Chapter 335

Moyu, Xiankong Shan.

Xiankong Shan is the dojo of Demon Emperor Jin Chanzi.

Looking down from tens of thousands of meters in the sky, this Xiankong Shan looks like a hollow wooden stake.

Xiankong Shan has thirty-six peaks, each connected end to end, surrounding the mountain into a huge basin.

The mountain peaks are lush with trees, and the basin is filled with fragrant grass.

In the center of the basin, there is a pool of deep blue lake water.

Beside the lake, there are a few thatched cottages, surrounded by a circle of bamboo fences.

This is the residence of the demon powerhouse Emperor Jin.

Zhang Xingyu followed Emperor Jin and the beautiful big shot into the thatched cottage.

Just as they entered the cottage, the scenery before everyone changed drastically.

Inside the house.

White clouds drifted, and snow-capped mountains were towering.

Below the snow-capped mountains.

Vegetation was lush, and flowing water gurgled.

Amidst the vegetation.

Golden palaces and high pavilions, shaped like a golden cicada.

Golden Cicada Palace.

Even from far away from that palace, Zhang Xingyu saw the three golden, shining characters above the palace.

He hadn't expected that such a huge space was hidden within a small thatched cottage.

Zhang Xingyu looked at Emperor Jin in front, then looked at the palace in the distance.

He thought to himself, this Demon Emperor was a bit too vulgar.

Using his own shed skin as a palace, he really came up with that.

The beautiful big shot Liu Xueying went with Emperor Jin to that Golden Cicada Palace to discuss scriptures and Dao.

With his low strength, he was naturally not qualified to go along.

He and Demon King Harry were led by two Demon Kings to a side hall for reception.

These two Demon Kings were the Three-Eyed Demon King and the Monkey King Great Sage Sun.

The Three-Eyed Demon King was polite to them, while the Monkey King Great Sage Sun glared at them.

Monkey King Great Sage Sun was a warlike fellow; he kept clamoring to have another fight with Zhang Xingyu and his companion.

Zhang Xingyu ignored this crazy fellow.

You are a great demon at the Integration stage, and you have the nerve to challenge me, a Nascent Soul stage cultivator.

Have you no shame?

Zhang Xingyu ignored this monkey, and Demon King Harry naturally ignored him too.

The two sat down in a palace, and some small demons served a few plates of fruit.

Zhang Xingyu grabbed a fruit and took a bite.

In an instant, a cold demon aura penetrated his chest and abdomen.

Zhang Xingyu opened his mouth and spat out a cold breath, a layer of frost condensing on the surface of his body.

At the same time, the system's cold prompt sounded again.

"Ding-dong, host contributed 1000 points of demon aura, converted into 10 points of God Yuan Value."

Good stuff!

Just at this moment, a noise rang in his ears: "Weak human, this Ice Demon Fruit is a specialty of our Moyu. If you have the ability, finish eating one."

This noise came from the mouth of Monkey King Great Sage Sun.

This fellow had been looking for trouble all the way.

Now, he had seized the opportunity and naturally wanted to mock Zhang Xingyu.

Only in this way could he regain the face he lost by not breaking the barrier earlier.

"What if I finish eating one?" Zhang Xingyu asked, squinting his eyes.

"If you can finish one, I'll count it as your win," Great Sage Sun said.

"What if I win?" Zhang Xingyu asked again.

"Weak human, how could you possibly win?" Great Sage Sun scratched the monkey hair on his head and replied.

"How do you know I won't win? How about this, let's make a bet," Zhang Xingyu's heart stirred, and he took the opportunity to lure him.

"Good, a bet, I like it. Hurry up, what are we betting on?" Great Sage Sun asked, glaring at Zhang Xingyu with his fiery eyes.

There were flames flashing in his eyes. Those were flames of anticipation, flames of eagerness.

Zhang Xingyu immediately understood in his heart.

This monkey Sun was actually a gambler.

"Didn't you say I couldn't finish one fruit? Let's bet on it. If I finish it, I win. Conversely, you lose," Zhang Xingyu said.

Great Sage Sun's monkey eyes rolled around.

There were three fruit plates on the table, each containing twenty or thirty fruits.

The plate on the left contained the top-grade demon fruit, the Cold Ice Demon Fruit, produced in the ten-thousand-year cold ice cave of the Moyu. The Cold Ice Demon Fruit contained terrifying ice-attribute demon power; one grain in the stomach could freeze an eighth-rank Nascent Soul stage great demon into cold ice.

The plate on the right contained the top-grade demon fruit, the Flame Demon Fruit, produced in the Flame Sea of the Moyu. The fire-attribute demon power contained in one Flame Demon Fruit was enough to burn an eighth-rank Nascent Soul stage great demon into ashes.

The plate in the middle contained the top-grade demon fruit, the Thunder Light Demon Fruit, produced in the Thunder Origin Valley of the Moyu. Each Thunder Light Demon Fruit contained rich thunder and lightning power, and some Spirit Severing stage great demons often used the thunder light within this fruit to temper their demon souls.

Monkey King Great Sage Sun thought for a moment and had an idea.

He clapped his hands and said: "Good. Let's bet, but you have to eat all three plates of demon fruits on the table and drink this flagon of fine liquor to count as your win."

After speaking, he raised his hand, and a flagon of liquor emitting black mist landed on the table.

This liquor emitting black mist was the famous Seven-Step Soul-Severing Liquor of the demon race. This liquor was brewed from the fifth-grade demon herb Seven-Step Intestine-Breaking Grass mixed with forty-nine types of demon fruits.

This liquor was highly toxic; any demon race below the tenth rank would die within seven steps of touching a drop. Even those above the tenth rank would suffer great damage to their cultivation if they touched a drop.

However, although this liquor was poisonous, it could help great demons above the tenth rank temper their souls.

Therefore, this kind of poisonous liquor was the favorite of high-rank great demons.

Zhang Xingyu looked at the flagon emitting black mist, feeling hesitant in his heart.

The three plates of demon fruits on the table were fine; relying on the system's help, he could definitely handle them easily.

But he wasn't sure about this flagon of poisonous liquor on the table. After all, the system boss wasn't omnipotent.

Monkey King Great Sage Sun looked at Zhang Xingyu's expression and couldn't help but laugh loudly: "Weak human, I knew you wouldn't dare to bet. However, this can be considered a wise move. Let me tell you, if you eat any one of these three types of demon fruits, you might lose your life. As for my flagon of Seven-Step Soul-Severing Liquor, you'll have your intestines broken and stomach rotted, and your body and soul will perish if you touch even a drop."

Zhang Xingyu's expression was a bit ugly.

Damn it, he was mocked by a monkey.

Just at this moment, Demon King Harry's voice suddenly came into his mind: "Bet with him!"

Bet with him?

Zhang Xingyu looked at Demon King Harry.

Demon King Harry nodded at him gently.

Damn, Seven-Step Soul-Severing Liquor, huh. Is this dead demon trying to kill me?

Just at this moment, Demon King Harry transmitted her voice to him again: "The Thunder Light Demon Fruit can neutralize the toxicity of the Seven-Step Soul-Severing Liquor. So, if you use the Thunder Light Demon Fruit to drink the liquor, you will absolutely be fine."

Seeing Demon King Harry's certainty, Zhang Xingyu looked up at the Monkey King.

Monkey King Great Sage Sun was laughing happily, but he was terrified by his determined gaze.

"Do you want to bet?" Monkey King Great Sage Sun asked weakly.

"Of course," Zhang Xingyu replied.

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Monkey King Great Sage Sun asked again.

"What's there to be afraid of in death?" Zhang Xingyu raised his head, looking fearless.

Hearing this, Monkey King Great Sage Sun wilted.

It was the first time he had encountered a weak human who wasn't afraid of death.

And this weak human had a sister behind him whose cultivation was comparable to a Demon Emperor.

Monkey King Great Sage Sun just wanted to regain some face; he wasn't stupid enough to poison Zhang Xingyu to death.

"Great Sage Sun. I agree to your bet. If I win, I want the golden cudgel in your hand," Zhang Xingyu said to Monkey King Great Sage Sun.

"No, no. This golden cudgel is my livelihood," Monkey King Great Sage Sun shook his head hurriedly.

"This fellow Daoist, I advise you not to bet. The Seven-Step Intestine-Breaking Liquor is very poisonous. With your cultivation, you won't be able to withstand it," Great Sage Sun reminded him kindly.

"You don't need to worry about that. Tell me, are you afraid to bet or are you reluctant to part with your stick? If you are afraid to bet, admit defeat quickly. If you are reluctant to part with your stick, you can bet with some other treasures," Zhang Xingyu urged.

"Who said I'm afraid to bet?" Monkey King Great Sage Sun's fiery eyes widened.

He spat out a golden flame from his mouth: "See, this is the World-Purifying Demon Fire. This fire is a treasure bestowed upon me by Emperor Jin. But fellow Daoist, I want to kindly remind you again. Losing a bit of face is nothing; don't lose your life for a moment of impulse."

World-Purifying Demon Fire?

Zhang Xingyu's heart immediately became eager.

The World-Purifying Demon Fire was one of the top-tier flames in this world. If he obtained this flame, his spiritual root attribute might advance further.

"Bet!"

Zhang Xingyu's eyes were red, and while roaring, he reached for the flagon and the Thunder Origin Demon Fruit on the table.