Chapter 57

A thousand peaks crowd and cluster, ten thousand ravines are steep and sheer.

In this Beiju Luzhou, amidst rugged mountains and treacherous waters, one spiritual mountain and treasure land after another interweave, with each Demon King marking out their own territory. They appear to have no dealings with one another, yet in reality, they all have intersections.

After all, this is a continent secretly controlled by the Demon Master Mansion, a top-tier power.

How could they allow the Demon Clan beneath them to blindly slaughter one another?

Those minor demons who have not yet reached the Immortal Realm are naturally left to fight continuously, using the cruel environment to screen and temper the elites within.

Once they reach the Immortal Realm and above, however, the landscape is quite different.

It is not that the big shots directly restrict the demon immortals beneath them from killing each other; that is something even the Human Race cannot achieve.

Let alone this Demon Clan, which is inherently formed from the convergence of the ten thousand races of Honghuang and is fraught with contradictions.

The various killings and struggles brought about by opportunities and grudges cannot be eliminated by anyone. But if it is merely a pointless dispute arising from a lack of ordinary cultivation resources, it can naturally be mitigated.

The upper-echelon figures among the Demon Clan, for the sake of the clan's development, directly negotiated with the upper-echelon figures of various powers from other continents.

They spread out Yaofang markets across Beiju Luzhou to trade with forces from other continents and seize various specialty resources.

They even set a rule that no fighting is allowed within the markets, giving some weak demon clans a glimmer of hope.

"Looking at it this way, these various Demon Kings of Beiju Lu are like wealthy country squires. And these Yaofang scattered everywhere are just like the towns and cities of the Human Race. Interesting~"

"Then does this count as us wealthy country squires entering the city?"

High above the clouds, inside a Treasure Chariot, with Yuding incense lingering, Fang Longye recalled the inside information he knew about Beiju Lu and chuckled, his tone carrying a teasing intent.

Fang Longye understood that a place like a Yaofang would inevitably be a mix of fish and dragons.

But it is precisely this kind of place that is where he, possessing the Equivalent Balance, can maneuver and show off his skills.

……

A Cuiwei Shangu.

Mountain trees entwine, wild clouds hang low.

Fallen leaves dance upon the ground, pure smoke curls, the weather is cold and the frost-stones are gaunt.

The morning light is faint.

A waning moon still lingers in the sky.

From a winding mountain path at the foot of the mountain, leading straight into the valley, stone lamps are lit on both sides, extending all the way along.

They illuminate both sides of the mountain path as if it were broad daylight.

On the paulownia leaves, halos of light shimmer.

The path is bright and white, dotted with light, mixed with the cool morning breeze that brushes against one's clothes as they pass.

Although the mountain path is winding and narrow, the space above is extremely vast.

From time to time, various chariots pass through the sky, heading straight into the depths of the valley, filled with Divine Light and auspicious colors, with treasure light swirling.

Amidst a long line of a procession on the mountain path, a Primordial Spirit Realm crane spirit is looking with envy at a Treasure Chariot passing overhead.

"Hey, stop looking! Even if you keep looking, you won't have any dealings with a person of that status." A chicken demon standing next to him, seeing his dazed eyes, patted the crane demon on the shoulder and said.

The crane demon withdrew his gaze, came back to his senses, and sighed: "Didn't you notice? That noble person who just passed by, even the cloud chariot is a Dharma Treasure!"

"I also noticed that the one driving the chariot is a True Immortal female demon!" The chicken demon, who had witnessed the might of a True Immortal, said irritably, "Let us minor demons not be so ambitious; didn't you see that even Loose Immortals are honestly waiting in line?"

On the Treasure Chariot the two demons were talking about, Fang Longye looked at the long line below and clicked his tongue in admiration: "Sure enough, everyone wants to enter the 'city'!"

Among the many demon cultivators queuing below to enter the Yuyang Yaofang, there is no shortage of Loose Immortals.

These Loose Immortals, who are at least Mountain Lords outside, are indistinguishable from the crowd here at the Yaofang; where is there any sign of a Mountain Lord's demeanor?

As for those Primordial Spirit Realm cultivators, they don't even have the qualifications to enter this Yaofang independently. Most of them have to attach themselves to other demon immortals to gain the qualification to enter.

"By the way, are you sure that Yuyang Dawang, the founder of this Yuyang Yaofang, hates the wolf clan?" Looking at the six pale giant wolves in front of the carriage, with smoke beneath their feet, running in the air.

Inside the Treasure Chariot, Fang Longye looked at Hu Qiuyue, who was kneeling to his left, and asked with his head lowered.

Hu Qiuyue raised her head, her dark eyebrows moved slightly, and she smiled as she spoke: "Young Master, this matter is almost known to everyone in Yuyang Yaofang. Do you see any wolf demons below? Besides, what sheep demon would have a harmonious relationship with the wolf clan?"

Fang Longye curled his lips, thinking to himself that that might not be the case. Tigers, deer, and sheep can all call each other brothers and worship the Three Pure Ones together!

During the conversation, the Treasure Chariot had already reached the depths of the valley.

Qingshe drove the six pale giant wolves and landed in an open space.

She transmitted her voice to Fang Longye: "Young Master, look~ it seems many people have had the same thought as you."

Fang Longye looked out and saw that the depths of the valley were a huge square, where many cloud chariots and treasure carriages were parked. The beasts pulling the chariots were all wolf-type exotic beasts.

Compared to these wolf-riders, each with no small cultivation, the six pale wolf demon beasts he had carefully sought out were unremarkable, even a bit shabby.

Fortunately, the mid-grade Dharma Treasure cloud chariot he was sitting in added quite a few points.

It was not so out of place among these chariots.

Fang Longye's cloud chariot attracted the attention of a group of cultivators as soon as it entered the valley square.

It was hard not to notice.

A Dharma Treasure-level cloud chariot, a True Immortal Realm female attendant, and except for the wolf beasts pulling the car being a bit lackluster, everything else proved that this person's display was not small.

Seeing that beautiful attendant stop the chariot, she stood by bowing.

Then, two Loose Immortal Realm maids stepped down from the chariot and stood on both sides. After a long while, a handsome and extraordinary young man with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes appeared before everyone's eyes.

He had two pale golden dragon horns curved and standing on his forehead, his bearing was heroic, and he stood tall and proud.

Above his head, the pillar of luck was filled with clear light, with dots of golden light scattering; he was clearly a Dragon Prince of the Yuan Immortal realm.

"Another spoiled brat!" some True Immortal demons who traveled simply cursed inwardly.

At this time, a young man in a golden outfit, with his guards, walked up to Fang Longye, who had just stepped off the cloud chariot, bowed slightly, and said: "This younger brother is the fourth son of the Golden Toad King of Mingxi Mountain, I have met this Dao brother, but I do not know where your esteemed father holds his position?"

Fang Longye saw the bumps on the young man's forehead and thought to himself, you don't need to keep your father on your lips, I can guess you are a toad demon.

He waved his hand and signaled: "I am just a wild demon, unlike you, brother, who looks like a descendant of a famous family with a scholarly heritage."

"Where, where, no matter how great my father is, he is only a Demon King, how can he compare to the prominent family background of you, Dao brother." He thought to himself, do you think I am blind?

A True Immortal as a maid, a Dharma Treasure as a carriage, a Spirit Treasure as a robe, with a clear light of fortune atop the head, not stained by a shred of demon aura. You tell me this is a wild demon?

"I am truly just a wanderer from the mountains and wilds, Brother, you have genuinely misunderstood."

"I understand, I understand."

The Jin Feng had an expression of 'I understand'. Who wasn't here for this treasure appraisal assembly? This Dragon Prince refused to admit it openly, surely because this expenditure couldn't be seen in the light. This was coming to launder stolen goods! Sigh! Demon Kings and Dragon Kings are both 'Kings', yet they are as different as clouds and mud; who knows how much of the Heavenly Court's revenue his father has embezzled.

After some familiarity, Fang Longye finally understood that he had happened to catch the millennium-once-in-a-lifetime treasure appraisal Dharma assembly of this Yuyang Xianfang.

That was why so many cloud carriages and treasure carts were gathered here.

He felt secretly delighted at once; he did indeed want to be deliberately ostentatious, appearing as if he had someone backing him. But if possible, not being too abrupt would be more to his liking.

The current situation was just right.

This Jin Feng was a native of Beiju Luzhou, the fourth son of a Golden Immortal Great Demon from millions of miles away, and was also of Yuan Immortal cultivation.

After the two became familiar, Jin Feng looked at Fang Longye's cloud carriage and teased: "It seems you didn't do your homework before coming, Brother! You found these six wolf beasts at the last minute."

Fang Longye nodded in agreement, thinking to himself: "This isn't me failing to do my homework, it's that you demon-second-generations and immortal-second-generations are too extravagant; in order to cater to your preferences, you are simply insane."

Looking at the most magnificent cloud carriage, the one pulling the cart was actually a wolf demon of the Yuan Immortal Realm.

He felt speechless. This was Beiju Luzhou! The world of the Demon Clan; is it appropriate for you, a big shot, to do this? Sensing the undisguised aura within the cloud carriage, Fang Longye understood that this was a Demon Immortal.

This made him feel even more ironic. If you were a faction outside the Demon Clan, then it truly wouldn't matter; as long as you dared to do this in Beiju Luzhou, I would only feel respect. The key is that you are also of the Demon Clan! Seeing the Golden Immortal Realm Yuyang Dawang, you use a wolf demon to pull the cart. Then if you were to see a Golden Immortal of the wolf clan, would you directly roast a sheep demon as a greeting gift?

He felt more and more that the Demon Clan truly had no future. To do such things that slap one's own face, it's a pity that they are all Demon Immortals, yet they are so indifferent to it.

Just as he was pondering, the sound of a Golden Bell and jade chime came.

He felt his spirit stir, and saw a huge portal appear between the walls of the plaza, emitting five-colored halos and ripples.

Jin Feng reminded him: "Brother, the Yaofang has opened for business!"

"After settling down, you and I shall have time for a long talk~" Jin Feng returned to his own carriage and gestured back.

Fang Longye thought about such a scene and felt a chill all over.

But he couldn't say anything, so he could only smile at it.

Returning to the carriage, he immediately had Qingshe drive the cloud carriage. Following the crowd of cloud carriages, they passed through the light gate.

Amidst a lush and secluded valley, a great city stood majestically.

It was a thousand miles in circumference.

Inside the city.

One could see earth filled to form mountains and water diverted to form rivers, as if an entire landscape had been moved into the city.

On the mountains and rivers, various pavilions and towers were built, be it the Book Club Building, the Welcome Pavilion, the Water Pavilion, the Cloud Stepping Bridge, the Moon Playing Terrace, the Crape Myrtle Pavilion, or the Stream Pavilion, forming a beautiful sight. Outside, there were water channels winding around to protect it, sparkling with waves.

Below the water channels were layers of buildings, arranged in circles, connecting head to tail, extending all the way to the foot of the mountain, until at the bottom, it was like an ordinary city, with streets lined with various shops.

It did not look like a market, but rather like an immortal's mansion.

His Dharma Eye moved slightly, looking at the changes in the surroundings.

He saw circles and halos in the void, manifesting the Dharma principles of Yin and Yang, layer upon layer, with no lack of the circulation of the Five Elements.

Sensing with his primordial spirit, he saw that at the very center of the city, which was the highest point of the mountain, there were two grand auras.

One was cloud light and water vapor, misty and uncertain, a sea of green, with demon aura growing; the other was magnificent and imposing, its aura piercing the stars, as if it wanted to cut down the stars and shake Yin and Yang, changing at every moment.

Seeing Fang Longye staring at these two auras, Hu Qiuyue explained: "Young Master, that is Yuyang Dawang."

Fang Longye felt the other sharp and exposed Golden Immortal aura and asked: "And the other one?"

"That is a move by various factions outside the continent who have invested shares to check and supervise the Demon Workshop Master; every Yaofang has a corresponding resident guardian."

During their conversation, the cloud carriage had already arrived in the city, and following the guidance of the attendant riding the clouds and wind, they crossed the mountainside and stopped at a dedicated venue above the water channel.

Fang Longye slowly stood up and replied: "I originally thought that the Demon Workshop Master could have great autonomy, but now it seems he is more like a manager. I just don't know how much profit Yuyang Yaowang can get~"

"The Demon Workshop Master and the Demon Master Mansion split the profits four-six. Your Highness~" A hoarse voice came.

Fang Longye exited the cloud carriage and looked over, seeing an old man with a gray beard, dressed in black, bowing and standing in front of the cloud carriage, waiting quietly.

"Turtle demon~" Even though this old man did not have the appearance of wearing a Turtle Shell. His human form had no trace of turtle clan characteristics, but the miraculous nature of the Dragon Clan Bloodline still let him know at first sight that this was an old turtle.

"Ah? Why is it only sixty percent?" Caidie blurted out.

"Sixty percent belongs to the Demon Master Mansion~ don't talk nonsense if you don't understand." Fang Longye rolled his eyes.

Caidie stuck out her tongue in embarrassment.

"Your Highness, please follow me~" The old turtle with the gray beard gestured for him to follow.

Seeing this, Fang Longye took the three women and followed along.

"Is Yuyang Yaowang so attentive to guests? Selecting reception personnel according to our race?" Fang Longye asked.

"Your Highness, that is not the case." This True Immortal Realm old turtle shook his head.

"This old servant is a staff member of the North Sea Longgong in this Yaofang. That is why I came to welcome Your Highness~"

"Uh, that, you might have recognized the wrong person, I am not your Highness, and I have no connection with the North Sea Longgong." Fang Longye stopped and waved his hand.

"Heh~ Your Highness need not worry, just follow me, and I will explain slowly to Your Highness on the way." The old turtle chuckled and turned to say sincerely to Fang Longye.

Seeing this, Fang Longye followed his guidance, walking along the long corridor through the forest and across the stream.

"I address you as Your Highness because for all those of the Dragon Clan, the Water Tribe must address them as Your Highness. This has nothing to do with whether one is the offspring of their own Great King."

"Your Highness, you also know that my Dragon Clan descendants are all over the world. In order to take care of the growth of the Dragon Prince, as long as conditions permit, wherever there is a market, whether it is a Yaofang, Xianfang, or sea market or river fair, there will be Longgong personnel stationed there. These Longgong personnel include those from the Four Seas Longgong and the river Dragon Palaces. If they encounter a Dragon Prince, they will certainly provide hospitality."

"That, it seems I am only a flood dragon?"

The old turtle shook his head and said: "Whoever condenses a Dragon Pearl is of the Dragon Clan and will certainly be hosted. Moreover~, Your Highness, do you know Yinglong Laozu?"

Fang Longye nodded: "Naturally, I have some understanding of it in my bloodline inheritance."

The old turtle smiled slightly: "Then do you know that before Yinglong Laozu attained the Dao of Daluo, a True Dragon born to True Dragons would certainly be a True Dragon. But after Yinglong Laozu attained the Dao of Daluo, even if both parents are True Dragons, the Dragon Princes born have their own peculiarities, and those who are True Dragons the moment they are born are very few."

"Then what about the nine sons born to the Ancestral Dragon?"

"This old minister is not clear on that; after all, this old minister is merely a True Immortal. I only know that the nine sons of the Ancestral Dragon are a special case; there is likely some other hidden story behind it!"

While speaking, they had already arrived at a cloud-and-water pavilion, and the old turtle escorted Fang Longye and his party to a Treasure Pavilion within the garden.

Bowing in a salute, he said, "Your Highness, please rest well. There are still six months until the treasure appraisal meeting begins; if you have any needs, you may call for this old minister at any time."

He immediately took out a conch shell, handed it to Qingshe, who was by Fang Longye's side, and then took his leave.