Chapter 1058: Longevity: My Farming-Style Cultivation Is Too Steady Chapter 1058: All Caught in One Net

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

Bestowal!

A bestowal from a Demon God's descendant—could that be anything ordinary?

Upon hearing this, the Bone Emperor's eyes beneath its bone armor suddenly brightened.

It muttered softly under its breath while quickly departing.

"All demons, gather at once!"

Soon, the summons to gather the demons echoed throughout the entire Crack Valley.

The one-horned wolf demons dozing at the cave mouths all raised their heads; the demon pigs grazing at the valley floor stopped chewing; and the double-headed eagles circling in the air folded their wings and dove down.

A large number of low-cultivation demons swarmed out from the caves in the rock walls.

Some still had unconsumed food in their mouths, others still had wet mud dug up from the valley floor clinging to their bodies, but upon receiving the Demon Emperor's notification, they immediately put down everything in their hands.

More than ten Demon Kings also rushed out from their own caves, landing one after another behind the Bone Emperor; while their postures were respectful, their eyes held a measure of curiosity and anticipation.

Among them, few had ever seen a true descendant of the Demon God.

First, their numbers were few.

Second, they rarely left the Demon Realm.

This time, everyone saw it.

The Five-Colored Peacock, its tail screen flowing with rosy light, bore a noble and lofty bearing.

Every detail perfectly matched their imagination of a "superior being."

Nearly a thousand demons packed the deepest part of the Crack Valley, all looking up at the Five-Colored Peacock, their gazes filled with both reverence and admiration.

"Is that the Demon God's descendant?"

"It looks truly extraordinary!"

"What do you think… the bestowal will be?"

A few bold Demon Kings were already whispering about what the bestowal might be.

Xu Zhangqing swept his gaze across this sea of demons without changing expression; the five-colored rosy light on his tail screen flowed, shrouding the entire area in shifting light and shadow.

Next, he opened his mouth and spat out a dark red magic tool shaped like a gourd, which flew from his mouth and hovered spinning above the demons' heads.

"What is this?"

The Bone Emperor looked up at the Blood Gourd, a hint of confusion appearing on its face beneath the bone armor.

It—or all the demons here—felt no Demon God-level pressure from this Blood Gourd, nor any scent of medicinal power, nor any refreshing fragrance; instead, an extremely faint, malicious aura spread through the air.

The Bone Emperor hesitated for a moment, unable to suppress its curiosity, and asked softly, "Sir… this treasure of yours, could it possibly temper the flesh body?"

Xu Zhangqing lowered his peacock head, a hint of coldness appearing in his eyes: "For demons, it indeed has the effect of tempering the flesh body!"

Before the Bone Emperor could digest the meaning of these words, the Blood Gourd hovering in mid-air suddenly flipped over.

Then, a terrifying suction force surged out from the gourd's mouth like an invisible abyss maw opening wide.

It was not wind, not qi, but a pure Swallowing Power.

The demons near the gourd's mouth didn't even have time to scream before being sucked into the gourd; the moment they were drawn in, they instantly turned into a wisp of Blood Mist.

Several one-horned wolf demons dug their claws into the ground, their nails screeching against the stone, and were uprooted one after another, sucked in along with the rubble.

The demon pig ran desperately in the opposite direction, its hooves scraping so fast they left afterimages, but the suction grabbed it from behind, flipping its entire body backward; it shrank smaller and smaller in mid-air until it finally became a cluster of exploding Blood Mist.

Several Demon Kings reacted quickly, simultaneously releasing powerful demonic power to try to stabilize themselves.

One Demon King gritted his teeth, drew a bone saber, and plunged it into the ground, his veins bulging as he stubbornly refused to be sucked away.

The Bone Emperor reacted; the dark red patterns on its bone armor instantly lit up, its entire body like a bone mountain, hard as it endured this suction force.

But the ground beneath its feet collapsed inch by inch under the tug of the suction.

It raised its head; on that face covered by bone armor was written utter disbelief and anger.

But that peacock face showed no expression at all; its pupils held neither killing intent nor pity, only a calmness that had reached the extreme of indifference.

"You… are not…"

It only realized this now, but it was too late.

The Bone Emperor's roar was torn apart by the suction in its throat.

The ground beneath its feet also collapsed with a boom under the tugging, and its entire body, along with the Demon Kings who clung desperately to the ground, was sucked into the gourd together.

No matter how unwilling, in the end it was wrapped, decomposed, and swallowed.

Within just a few breaths, the scene fell silent; only the Blood Gourd remained spinning in mid-air, though the patterns on it had brightened by several degrees compared to before.

Nearly a thousand demons, from beginning to end, not a single one escaped.

Xu Zhangqing caught the Blood Gourd, then weighed it, sensing the increased Blood Qi within, and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad."

One Demon Emperor plus ten Demon Kings and a thousand demons was enough for it to digest for a while.

However, if he wanted the Blood Gourd to evolve further, this amount was still far from enough.

Looking at the slightly warm Blood Gourd, he suddenly realized that, without noticing, he was about to refine it into his natal Magic Treasure.

And what came next would naturally be much simpler.

Xu Zhangqing collected the six stone tablets, along with all usable materials, such as Star Pattern Profound Silver, Ink Bone Jade Fragments, that withered bamboo broken branch still seeping green light, and several unidentified but clearly non-ordinary ores.

Then, deep in the cave, in the Bone Emperor's private storage, he scavenged several storage bags filled with spirit stones and pills that had hardly been used.

He swallowed everything into his mouth, then swept through the silent Crack Valley nest once more, confirming nothing was missed and not a single fish had slipped through the net, before spreading his wings; the five-colored rosy light flashed a few times, and he turned into a streak of light, swiftly departing.

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Kong Fang was meditating with his eyes closed, appearing calm and composed.

At this moment, the Chuan Xin bird landed and reported the changes at the Circular Mountain Ruins in full detail.

Wan Ku Zhenjun broke free from confinement, killed two Demon Kings, and seized a stone tablet.

After listening, Kong Fang did not even lift his eyelids, and said lightly: "Just an evil cultivator; send two Demon Emperors to hunt him down."

But not long after, the second piece of news arrived close behind.

Of the seven stone tablets unearthed from Ring Mountain, one was seized by Wan Ku Zhenjun, and the remaining six stored in the Crack Valley Nest were all gone.

Not only were the stone tablets gone, but nearly a thousand demonic beasts, including Bone Emperor himself, had all vanished.

The nest was empty inside, with no corpses, no bloodstains, no signs of battle—only rings of spiral cracks remaining on the ground.

Hearing this news, Kong Fang finally opened his eyes; seven-colored light flowed through his seven-colored pupils, revealing a hint of surprise: "The stone tablets, Bone Emperor, the demonic beasts—all gone?"

The Chuan Xin bird nodded: "Yes, all gone!"

Hearing this, Kong Fang fell silent.

Although Bone Emperor was not the strongest Demon Emperor, being able to establish himself in the Demon Realm, he was by no means an ordinary figure.

What kind of opponent could silently kill Bone Emperor along with all the demonic beasts in the entire nest?