Chapter 269 - 223 Jinhua Mansion

Lin Fang suddenly laughed and said, "Then you’ll need to hurry up. I have a child named Little Feng here who is also looking for Black Robe to seek revenge. If your practice of cultivation is too slow, he might not wait for you."

"Little Feng, the one who awakened his bloodline, if I’m not mistaken, he must be Howling Moon’s child," the Demon Master recalled and said after a pause.

After all, the phenomenon that day was quite astonishing, and that child was also a seed with boundless potential.

As long as he could grow up successfully, there would definitely be a place for him among the masters of the Three Realms.

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but look at Lin Fang with surprise, silently calculating. The power at Lin Fang’s disposal was already not to be underestimated; crucially, the monsters under his command had extraordinary potential. If they grew up, they might leap to become a major force in Luzhou in the North.

In the time that followed, Lin Fang and Feng Jiu continually roamed the lands of Luzhou in the North, gathering all the people who were once part of the Demon Court into the small world.

This turned the already vast small world gradually lively.

Meanwhile, in Jinhua Mansion of the Tianzhu Kingdom in Xiniu Continent, a group of men and women walked shoulder to shoulder.

Among them, the woman curiously surveyed everything around her, even being amazed for a long while after seeing a monk pass by.

"Alas, compared to here, the people of Luzhou in the North are truly pitiful," Feng Jiu sighed deeply.

In that moment, she finally understood that the reason she lost to the Jade Emperor was simply that Heaven and Earth favored the Human Clan more.

Compared to the Demon Clan, the Human Clan’s creativity and vitality were clearly stronger.

"This is only Xiniu Continent. When I have the chance, I’ll take you to Dongsheng Shenzhou to have a look; that’s the real place to be," Lin Fang said with a smile.

After gathering the people of the Demon Court in Luzhou in the North, he and Feng Jiu were brought to Xiniu Continent.

Although he did not know what the girl was up to, with such a strong protector to escort him, Lin Fang was quite willing to return to his old haunts to see how things were, wondering where Tang Monk and his disciples had reached by now.

The two of them wandered aimlessly in Jinhua Mansion, and as night fell, the city suddenly filled with more pedestrians, each one of them carrying colorful lanterns, strolling cheerfully along the streets.

"What custom is this?" Feng Jiu asked curiously.

Lin Fang had no choice but to grab a passerby who was hurrying along and asked, "Young man, what day is today that everyone is decorating with lanterns?"

The young man, seeing the attire of Lin Fang and his companion, knew they were of noble status and dared not neglect them, promptly replied, "Brother, are you confused? Today is the Shangyuan Festival, hence the decoration."

"So it’s the Shangyuan Festival, no wonder there are such scenes," Lin Fang murmured to himself.

"What is the Shangyuan Festival?" Feng Jiu asked curiously by his side.

She had never stayed in the Mortal World, so naturally, she didn’t know about the Mortal World’s festivals. Lin Fang saw this and explained the origin and customs of the Shangyuan Festival to Feng Jiu with a smile.

Listening, her beautiful eyes sparkled with fascination as she looked at Lin Fang and said, "Let’s make a lantern too!"

But Lin Fang said, "Where can we make you a lantern at this time? It’s better to buy one."

With that, he took Feng Jiu to a vendor’s stall, pulled out some silver, and bought two lanterns, handing one to Feng Jiu.

At this moment, Feng Jiu was just like any ordinary young girl, curiously examining the lantern in her hand, unable to recognize which animal it was supposed to represent.

The stall owner saw this and smiled, "Miss, you may not know, but this animal comes from the Eastern Land. It is called a ’mandarin duck,’ symbolizing a pair of lovers. It’s perfect for you and this young man to hold."

Lin Fang curiously glanced at the lantern in his hand and, no matter how he tried, couldn’t associate it with a mandarin duck. Could there really be mandarin ducks as ugly as this in the world?

However, Feng Jiu appeared very excited and started wandering the streets with Lin Fang in tow.

At this time, the sound of people was like a tidal wave, men and women walked in pairs, each holding a lantern of various forms; the streets on both sides were also adorned with lights and colors. The lanterns illuminated the entire city, which tonight, became a sleepless city.

Feng Jiu, who had never seen such a scene, was as happy as a little girl, bouncing and jumping while holding Lin Fang’s hand.

Lin Fang gently looked at Feng Jiu and a smile involuntarily appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Look at that!" Feng Jiu exclaimed.

Following her direction, Lin Fang saw an arch bridge over the river with golden lanterns being lit one by one. The whole bridge seemed to be draped in gold, looking very magnificent and beautiful.

"So beautiful!" Feng Jiu murmured as she gazed at the golden bridge, with not a trace of the demeanor of a Demon Emperor, but rather like a girl who had never seen such a sight before.

"Of course, this is the famous Golden Lamp Bridge of Jinhua Mansion. Do you see those three glazed golden lamps on the bridge? They are lit only at this time of year. You’re lucky to have come today. On any other day, you wouldn’t have the chance to see this beautiful scenery," someone said with a laugh nearby.

The words were filled with pride.

But Feng Jiu said to Lin Fang, "These lamps are truly beautiful. You should make a few for me too!"

"Young lady, these glass lamps are not easy to make. Just these three lamps alone, you wouldn’t believe how much manpower and resources they took. Don’t make it difficult for this young man," a passerby kindly intervened on Lin Fang’s behalf.

Lin Fang, however, was internally calculating how to make them. The glass lamp’s craftsmanship wasn’t actually complicated, after all, he was someone with the memories of his previous life, and he was very clear that the glass, which was considered priceless in the eyes of others, could be made from sand.

Just at that moment, suddenly, a gust of wind swept through, stirring the street lanterns into a frenzied sway.

"Young man, we should go, to avoid offending the Buddha Lord," a passerby kindly reminded.

Lin Fang then noticed that indeed, the pedestrians were hurrying home with an urgent look. He laughed and asked, "It’s just a gust of wind, how do you know that a Buddha Lord has descended?"

"Below the golden lamp, there are three jars of sesame oil, which are offerings from the citizens of Jinhua Mansion to the Buddha Lord. The Buddha Lord always comes riding the wind, and he will return only after enjoying all three jars. If someone offends him, they might be taken away."

"We should hurry!" The passerby reminded again, then left in a rush.

Lin Fang sniffed the air lightly and then chuckled, "Quite a bold monster, to act like this right under the nose of Mount Ling."

"I’m quite curious to see what kind of monster dares to jump about on the Buddhist Sect’s turf," Feng Jiu also said with a laugh.

What was this if not courting death? Even the vast and powerful Buddhist Sect was not something Feng Jiu, the Demon Emperor, would dare to provoke lightly.

While they were talking, a dark cloud swept in from the northeast, filling the air with a thick Demon Qi.