessarily represent their strength, but those with higher strength and realm can only travel faster, not slower. Without relying on spiritual treasures or similar aids, their uninterrupted endurance alone can save a lot of time for meditation.

Zhu Tong hadn't considered the time needed for rest and other factors, and only mentioned four months. However, after confirming her speed and agility, Chu Mingkong immediately said that he could arrive in about a month.

This wasn't even a statement of confidence; to him, it seemed to be nothing more than a trivial matter, especially considering how easily he had previously suppressed the demon guards...

What level of cultivation do these people possess? Are they from any major powers? Yet they seem to know nothing, even asking about well-known power structures.

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This train of thought was quickly interrupted, and Zhu Tong returned to the question of finding a solution.

“You have a way to avoid the dangers of the Illusion Palace Forbidden Area, right? Then you can try to find a teleportation array in the ruins inside.”

After the white fox finished speaking, seeing that Chu Mingkong and the others remained silent, it knew that it needed to explain in more detail:

"In the distant past, the Illusion Palace Forbidden Land was a sacred place of a powerful force. Later, it was moved away and disappeared without a trace, its whereabouts unknown. However, the various restrictive formations it left behind have made this place a forbidden land."

This world is vast, and teleportation arrays are indispensable for every major power and city. There might be teleportation arrays left in the Illusion Palace Forbidden Land. This way, one could reach the nearest teleportation array to Jianmu, instantly saving months of travel time...

Upon hearing this, Chu Mingkong and the others nodded in understanding.

So that's what it means. Finding a teleportation array is indeed a good idea.

Zuo Donglu extended her thinking a bit further. Since there are teleportation arrays in various major places, why not just look for them in forbidden areas?

"So there aren't any other teleportation arrays around here?"

"This place is remote. It would take me a month to get to the nearest teleportation array, and after arriving at the other teleportation array, I would have to travel to Jianmu in person, which would take several more days."

It takes this long to get to the nearest teleportation array from here? Your demon tribe has chosen a ridiculously remote location…” Zuo Qiuchi remarked politely, a rare occurrence for him.

"Do the demon tribes advocate quiet cultivation, finding deserted places to secretly practice and stay away from the hustle and bustle of the world?"

"...Because the demon tribe can't compete with other tribes. I've personally witnessed our leader being moved from place to place to such remote locations!" The little white fox poked its head out and ruthlessly revealed the truth.

Yun Nongyu said softly:

"Judging from the demon guards just now, your leader values ​​his position very much and is also very insecure. In order to consolidate his position, he doesn't even dare to have strong subordinates. He resorts to underhanded tricks as soon as there is any sign of them. It's normal that he can't beat other forces."

Of course! Even those few guards were just discussing how to make the leader not be on guard against them, and even how to restrain their cultivation speed to cooperate with the leader's performance. I don't know why such a force exists.

If someone sets their sights on you, destruction is inevitable.

For this demon tribe leader, the existence of his people was merely a tool to highlight his status as a "leader," to show that he had many followers and admirers, rather than being a lone commander.

Chu Mingkong merely smiled at the demon tribe, not considering them worthy of much attention.

"Let's go back the way we came and see where there are any ruins in that valley. If there are no ruins, then let's hurry on our way to find the big city."

Now that he is the backbone, Zuo Qiuchi and the others naturally have no objections.

Zhu Tong looked back and gazed at the temple complex built against the mountain. She was worried about the demon tribe's retaliation. Moreover, little Zhu Yan was right beside her. Even if she could barely protect herself, she could hardly take care of the little silly fox.

However, entering the forbidden area of ​​the Illusionary Palace was fraught with danger. She had been under an illusion spell there before and nearly became fertilizer for the flowers and plants; she still felt lingering fear from it...

After struggling, she said:

"Lord Chu, the demon guards have suddenly died. The leader will surely attract people to investigate. I cannot handle this alone. May I travel with you?"

"Mother, why are you all alone? I'm not weak either!" the little white fox said firmly.

Chu Mingkong hesitated for a moment; he could only operate for about ten days.

"You can stay with us for a while, but you can't stay for too long. You'll have to figure out your own way afterward."

"Thank you, sir!" The great white fox finally felt relieved.

"Now let me ask you something else. Where is the danger in this Illusionary Palace Forbidden Area? We just came out of the valley and didn't encounter anything." Chu Mingkong looked puzzled.

"......?" Zhu Tong blinked, looking puzzled.

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Jianmu (建木).

A somber atmosphere permeated the faces of every celestial demon.

The protracted tug-of-war had already exhausted them both physically and mentally, and now the news of the Smiling Buddha's death was like a thunderbolt to the hearts of the celestial demons.

"For the sake of the Heavenly Demon Clan's great cause, Blood Toad was long ago completely bound to the Lower Realm, and his strength was greatly reduced. Originally, we could still secretly meet with him to relieve our sorrow... but now he has died in such a place."

"He acted impulsively. Upon learning of the Heavenly Demon Prince's injury, he felt that he would never be able to escape the Lower Realm and return to his people..."

The reason Blood Toadzi became so close to Buddhism was because he had heard of the Asura King's method of reincarnation and hoped to use it to one day escape the lower realms.

"I wonder if he has actually mastered this technique. If we have the chance to meet again in the future... then all his suffering will have finally come to an end."

In their words, these celestial demons regarded the lower realm as a place of exile, a world-class prison, shameful and lowly.

The sorrowful thoughts lingered for a long time, but the celestial demons did not dwell on them any longer; they had more important things to face.

One of the old women respectfully and carefully picked up the Heavenly Demon Prince's egg, and painfully stroked the cracks on it.

"If the Heavenly Demon Prince could successfully hatch in the Lower Realm Imperial Palace, we could have ended the stalemate in Jianmu a few years earlier. But then it was Chu Mingkong who caused the Heavenly Demon Prince to suffer this injury! Now we have to continue the stalemate with that Daoist woman!"

Another celestial demon approached, holding several pure demon core pearls in his hand, and said:

"There is half of the Blood Toad's original demon core in here, and the rest is the original spiritual energy collected from various small temples through the Blood Toad's connections over the years, hoping to repair the Heavenly Demon Prince's eggshell as much as possible."

As long as the Heavenly Demon Prince can be born successfully, he can quickly and decisively end this battle!

Chapter 144 The Victory Decision

Blood Toad, also known as Smiling Buddha, was completely bound by the world of the lower realm, unable to unleash some of his strength, and even unable to use the super-level techniques of the Heavenly Demon Clan.

Unable to unleash his full power or escape the lower realm, Blood Toad long ago transformed his primordial power, which was no longer of any use, into a demon core and handed it over to his clansmen in Jianmu, hoping to use it in case of need.

Unexpectedly, it actually came in handy at this time.

All the celestial demons prayed in their hearts that these "supplies" could repair the eggshell of the celestial demon prince. If the celestial demon prince was born with a wounded body, there would be a major hidden danger in his innate foundation in the future!

"Prepare yourselves, let's work together to erase the Blood Toad's mark and repair the Heavenly Demon Prince's eggshell."

In the camp of the Heavenly Demon Clan, several powerful forces converged, and the marks on those demon cores gradually disappeared, erasing the original owner's aura.

If they don't do this, the Heavenly Demon Prince will have to spend extra effort refining it. Moreover, the Blood Toad's demon core is the most domineering among these "tonics," and it's possible that his demon core will disperse and destroy other demon cores, wasting these hard-to-collect essences.

After a long period of combined effort, the demon cores finally transformed into a golden liquid, merging together.

The writhing liquid began to drip onto the cracks in the eggshell, seeping into them and disappearing without a trace, while the cracks on the eggshell showed signs of repair and healing.

With each drop of golden liquid that disappears, the crack heals a little more.

"Hold on, let's recover in one breath!" The celestial demons almost shouted out the thoughts in their minds.

They had been bogged down in the Jianmu for far too long, thinking that the Daoist sects of the lower realms would have little support and that the Heavenly Demon Clan would be able to take it down quickly. They never expected the difficulties to be this dire.

These refined primordial spiritual energies emitted a fragrant aroma, which aroused the longing and desire of the celestial demons guarding other places.

This is the nourishment of heaven and earth that every living being that grows up bathed in spiritual energy yearns for. Such a vast and pure source of spiritual energy would take a cultivator countless years to cultivate.

And now, the Heavenly Demon Prince has these things for no reason even before he was born, and even those great demons are serving the Heavenly Demon Prince.

All they hope is that the Heavenly Demon Prince, who is enjoying all of this, can lead them to conquer Jianmu and push the Heavenly Demon Clan to even greater heights in the future.

"How come it's still a little short..." A sigh came from among the great demons.

Even though the golden liquid had condensed into a solid mass, larger than the egg, the refined golden liquid had already been completely absorbed, and the crack on the eggshell was still half a finger's length short.

They said they didn't mind waiting a little longer, but in their hearts they still hoped to succeed in one fell swoop and see the Heavenly Demon Prince come out and sweep away the lower sects like a savior.

Someone stepped forward to offer reassurance and boost morale:

"Alright, this little crack has already brought the end much sooner. The Queen Mother of the West and the Daoist sects will not provide any support. Our victory is only a matter of time."

"But... delays can lead to changes. Each delay brings about a change, and we have already experienced this twice in the last few years alone."

The celestial demons remained silent; this was indeed true.

One change can lead to many miscalculations. Initially, the Heavenly Demon Prince was forced to leave the Dragon Vein, delaying his birth for the first time. Then, the prince's testicles shattered, causing another delay. During this time, the Blood Toad also perished in the Lower Realm.

Ideally, there would be a way to completely repair the crack in one go.

Providing enough primordial demon cores is the most direct strategy, but none of these great demons would be willing to make that sacrifice themselves, so we can only find a substitute.

“Let those temples ‘try harder’ and don’t worry about who will be angry. It really can’t be delayed any longer.”

"Then I'll order someone to do it!"

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In order to prove to Chu Mingkong and the others that the Illusionary Palace Forbidden Area was indeed dangerous, the white fox mother and daughter took a few steps further away, leaving the "protection range" of Chu Mingkong and the others.

In just a short while, Zhu Tong's eyes became vacant, as if she were hallucinating, and she wandered around aimlessly. Little Zhu Yan, because she was stuck in her mother's arms, did not move around, but her mind also fell into a hallucination.

Chu Mingkong was afraid that something had happened to the two of them, so he quickly went over, and the white fox mother and daughter returned to normal.

"So there really was danger here!" Zuo Qiuchi's tone was one of surprise and delight, which sounded utterly heartless.

She found the journey quite boring and was hoping to encounter some monsters or demons to hone her skills, or at least run into some trouble. Little did she know that danger had been all around her all along, but Chu Mingkong had invisibly shielded her from it all.

"My dear Master, you just told Aunt Donglu to be polite and not to say things that are inappropriate for the occasion. How come you're being so immoral now?" Chu Mingkong complained.

"Exactly! How can you gloat over someone's misfortune!" the little fox protested, regaining its senses.

"Nothing will really happen, aren't we just watching?" There was no regret or shame in Zuo Qiuchi's words.

"So, where did this illusion trap come from? I didn't find any restrictive formations around me at all." Zuo Donglu's hair was loose, and her hairpin transformed into a flying sword, shuttling around the vicinity.

Each flying sword was an extension of her senses, probing the surroundings, but she found no traps or anything like that.

If it weren't for these foxes, big and small, "risking their lives," this group of people probably wouldn't even know what danger was.