Chapter 72: The Pig Demon's Provocation

The wolf demon's voice was even trembling a little.

"Guaranteed authentic!"

Xiong Batian said proudly, "As long as you help me handle this matter, this Bear Spirit Pill will be yours!"

Under heavy rewards there must be brave men; the wolf demon and the toad spirit were clearly tempted.

The toad spirit's eyeballs spun around, and he stuck out his long tongue to lick his lips, "Brother Batian, this Bear Spirit Pill is indeed tempting, but... the risk is also too great. Is it worth being disqualified from the competition for a Bear Spirit Pill?"

The wolf demon was also secretly calculating.

The pig demon had long been staring with wide eyes, drool flowing all over the ground.

He was not very bright to begin with, and his whole heart and mind were filled with that Bear Spirit Pill radiating an alluring luster.

At this moment, hearing Xiong Batian say this, he was so excited that the fat all over his body trembled.

"Brother Batian, I am willing to go!"

The pig demon shouted impatiently, as if afraid that Xiong Batian would go back on his word.

Xiong Batian nodded with satisfaction, "Well done! As long as you can get that kid disqualified and make him get out of the territory of the Demon Saint Mansion, this Bear Spirit Pill will be yours!"

"Hehe, don't worry Brother Batian, I will definitely complete the mission!"

The Bear Spirit Pill promised by Xiong Batian was truly too tempting for the pig demon.

This guy made up his mind, stuck out his fat belly, and swayed as he walked toward Zhang Yi and his family.

He walked to Zhang Yi's side, his fat body squeezing directly into the gap next to Zhang Yi, and he stuck his butt in to push his way inside.

Zhang Yi's butt didn't move at all; he simply didn't budge.

He continued to swallow the Spirit Fruit in his hand as if he hadn't noticed this stupid pig beside him at all.

Instead, it was the leopard-patterned Demon Beast sitting to the side who got annoyed.

"Is your name written on this seat?"

The leopard-patterned Demon Beast bared its teeth, revealing sharp fangs.

"No."

The pig demon shook his head, looking innocent.

"If your name isn't written on it, why are you pushing? There are so many empty seats over there, are you blind?"

The leopard-patterned Demon Beast's voice became increasingly unfriendly.

The pig demon looked down and realized that he had squeezed through the gap between the leopard-patterned Demon Beast and Zhang Yi, and ended up pushing the leopard-patterned Demon Beast out.

He smiled sheepishly, "Sorry."

He hurriedly made way for the leopard-patterned Demon Beast.

Afterward, he stuck out his fat body again and circled to the other side of Zhang Yi.

He ended up finding that Zhang Yi's side was piled high with trash.

Fruit shells, fruit pits, and withered branches and leaves; it was practically a small landfill.

Good grief! This guy sat here eating endlessly, and the fruit shells and peels beside him were piled up.

Xiao Pu poked her head out from the "trash heap," her big, dark, round eyes staring at the pig demon, "Do you need something? Big fat pig?"

The pig demon's face turned awkward, and he was immediately displeased, "You're the big fat pig, your whole family is big fat pigs!"

Xiao Pu looked at Zhang Yi, feeling aggrieved, "Daddy, he called our whole family big fat pigs."

Zhang Yi glanced at the pig demon, spat out a fruit pit in a leisurely manner, and turned his head to educate Xiao Pu, "He is already very ugly, you should be patient with him."

Xiao Pu nodded, half-understanding.

It almost made the pig demon die of anger!

He took a deep breath, telling himself to stay calm and that he must not ruin Brother Batian's big plan.

His eyes rolled, and a plan came to mind.

Pointing at the trash heap beside Zhang Yi, he said sarcastically, "I say, aren't you being a bit too unrefined?"

"With so much trash piled up here, aren't you bothered by the smell? Anyone who didn't know better would think you were a scavenger!"

"This is the site of the Arena competition, are you really so oblivious to the occasion?"

Zhang Yi finally raised his head.

He looked at the pig demon, his eyes filled with faint disdain, "Are you talking to me?"

"Nonsense, if I'm not talking to you, am I talking to this trash?"

The pig demon stiffened his neck, looking arrogant and domineering.

"Oh."

Zhang Yi responded indifferently, then lowered his head to continue gnawing on his fruit.

The pig demon felt like he had punched a cotton ball, feeling incredibly stifled.

He pointed at Zhang Yi's nose and cursed loudly: "Is your kid deaf? I'm talking to you!"

"Are you deaf or mute? I'm talking to you!"

Seeing that Zhang Yi was ignoring him, the pig demon raised his volume by eight degrees, and his spit even sprayed onto Zhang Yi's face.

Zhang Yi slowly extended a finger, wiped the spit off his face, gave the pig demon a look of disgust, and let out a burp, "Burp~ ah... so full..."

The pig demon was almost knocked out by the smell of the burp.

How many Spirit Fruits did this kid eat? The smell is really pungent...

"Are you trying to disgust me on purpose?" the pig demon said angrily.

Zhang Yi yawned again, "Ah... sleepy..."

It's easy to get sleepy when you're too full.

In the end, Zhang Yi could only hear the pig demon's grunting.

His eyelids grew heavier and heavier, until he could no longer keep them open.

"You..."

The Pig Demon felt like he was about to explode; this brat was completely ignoring him!

It was simply outrageous!

He took a deep breath and decided to use his ultimate move, "I'm telling you, brat, you're here to participate in the Demon Saint Mansion competition, can't you pay some attention to your image?"

"Look around you, it's like a garbage dump! Fruit peels and pits are piled up like a mountain, do you have any sense of public morality at all?"

"Do you think you're worthy of this Arena? Do you think you're worthy of..."

The Pig Demon lectured Zhang Yi incessantly, spittle flying everywhere; he was working even harder than a storyteller.

Zhang Yi's eyelids grew heavier, and the Pig Demon's voice buzzed in his ears.

It was like a lullaby, making him drowsy.

He thought groggily: This Pig Demon's voice is actually quite hypnotic...

The Pig Demon continued his output: "... look at you, you're simply a disgrace! A shame to the Demon race! You..."

Zhang Yi finally couldn't hold on any longer, his head tilted to the side, and he fell asleep.

The little fellow Xiao Pu blinked its large, dark, glistening eyes.

It looked at the sleeping Zhang Yi, then looked at the still-chattering Pig Demon, its face full of confusion.

The Pig Demon had been scolding for a long time, his mouth dry and tongue parched, only to find that Zhang Yi had no reaction at all.

He looked down and was instantly dumbfounded.

"This... this brat actually fell asleep?!"

The Pig Demon rubbed his eyes in disbelief; this brat was truly asleep!

He had actually fallen asleep while being scolded by him!

The Pig Demon felt he had suffered a great insult; he pointed at Zhang Yi's nose, trembling with rage, "You... you brat! You actually dare to ignore me! Get up!"

He reached out to push Zhang Yi, but Xiao Pu bit down on his finger.

"Ow!"

The Pig Demon let out a miserable shriek and hurriedly pulled his hand back; two rows of tooth marks had appeared on his finger, with blood flowing freely.

"Bad pig! You're not allowed to bully my daddy!"

Xiao Pu glared fiercely at the Pig Demon, baring its sharp little teeth.

The Pig Demon clutched his finger, grimacing in pain; he hadn't expected this seemingly harmless little creature to have such a painful bite!

"You... you stinking bird! I..."

The Pig Demon was furious, yet he didn't dare to approach Xiao Pu again.

He stood where he was, stomping his feet in anger, but he could do nothing about Zhang Yi and Xiao Pu.