Chapter 123: Teasing the Peng Demon in the Prison Phoenix Cage; Gnashing Teeth over a Strange Origin [4k]

Meng Huai?

After Jiao Mowang spoke, Fang Longye had already ceased his humiliation of the Great Peng beneath his feet.

He continued to step on the Great Peng, suppressing its resistance, while turning his face to look at the figure who had arrived not far away.

The newcomer was wreathed in wind, thunder, and clouds, creating a hazy glow. Frost-like patterns extended to both sides, resembling wings spread wide; the feathers were vivid, crystal-clear, and refreshing, suffused with a purple-green mist.

It was precisely Meng Huai, the "old acquaintance" he had been thinking of earlier.

Fang Longye narrowed his eyes; this fellow certainly had good fortune!

Just looking at his strength, it was completely renewed, a difference as vast as clouds and mud compared to before.

More importantly, Fang Longye glanced at the Great Peng, who was feigning unconsciousness beneath his feet; it had actually gotten mixed up with this well-connected bird-man and was even calling him brother.

Truly good luck.

As for that form of address, it further confirmed his conjecture regarding the other identity of the Great Peng beneath his feet.

This one under his foot was indeed the third of the future Seven Great Sages—Peng Mowang.

"Huntian?"

Fang Longye chuckled, kicked him again, and teased, "You, too, are worthy of using this title?"

He withdrew his left foot from its body, and seeing no reaction, laughed: "Alright, stop playing dead! Get up if you're going to get up!"

"Your brother here won't lower himself to the level of a child~"

"Ah!" Hearing this, Peng Mowang knew he could not pass this shameful moment by feigning unconsciousness, so he let out a loud shout and spread his wings, intending to flee.

Yet, he did not expect that after flapping his wings a few times and escaping only a few hundred thousand miles, Jiao Mowang would reach out and scoop him up as if catching a small sparrow, shrinking him down and holding him in his palm.

Seeing this scene, Fang Longye's eyes constricted, and he felt a sense of awe in his heart.

This move, so calm and effortless, was truly terrifying.

Although he had long known that the gap in strength between himself and the Golden Immortal Realm Jiao Mowang must be as vast as the heavens and the abyss.

But seeing him make a move with his own eyes still made one's heart tremble.

He then smiled inwardly, realizing he had fallen into a mental trap again. How long had he lived, and how long had the other lived?

He didn't even amount to a fraction of the other's age.

How could they be compared? Given Jiao Mowang's background, he naturally only ascended to the Golden Immortal Realm after reversing his Five Qi in the Chest to the Innate state during the True Immortal stage.

Things like fighting across realms or defying those in higher stages were only applicable to ordinary cultivators.

A Tsinghua undergraduate can only crush ordinary first or second-tier university students; can they really be mentioned in the same breath as a Peking University graduate student? "Alright! Stop playing dead!" Jiao Mowang looked at Peng Mowang, who was the size of a sparrow in his palm, lying there like a corpse. "If you apologize to Brother Fang, everything will be settled!"

"Hmph!"

Seeing that playing dead wouldn't work, Peng Mowang "came back to life," leaped up, and hopped about in Jiao Mowang's palm.

"Senior Brother, it was just my carelessness earlier. Let me spar with him again. This time, we will bring out our Spirit Treasures for a contest. I don't believe I could lose to him again!"

Peng Mowang was not convinced in his heart; he had indeed been arrogant before, fighting empty-handed.

By the time he realized things were going poorly and was about to summon his Spirit Treasure, his intentions were seen through, and he was countered, unable to even summon his Spirit Treasure before being restrained on the ground.

It was too humiliating!

If he had used his Spirit Treasure from the start, the situation would definitely have been completely different.

"Oh? Is that so?" Fang Longye walked over and summoned the Cai Xian Sword; its sharp edge brushed past the other, giving him a fright.

"Senior Brother, let me go!" Peng Mowang struggled and flew about in Jiao Mowang's palm, but he could not escape the restraint.

Fang Longye feigned a ferocious, wicked smile: "What a beautiful little sparrow! It just so happens I have a Spirit Treasure here that is especially suited for you. It's a perfect match~"

Ignoring Meng Huai, who had already arrived at their side, he secretly winked at Jiao Mowang and summoned the Spirit Treasure, the Prison Phoenix Cage.

A small, exquisite birdcage appeared in his hand, engraved with dragon-scale patterns, while thousands upon thousands of rays of light shot out and intersected, forming an airtight light barrier.

The pearl ornaments were brilliant, shining like bright radiance, haloed in seven colors. The entire birdcage was incomparably exquisite and magnificent.

Seeing this, Peng Mowang understood his intentions and shouted: "Thief, how dare you!"

Feeling the cage's suppressive effect on him, Peng Mowang struggled incessantly, even wanting to summon his trump-card Spirit Treasure to break free from his senior brother's restraint.

Unfortunately, Jiao Mowang had long since used his Dharma to seal all his abilities, and as he had not yet reached the Golden Immortal Realm, he was powerless to escape.

Jiao Mowang handed the Peng Mowang in his palm over to Fang Longye, feigning a cold face as he said: "Little Junior Brother, I, too, am of dragon descent."

Fang Longye smiled broadly as he activated the Prison Phoenix Cage, locking Peng Mowang inside.

A great humiliation! A great humiliation! Peng Mowang looked at the birdcage, which had become vast and boundless in his eyes, and looked up at Fang Longye and the others, who appeared as tall as Pangu.

He was so ashamed he truly wanted to faint away.

Fang Longye used his finger to lightly tease Peng Mowang in the cage, laughing: "Little friend, it's better to just obediently admit defeat and apologize! Your brother here won't make things difficult for you; you don't need to use a Spirit Treasure to apologize. Just use these feathers of yours as an offering!"

Peng Mowang glared with wide eyes in the cage, "A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated. Even if I die trapped in this prison, or bash my head against these cage walls, I will never compromise!"

"Oh? Is that so?" Fang Longye's eyes shifted slightly, his fingertips suffused with the Yin and Yang Two Qis, flickering in and out, as he said with a beaming smile: "Given your background, little friend, you should have heard of Inverting Yin and Yang, right?"

"So what if I've heard of it?" Peng Mowang said disdainfully.

He had regained his composure by now; given his own background, it was impossible for Fang Longye to do anything to him. Naturally, he became unconcerned again.

Hmph! Even if you let this young master out now, this young master won't leave! I'll make you kneel on the ground and beg me to leave; if you don't kowtow a hundred or eighty times, see if I pay you any mind.

"Wait!" Just as he was about to close his eyes to rest and ignore Fang Longye's teasing, a flash of inspiration suddenly struck Peng Mowang's mind, and he thought of a terrifying method.

'Inverting Yin and Yang' can cause the heavens and earth to lose their order and the sun and moon to lose their regularity; it is like saying to invert right and wrong, and confuse black and white. It is called the Divine Prison Heavenly Calamity, the inn of all things, and the reversal of the universe.

The distinction between male and female is also within the Yin and Yang universe.

"You wouldn't be planning to—" He looked at Fang Longye's wicked, mischievous smile, and a look of terror appeared in Peng's eyes.

"Congratulations, you guessed it!" Fang Longye laughed maliciously, "From now on, your senior brother will have one more little junior sister!"

"Don't worry, I have delved quite deeply into the path of Yin and Yang. This divine ability of Inverting Yin and Yang is one I am quite proficient in. There shouldn't be any mistakes."

"Hehe~ You look quite handsome; I imagine that after Yin and Yang are inverted, you will definitely be a peerless beauty. I wouldn't mind; by then, with your status, being a concubine of mine would be more than enough."

"Oh, right! You mentioned earlier the karmic connection between me and your Father God; I imagine he would also be very happy to be my father-in-law, wouldn't he?"

Fang Longye examined Peng Mowang with a smile on his face, and Peng Mowang immediately felt a chill run through his entire body.

The playful smile that had originally been on Fang Longye's face turned into a lecherous grin in his eyes.

"Big Brother! I was wrong! Isn't it just my feathers you want? Take them! If that's not enough, just wait for me to grow more, and you can take them whenever you like!"

In his original form, Peng Mowang's legs went weak, and he knelt down, his wings flapping against the ground, his raised roc head hanging low as he sobbed incessantly.

Feeling Fang Longye's gaze lingering on him, he trembled even more violently.

I surrender, okay? Spare me!

... The sea of clouds was vast, atop the Green Leaf Dharma Boat.

Qingli happily fiddled with the bundle of feathers in her hands, each one golden, crystal clear, and wreathed in a faint glow.

A halo-like light burst forth, reflecting into the surroundings, suffusing the air with a crimson gold that caused the void to start Generating Light.

She felt the sharpness and toughness within, as well as the essence of wind and thunder swirling around them.

A fine treasure! Whether added to a sword blade or combined to refine a strange, composite Spirit Treasure sword array, it would be a good choice~

Such a treasure, and there are two more harvests to be had!

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at Peng Mowang beside her.

Peng Mowang, this arrogant scion, had already transformed into human form, and at this moment, he sat primly to the side like a shy young bride, head bowed and silent.

"Alright! Stop acting like a little bride, making it seem like my Young Master did something to you! What, do you really want to be sisters with me?"

No longer fearing the suppression of their types, she teased him with a light laugh.

"Nonsense!" Peng Mowang raised his head, and seeing the feathers in her hand, he said with shame and anger.

Seeing his fierce-in-appearance-but-weak-in-reality posture, Qingli did not tease him further.

After all, having gained much insight while following Fang Longye, she knew the noble status of the youth before her.

She was, after all, only a maid; relying on her master's prestige to tease him a little was fine, but if she went too far, it would be crossing the line, and she would inevitably suffer for it later.

After all, regardless of anything else, based on background alone, this youth was destined to be brothers with her own Young Master.

Her status was not equal to his.

She was still very clear about this point.

While the two were bickering, at the bow of the Green Leaf Dharma Boat, Fang Longye looked at the ever-changing sea of clouds and remarked to Meng Huai beside him: "I hadn't expected, Brother Meng, that you would have such an encounter."

"Indeed! I also didn't expect to be favored by Big Brother Huntian and taken in as a younger brother. He even healed the injuries on my body. It truly is a miraculous stroke of fortune."

Fang Longye thought to himself, it certainly is a miraculous stroke of fortune! Previously, from the memories of the original Longxiang Wang—now Longxiang Jiangjun—after learning of his final injured state, he had concluded that he had already become someone else's "opportunity and fortune"!

He hadn't expected such luck, to encounter Peng Mowang just as he left Beiming Palace and was heading to the Demon Master Mansion.

Fang Longye looked at the aura of fortune above his head; hmm, it indeed had a certain air to it.

"Since you just said you were willing to take his place, I have an impertinent request, and I hope Brother Meng will grant it."

"Dragon Lord, please speak plainly."

Fang Longye pondered for a moment, and a ray of light flashed, sinking into his mind.

"So that's what it is, no wonder it was so difficult for the Dragon Lord. This matter shall be as the Dragon Lord says; I will reconcile with that Longxiang from now on, and let bygones be bygones."

Meng Huai smiled nonchalantly.

"Then many thanks for your magnanimity, Brother Meng!" Seeing him so open-minded, Fang Longye couldn't help but blush.

In fact, both sides knew that the matter of Peng Mowang did not require Meng Huai to make any further sacrifices.

What Fang Longye said just now was purely an excuse. Meng Huai doing this was clearly giving him, Fang Longye, face.

Of course, this was also because Meng Huai's injuries were now fully recovered, and he had even made great progress. Otherwise, he would not have reconciled so easily with his former enemy, Longxiang.

"Later, when I return to my dojo, please accompany me, Brother Meng, to tour the scenery of Cangmang Mountain. It will be just the right time for this Longxiang to personally apologize to you."

"That wouldn't be necessary, would it?"

"It is only right; this is already letting him off easy," Fang Longye waved his hand and said.

If I don't do this, how can I win over the hearts of my subordinates? Seeing Fang Longye insist, Meng Huai had no choice but to agree.

After the two sides reminisced, Fang Longye turned and walked to Peng Mowang, patted his shoulder, and smiled: "Now, we can be considered to have become friends through fighting! I wonder, would I have the honor of inviting Brother Huntian to visit my dojo?"

As soon as Fang Longye's hand touched his shoulder, Peng Mowang felt a chill and forced a smile: "That won't be necessary!"

"What? Do you look down on me?" Fang Longye's expression darkened.

"No, absolutely not~" Peng Mowang's body shook, and he denied it repeatedly.

"That's good! Don't worry, the scenery of Cangmang Mountain is quite good." Only then did Fang Longye reveal a warm smile, looking like a big brother from next door.

After a friendly exchange between the two, Peng Mowang naturally became "overjoyed" and "full of anticipation" for the upcoming trip to Cangmang Mountain.

Seeing Jiao Mowang on the side of the Green Leaf Dharma Boat looking at him with a smile, Fang Longye immediately walked over.

Arriving at his side, looking at the clouds rolling and unfurling outside the Dharma Boat, he turned his head and smiled: "I have let you see a joke, Brother Daoist!"

Jiao Mowang shook his head and expressed his apologies.

"This little junior brother of mine is a creature born from a dream of my master.

Although he belongs to a Honghuang exotic species, he is only one step away from being an innate creature. As long as he advances to Golden Immortal, he can naturally transform into an innate creature.

But he is still young and quite ignorant of the ways of the world; thank you for your tolerance, Fellow Daoist!"

"You are too polite, Brother Daoist! To have such good fortune and such an encounter is already extraordinary. A little mischief will fade with time. I certainly won't take it to heart~"

Fang Longye waved his hands repeatedly, his face calm and composed. Inside, however, there were surging waves.

He had heard of the theory of attaining the Dao in a dream, and the story of Zhuangzi dreaming of a butterfly was a household name, whether in his past life or the present.

But he had never expected that even a phantom dream could give birth to an innate creature.

What kind of means was this? At the same time, he couldn't help but feel envious of Peng Mowang.

Good heavens, it turns out that while I have gone through all sorts of hardships and am still only at the threshold of transformation, for him, it is just a matter of advancing to Golden Immortal and he can naturally achieve it? Damn it!

I must find an opportunity to beat him up two more times!...

Beiju Luzhou.

The base of the Demon Master Mansion.

Divine Light from the mountains shone down, illuminating the forests and rocks; it was as if they had been washed by autumn waters, with a quiet, lingering color, serene and peaceful.

In an instant, golden light burst forth, suddenly surging upward, lushly carrying cloud vapor, while rosy mists rose all around; a light gate appeared and disappeared, until finally, its textures were before the eyes, its mottled patterns clearly visible.

Amidst pleasant celestial music, the gate slowly opened, and Fang Longye and his group appeared upon the original Cloud Platform.

The previously bored Demon Immortal who possessed the Bloodline of Xiangliu rubbed his eyes upon seeing the two "little ancestors" beside Fang Longye.

Looking at him, who wore a face of astonishment, Fang Longye smiled indifferently.

Jiao Mowang spoke up: "Liuxiang Zunzhe, why not hurry and take us to register and leave an image for Brother Fang?"

Liu Xiang was naturally very familiar with Jiao Mowang, and although he did not particularly care for this fellow traveler from the North Sea Dragon Palace, there was no help for it—who told him to have such an exalted status?

What's more, the other person beside him was a genuine member of the Beiming Palace, so he naturally had to restrain his temperament and mutter his assent.

The first chapter today~ The second chapter will probably be after 12 o'clock.

(End of this chapter)