Chapter 559: Trapping the White Deer King

"White Deer King, you overpraise me." Chen Chuyang smiled and nodded; this White Deer King is not difficult to get along with, rather easy to talk to.

His way of speaking is likable, not what one would expect from the Monster Race; truly befitting an old monster who has lived several thousand years, he is indeed different.

If anyone claims the Monster Race doesn't understand human affairs, Chen Chuyang will give them a good beating directly.

This Demon King is far stronger than Tian Xin Dao Ren; at least, in terms of worldly sophistication, he has it down pat.

As the saying goes, don't strike a smiling face; when they meet you they praise and compliment you, so Chen Chuyang naturally won't strike first, he won't let his guard down, staying vigilant toward him, for the White Deer King is no ordinary person; one slip and he could fall into a trap.

"Compared to the White Deer King, I still have some shortcomings."

"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist, you really love to joke."

The White Deer King went along and said: "Your talent, Fellow Daoist, is the most talented among all the talents I have seen; over the past thousand years, talents have been as numerous as spring shoots after rain, too many to count, whether among the Monster Race or humanity, those talents are not worthy to even hold your shoes."

Being able to conceal one's cultivation and strength, developing silently, cultivating all the way to this realm.

He also looked into some information about Chen Chuyang; his age is only twenty, yet he possesses such strength, even the most talented Xinran Zhanglao of the past could not achieve this, and Xinran Zhanglao's cultivation has long been stuck, unable to advance.

The White Deer King naturally knows the inside story; many talents end up like this, finally depressed and dying.

"For example, the talent of your side's Xinran Zhanglao is not as good as yours."

"Among humanity, to possess such strength and rise right under their noses, Fellow Daoist, you are truly extraordinary; if I were to take your place, I fear I could not achieve even one percent of your ability."

These words are sincere.

The White Deer King is not flattering Chen Chuyang; he is speaking the truth.

Chen Chuyang's strength, his rise is very abrupt.

When the White Deer King became aware of him, Chen Chuyang had already risen; those people overestimated themselves, thereby allowing him to rise completely.

Or rather, they did not believe that a minor clan's condensed pellet could reach any great height as a talent; lacking resources, the path ahead could not advance an inch, spending a lifetime stuck at the false pellet realm, to enter the inner pellet realm would already be a great boon.

Yet they never expected this person to be so talented; in less than a few short years, he made them feel fear and dread.

Such talent, the White Deer King naturally wants to meet him and express goodwill.

Chen Chuyang can rise so quickly; he must be hiding a secret; acting now would be unwise.

Before coming, the White Deer King had such an idea, but after seeing Chen Chuyang in person, he no longer had that thought.

"Fellow Daoist, you are impressive; I, the king, admire you." The White Deer King praised again; from the first meeting, he has never stopped praising.

Xinran Zhanglao stared at the White Deer King, her eyes wide with surprise; she knows that receiving even a word of praise from this White Deer King is not easy; for such an old monster, though he has seen all kinds of people, he keeps praising Chen Chuyang, which is truly surprising.

"What exactly is his scheme?"

Xinran Zhanglao inwardly wary of the White Deer King; a Monster Race Demon King is certainly not a pushover.

What does the White Deer King want to do—is it to cooperate, or...?

For a moment, Xinran Zhanglao could not fathom his purpose, so she could only stare at him.

Chen Chuyang laughed loudly: "Hahaha, White Deer King, you overpraise me; to be praised by you like this is my honor."

"How about this: since you admire me so much, White Deer King, why not give me some Monster Pills?"

White Deer King: "……"

Xinran Zhanglao startled, lifted her head: "……"

Indeed, Chen Chuyang is still Chen Chuyang, not deceived by the White Deer King's flowery words.

To ask for Monster Pills outright—among the Monster Race, many have fallen, those Monster Pills are treasures; Chen Chuyang demands some Monster Pills, not just one, showing utter audacity.

Xinran Zhanglao felt relieved; Chen Chuyang won't be swayed by oddities or be fooled, that's enough.

"Fellow Daoist, you jest; Monster Pills belong to the Monster Race as a whole, they cannot be given lightly."

Chen Chuyang urged: "White Deer King, what I want is not your Monster Pills, but the Monster Pills of the deceased Monster Race."

"Since you admire me so much, you ought to give me a meeting gift when we meet."

"Just consider it a gift from an elder to a junior; is that not acceptable?"

The White Deer King stared wide-eyed, his eyes fixed on Chen Chuyang, unable to imagine this is a genius.

His skin is so thick, yet so shameless.

He really is too……

"A meeting gift? You want it upon meeting—are we that familiar?"

"You are neither my junior nor of the Monster Race; if Chen Chuyang were a monster of the Monster Race, the White Deer King would naturally be generous, giving him not just a few but even ten or more."

"Too bad, he is human."

"Humans and the Monster Race have been enemies since ancient times."

"The hostility etched deep in their bloodlines means they will never……live in harmony."

"Fellow Daoist, you really enjoy joking."

Chen Chuyang corrected: "White Deer King, I am not joking."

He reached out.

He stepped forward.

He kept raising his eyebrows, signaling the White Deer King to give Monster Pills.

Xinran Zhanglao inwardly gave a thumbs up, wishing she could immediately praise him.

"To be shameless is truly invincible under heaven."

The White Deer King estimated he was about to explode with anger; encountering a scoundrel, he had no recourse; at this point, he had no choice but to give in, being forced by others; if he didn't give, then……

Chen Chuyang had him figured out; if he didn't give, then just shout for help.

This is the human world; once Chen Chuyang makes a move, many people will surely come here.

"Here you go."

"Just one?"

The White Deer King had a black line: "???"

Chen Chuyang said with a grin: "Give me some more monster pills; one is too few, you can't even bring yourself to give it."

"You are a proper demon king of the monster race; if it gets out, you'll lose face."

"Right, that's how it should be."

Chen Chuyang saw two more monster pills in his palm, his mouth almost twisted from smiling.

Something given for free is just delightful.

He was too happy.

Put them away, reach out again.

White Deer King's face darkened, that face pulled down.

Fellow Daoist, don't go too far.

Ahaha, give me two more monster pills; I really need monster pills. Like this, I also won't take yours for nothing; you have any questions you want to ask, I will definitely tell you everything.

Hmph.

White Deer King gritted his teeth, took out two monster pills, again handed them to Chen Chuyang, and angrily said: "No more, these are the last two monster pills."

Chen Chuyang got the monster pills, and wouldn't listen to his nonsense.

Scammed five monster pills, the free kind, feeling very pleased.

Thank you, White Deer King, for your generosity.

Hmph.

White Deer King was furious, but he didn't dare to act.

Can't gauge Chen Chuyang's strength, plus Elder Xinran is here; if he acts, he'll struggle without gain.

This time I, the king, have come, wanting to cooperate with you.

Cooperation?

Chen Chuyang raised his eyebrows and said: "As far as I know, humans and monster race seem to be enemies, right?"