Chapter 123 - 108: The Grand Finale

The Jade-faced Princess sighed in her heart, King Niumo was right, that was the prevailing ideology among the Demon Clan nowadays, for people of the Demon Clan who believe in the survival of the fittest, appearance doesn’t matter, strength does.

However, her people from the Fox Clan still retained aesthetic preferences closer to those of the Human Clan, favoring the beautiful, and she could only hide these thoughts deep within her heart as she looked at King Niumo by her side.

"Right, didn’t Your Majesty also mention someone? How is he doing now?" the Jade-faced Princess asked with great curiosity.

"Are you talking about Lin Fang, Fellow Taoist? If nothing unexpected happened, this fellow should still be in Flame Mountain, practicing his cultivation," King Niumo guessed after some thought.

"Practicing cultivation in Flame Mountain is not something ordinary people can achieve. I didn’t expect this guy named Lin Fang to be so formidable," voiced the Jade-faced Princess in pretended surprise, but in reality, she wished to probe into Lin Fang’s background.

"Formidable? Back in the day, my Red Boy was already venturing deep into Flame Mountain to practice supernatural powers at a young age," King Niumo said with a face full of pride upon mentioning his son.

"That damn monkey, the cursed Bi Mawen, he actually disregarded our brotherly bond and harmed my son, I will never reconcile with him," King Niumo fumed with anger when talking about Red Boy, his exceptional son, who now cannot return home, deepening his resentment towards Sun Wukong in his heart.

"Your Majesty, please don’t be angry, we can settle scores with him when we see him in the future," the Jade-faced Princess quickly changed the subject, as she was the one behind the scenes when Red Boy ran away from home. If King Niumo was reminded of the past, he might develop animosity against her.

"Speaking of which, just what kind of person is this Lin Fang? I’ve never heard of his reputation in the Three Realms, as if he just appeared out of nowhere."

Only then did King Niumo shake his head and say, "This person’s origin is mysterious, and not many have seen his true face. The first time his name became known in the Three Realms was not long ago, when he was wanted by the Buddhist Sect. Everyone thought he would soon be captured without a fight, but to everyone’s surprise, even a Gālan with a Buddhist Disciple couldn’t subdue him, and instead, he lost his trail."

"If he hadn’t revealed himself this time, I wouldn’t have imagined that he would dare to do the opposite of what is expected and come to Xiniu Continent."

Considering Lin Fang’s choice, King Niumo also secretly admired him, as it was a decision that required great courage and wisdom.

Listening to King Niumo’s recount, the Jade-faced Princess said with growing curiosity, "When can Your Majesty bring this Fellow Taoist over for a visit? I would also like to meet this rising star of the Three Realms."

"Haha, this Fellow Taoist looks elegant and has a noble demeanor. I suppose he would be very popular with your people from the Fox Clan," King Niumo commented.

"Is that so, then I look forward to it even more!" the Jade-faced Princess exclaimed.

The mysterious figure, a supreme miscreant stepping over the ranks of the Buddhist Sect and now being discussed by the two, was enduring untold miseries in Flame Mountain.

As time went on, the effectiveness of the Banana Fan gradually waned, and the flames of Flame Mountain flared up once again, making Lin Fang’s days even harder.

Fortunately, after this period of practice of cultivation, his flesh was gradually getting used to the scorching temperature. He looked down at his arm and saw that his flesh was beginning to show the color of glazed glass, indicating significant improvement in the practice of his physical body.

Lin Fang was seen with his eyes tightly shut, mana surging through him, surrounded by countless flames that occasionally took the form of various animals. He was taking this opportunity to practice his art of fire control.

After all, compared to those with deep backgrounds, his supernatural powers were still slightly lacking, which is why he did not want to miss such a good opportunity.

It took him a long time before he finally opened his eyes, the fiery energy on his body instantly vanishing without a trace. The flames here could no longer serve the purpose of training. It was time to move deeper.

He slowly moved forward, and as soon as he set out, a turbulent sea of fire appeared before him, searing flames rushing straight towards his face.

However, by this time, Lin Fang was no longer the novice he had been when he first entered Flame Mountain. With just a thought, the wildly dancing flames in the air seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand, constantly changing into various shapes.

The flames were then sucked into the Glazed Pagoda above Lin Fang’s head, which itself had undergone a change. The once crystal-clear tower now bore semi-visible flaming patterns, absorbing any flames that came near, using them as nourishment for its evolution.

It could be said that if Lin Fang wished, just with the pagoda above his head, he could enter into the deeper parts of Flame Mountain.

He began a new round of practice of cultivation while carefully controlling the intensity of the flames.

Time flew, years passed like a shuttle. It had been a long time since Lin Fang entered Flame Mountain. During this period, the most prominent occurrence in this area was the alliance of King Niumo and Bibo Pond.

Nobody expected these two forces, which had no relation to each other, to silently form allies. Suddenly, it caused upheaval, as many people sensed an ominous aura spreading throughout the region. The more perceptive monsters had already started to flee.

But in the current Three Realms, unless one crossed the ocean to Luzhou in the North, where else could the Monster Clan find paradise? The Heavenly Court, pervasive in its reach, and the Buddhist Sect, ever-expanding, were relentlessly squeezing the living space of the Demon Clan.

Ever since the rebellion in Huaguo Mountain against the Heavenly Court five hundred years ago, the Demon Clan had been severely weakened and had not yet recovered.

Now that King Niumo was rising again, he attracted many Demon Clan people who were unwilling to lead ordinary lives. He was accepting anyone willing to join him against the Buddhist Sect. Regardless of their quality, King Niumo welcomed all, resulting in a mix of the good and the bad. It actually made things seem dark and chaotic.

"King, this can’t go on, those newcomers don’t understand our rules at all, and many have already come to me to complain," complained a werewolf-like monster standing before King Niumo.

This was King Niumo’s trusted aide, his real-life housekeeper.

"Old Wolf, soothe the brothers’ spirits. If those fools want to make trouble, let them. They will make the best cannon fodder and will face the first wave of the Buddhist Sect’s attacks. As for our brothers, their lives are more precious and should step back," said King Niumo, looking towards the West with a deep tone.

"Just them, I’m afraid they’ll fall apart at a single touch," Old Wolf said disdainfully, not expecting much from their combat effectiveness.

"It is just to probe the strength of the Buddhist Sect, to have an idea of how formidable they have become now. Tell the brothers, out of consideration for the imminent deaths of this group, to be a bit more tolerant," King Niumo said with a smile.

Old Wolf nodded upon hearing this, lifted his head to look West, where thick dark clouds seemed to be rolling in, blanketing his heart with the oppressive atmosphere of dark clouds over the city.

He knew that the arrival of the Buddhist Sect was not far off.