Chapter 176: Demon Marshals Gather

As for the group of groundhog little brothers that my son Zha'er had collected, Lady Yin had no objections.

After all, using the Qi Observation Technique, one can discover that these groundhogs have never eaten humans.

Moreover, to speak frankly, the groundhogs' abilities are mediocre; even if they wanted to cause trouble, they lack the strength to do so.

So Lady Yin simply regarded Zha'er as raising a bunch of pets.

As for Nezha's suggestion of handing over the several thousand mu of land to them to manage, Lady Yin didn't take it to heart.

After all, expecting monsters to farm the land—isn't that a joke?

But when those several thousand mu of pumpkin fields matured later, and the pumpkins from Chentang Pass were sold far and wide to major cities of the Yin-Shang, bringing a considerable income to Chentang Pass, at that point.

Lady Yin then realized she had still underestimated these groundhogs a bit.

However, at present the greatest use of these groundhog little brothers is to serve as pets for those youngsters.

Simply put, the groundhogs look adorably clumsy and are still quite popular with those youngsters.

At least, over the next two days, the three youngest little dragon girls each rode a groundhog and ran around wildly, finally letting Nezha breathe a sigh of relief.

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"Feidan, you've done a good deed!"

When Feidan fled back to the Demon Court, Bai Ze's side had already received the news of the frontline defeat.

"This isn't my fault—I just revived, and my old magical treasures are all lost; how do you expect me to fight?"

Feidan muttered quietly.

"Hmph, trash is trash—Feidan, I heard you lost to a little brat this time; you really have thrown away the face of our Ten Great Demon Marshals."

At that moment, a demon resembling a water buffalo suddenly snorted and said: "Bai Ze, I never agreed to waste energy reviving this guy; why not swallow him, so he won't keep embarrassing us?"

Upon hearing the big water buffalo's words, Feidan instantly flared with anger.

"Ci Tie, you ugly ox, I am one of the Ten Great Demon Marshals personally appointed by Emperor Jun back then; you actually dare to try to swallow me—what gall you have!"

Upon hearing Feidan's words, Ci Tie looked at him as if he were an idiot and sneered: "Heh, Feidan, times have changed; we now all answer to the Demon Master, yet you still invoke Emperor Jun—what exactly are you trying to do?"

"You..."

Feidan's expression remained unchanged; he hadn't expected that after dying once, the world would have changed so much.

Previously, humans could only end up as food, but now they have become so formidable that even a little child can send him fleeing with his head in his arms.

Moreover, Ci Tie, this clumsy ox with thick brows and big eyes, has also started playing little tricks on me.

You should know that the Demon Master Kunpeng now rules the entire North Sea Demon Court; if those words were to reach the other side, I reckon I wouldn't have any good days left.

"Ci Tie, Feidan has only just returned; he's naturally a bit slow-witted, so don't tease him."

At that moment, a monster with a human body, dragon head, and feathered arms let out a mocking laugh and said:

"Ji Meng, you're no good either!"

Feidan looked at the speaking Ji Meng and said coldly:

"Well, you're not very capable, but you have a big temper—Ci Tie, back you up, swallow this guy."

Ji Meng said to Ci Tie:

"You, you guys..."

Feidan trembled all over with rage, yet what could he do? He felt utterly helpless!

That's how demons are: if you're weak, you deserve to be bullied by others.

"Wait for me, you lot—after three thousand years east, three thousand years west, once I retrieve my old magical treasures and restore my peak strength, I'll poison all of you damned bastards into silence!"

Although he thought that in his heart, Feidan still refrained from voicing his true thoughts.

Simply put, he truly can't beat anyone right now!

"Alright, everyone shut up—the Demon Master has something to announce!"

Just then, Bai Ze's expression suddenly changed, and he rebuked the assembled demons:

Upon hearing this, all the demons fell silent at once.

The next moment, a cluster of black water mist rose in the arena; soon, a human figure appeared within the mist.

"Greetings, Demon Master!"

Seeing the figure appearing in the mist, all the demons chorused:

"Mm."

He gave a slight nod; Demon Master Kunpeng scanned the crowd and said: "I am already aware of the situation on the front line."

Upon hearing that, Feidan couldn't help but shrink his neck.

After all, the front line had collapsed; although he had made the choice most beneficial to himself, he indeed bore responsibility for it.

"I hope the punishment won't be too severe, after all—I'm merely trying to preserve my useful body so I can continue serving the Demon Court; what have I done wrong?"

What made Feidan relieved was that Demon Master Kunpeng seemed not to care about his desertion in battle, but instead began speaking about this encounter's opponent.

"What the Demon Master means is that the opposing side consists of junior disciples of the Chan Teaching?"

Bai Ze asked.

"Not bad!"

Demon Master Kunpeng said: "According to the information I have received, it is a Chan Teaching disciple sent to warn us; the one who defeated us and sent us fleeing in disarray is none other than Ao Jian, disciple of the True Person Jade Ding, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals, and currently the foremost among the third-generation disciples of the Chan Teaching!"

"Now I understand—I said, how could that kid be so strong? Turns out he was originally the first disciple of the Chan Teaching; now I see."

Feidan nodded, seeming to finally understand why he had lost to his opponent.

As for Feidan's self-consolation, the remaining demons all looked at him with disdain.

This guy is utterly shameless—Demon Master Kunpeng clearly said he was the foremost among the third-generation Chan Teaching disciples, yet he outright claimed to be the first disciple; the difference between the two is huge.

After all, the Twelve Golden Immortals are also disciples of the Chan Teaching!

"Tch, just because you're inept, you keep making excuses for yourself!"

Zi Tie curled his lips and said.

As for Fei Dan, he simply pretended not to hear; now is precisely the time for him to keep a low profile and bide his time—how could he possibly be affected by just a sentence or two from the other side?

"Monster Master, the way the Explication Sect is doing this is obviously giving no face to our Monster Court at all—should we make a move and teach them a lesson?"

At this moment, Ji Meng suddenly spoke up.

In an instant, all the monsters turned their gaze toward Monster Master Kunpeng.

They have all experienced the era when the ancient Monster Court ruled over all myriad races—when have they ever suffered such injustice?

Therefore, many monsters still eagerly anticipated Ji Meng's suggestion.

As for whether they could teach those Explication Sect disciples a lesson, the monsters had no concern.

After all, they are not useless trash like Fei Dan, who has only just been resurrected not long ago.

After a moment of contemplation, Monster Master Kunpeng did not immediately respond, but instead turned his head to look at Bai Ze beside him.

"Bai Ze, you are renowned for your wisdom—what do you think of this matter?"

Hearing this, Bai Ze's eyes flickered slightly, and he gave Monster Master Kunpeng a deep look.

"War, this is necessary—after all, our Monster Court also needs to make its voice heard anew in this heaven and earth; however, we need to know when to stop."