"Niu Dajiao! Are you itching for a beating?! How dare you speak to my Brother Tianxiao like that!"
The admiration and envy Huang Xiaoyao was waiting for didn't come; instead, she was met with rejection towards her Brother Tianxiao! This was simply showing her no face.
In the Hundred Thousand Mountains, who among the younger generation would dare not give her face?
Glaring with furious eyes, she was so angry that her entire body erupted in scorching flames, almost burning away the surrounding air.
Even though Huang Xiaoyao was only at the Tongxuan Realm, facing her wrath, the demonic beast known as Niu Dajiao immediately shrank his neck. A trace of fear appeared on his face as he hurriedly said,
"Princess Xiaoyao, I just wanted to help you test whether this human is qualified to be your friend..."
Faced with Huang Xiaoyao's fierce glare, Niu Dajiao's voice gradually lost its confidence, becoming as faint as a mosquito's buzz.
The group of demonic beasts behind him, who originally wanted to speak up for Niu Dajiao, immediately shut their mouths when faced with the enraged Huang Xiaoyao. They averted their gazes, pretending they hadn't seen anything.
"Xiaoyao, he is right. Since I have come to the demon race's territory, let's follow your rules."
Mo Tianxiao stepped forward and pulled the furious Huang Xiaoyao back.
"But...!"
Huang Xiaoyao pouted and wanted to say more, but Mo Tianxiao rubbed her head and comforted her with a smile, "It's fine."
"Alright."
Huang Xiaoyao had no choice but to withdraw her anger. She glared fiercely at Niu Dajiao and threatened, "Niu Dajiao! If you hurt Brother Tianxiao, I'll make you pay!"
Niu Dajiao didn't dare to look into Huang Xiaoyao's eyes. He hurriedly turned his head and fixed his gaze on Mo Tianxiao, forcing himself to act calm as he said, "Human, I'll admit you have some backbone."
Getting into a stance, Mo Tianxiao stepped forward, and the surrounding demonic beasts formed a circle around the human and the demon.
"I am Mo Tianxiao. Brother Niu, according to the rules of the demon race, I wonder what I must do to be Xiaoyao's friend?"
Mo Tianxiao looked at the large, sturdy bull in front of him with great interest.
Peak of the Void Refinement Realm.
It was the same as his own cultivation level. It seemed this demonic beast was quite fair.
Hearing Mo Tianxiao's words, Niu Dajiao cracked his knuckles, and his muffled voice rang out, "The demon race values only two things: bloodline and strength."
"Since you are not a demonic beast, let's look at your strength. No matter what methods you use, as long as you can defeat me, I will acknowledge you!"
Mo Tianxiao looked at the various gazes around him with a smile on his face. "Any method is fine...?"
He didn't expect demonic beasts to be so straightforward. If he could use any method, wouldn't that be bullying?
"Come on. It just so happens that I also want to see what kind of strength the geniuses of the demon race possess."
Mo Tianxiao stood tall with his hands behind his back, too lazy to use a weapon to bully others.
"As long as it's a cultivator of the same generation, any brother from the entire demon race is welcome to challenge me anytime, anywhere."
As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding demonic beasts instantly exploded in an uproar.
"What a big tone this human has! Too arrogant!"
"Dajiao! Show him the strength of our demon race!"
"Take him down in one move, Dajiao! You can do it!"
"Human, you want to challenge all the younger generation of our demon race? Defeat Dajiao first before talking!"
Mo Tianxiao was somewhat speechless. His attitude was clearly very amiable, so how was he being arrogant? He just wanted to make friends with the demonic beasts and forge a profound friendship with the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
"Whoosh!"
"Here I come!"
Niu Dajiao's eyes gleamed with ferocity, and a stream of white hot air sprayed from his nose. His entire body turned into a blur as he shot forward, swinging a fist wrapped in crimson flames straight at Mo Tianxiao.
The Desolate Flame Heavenly Bull, aside from the powerful physique common to all demonic beasts, also possessed two innate talents: one was explosive strength, and the other was the Desolate Flame!
The Desolate Flame was a type of strange fire of heaven and earth, and the Desolate Flame Heavenly Bull was born with it. The higher the bloodline concentration, the stronger the power of the Desolate Flame.
By the way, the Heavenly Demon Phoenix also came with its own flames. Although it wasn't a strange fire, its power was no less than one.
Facing the explosively charging Niu Dajiao, Mo Tianxiao did not act carelessly. He stomped his left foot fiercely forward and clenched his right fist, which was covered in a layer of dark armor. His body bent into an exaggerated bow shape, instantly maximizing the tension.
This wasn't enough. Mo Tianxiao's gaze locked onto Niu Dajiao's incoming fist, and he decisively activated a secret immortal technique, violently plundering the opponent's strength talent.
Since these demonic beasts wanted to see his qualifications, he would crush them using their own strengths.
Before Niu Dajiao, who had thrown the punch, could realize that the strength in his fist had weakened, a terrifying force slammed heavily into his abdomen first.
"Bang!!!"
"Pfft!"
Under the explosive force, Niu Dajiao's body arched backward like a bow and flew out, smashing fiercely against a branch of the Heaven-Reaching Divine Tree. His body jolted violently; the divine tree remained unscathed, but he spat out a mouthful of old blood.
"Eh??"
The surrounding demonic beasts were all prepared to watch a great show, anticipating how Niu Dajiao would brutally beat this human, but the battle ended with lightning speed.
"Holy crap! Niu Dajiao actually lost in terms of strength?!"
"What's going on! How could this human's strength be greater than a demonic beast of the same level? Could he be a body cultivator among humans?"
"Niu Dajiao! Are you okay??"
Many demonic beasts rushed forward to check on Niu Dajiao's condition. When they found a deep, purple fist imprint caved into the solid muscles of his abdomen, they immediately gasped in shock.
"Cough, cough, cough, I'm fine!"
Niu Dajiao coughed up a few more mouthfuls of blood and stood up. His gaze fixed tightly on Mo Tianxiao, who was standing unharmed. With a somewhat complex expression, he cupped his fists and shouted, "I concede to you! You are qualified to be Princess Xiaoyao's friend!"
His straightforward admission of defeat surprised Mo Tianxiao a bit. He immediately cupped his fists in return and replied, "You let me win."
It was estimated that Niu Dajiao would never guess in his entire life that the power that defeated him was actually his own power.
"Brother Tianxiao is amazing! I knew Brother Tianxiao was the best!"
Seeing Mo Tianxiao defeat Niu Dajiao effortlessly, Huang Xiaoyao immediately jumped up with joy, unable to suppress the happiness on her face.
This scene was just like back in the Void Emperor Secret Realm, where she would leave the enemies she couldn't handle to Brother Tianxiao.
Although the current situation was somewhat different from back then, the thrill it gave her was exactly the same.
She had found that delightful feeling once again!
"This human kid has some skills. To think that even a lad like Niu Dajiao couldn't withstand a single move."
"I heard he's a disciple of the Demon Sect. As a disciple of a top-tier faction, his strength naturally wouldn't be weak."
"I wonder if any other lad dares to go up and give it a try."
The elders standing on the branches watching the show, as well as the demon race bigwigs secretly observing this scene, also sighed in admiration at Mo Tianxiao's combat power.
"What method did this kid use? Did you guys sense it?"
The Old Turtle, who was watching the show from the shadows, asked thoughtfully, seeming to have noticed something amiss about the battle just now.
A middle-aged man beside him frowned slightly. "I didn't understand it, but it seemed as if Dajiao's strength suddenly transferred to that human. I've never seen such a method."
"Good kid, he actually has some tricks up his sleeve. Let that one from Old Sun's family go teach him a lesson." Old Turtle was feeling rather indignant. Having been played by Gu Changsheng in the past, seeing another Demon Sect disciple come straight to the monster race's headquarters to challenge them truly rubbed him the wrong way.
The middle-aged man standing to the side froze for a moment. "Well... alright then."
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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