Who Is Mo Xiaoyou's Master

"What kind of stakes do you want?"

Sun Xiaosheng suddenly became interested.

Originally, he was just fulfilling his elders' request to teach this human a lesson. He didn't expect this human to have so much guts to actually propose conditions. Was this a declaration that the other party might not necessarily lose to him?

It should be known that among the younger generation of the entire demon race, at the same cultivation level, he had never been defeated.

Now, a human with a lower cultivation level than his actually had the confidence to defeat him?

Mo Tianxiao pondered for a moment and said in a deep voice, "You should be from the Battle Ape clan, right? I heard that Saint Realm experts among the Battle Apes are called Saint Battle Apes. Their combat power is monstrous, and the Saint Battle Blood within their bodies has miraculous effects for body refining."

Hearing this, Sun Xiaosheng frowned slightly and asked, "You want Saint Battle Blood?"

The surrounding demonic beasts also fell silent upon hearing Mo Tianxiao's words.

They naturally knew what Saint Battle Blood was. If one were to call it precious, that stuff was just the essence blood of a Saint Realm Saint Battle Ape. It wasn't some heaven-and-earth marvel, and losing a little essence blood would only take a short time to recover.

But to say it wasn't precious, this stuff was indeed a holy medicine for body-refining human cultivators.

However... all the demonic beasts present knew that the Battle Ape clan was somewhat special. Although their combat power was monstrous, very, very few could achieve sainthood. The Saint Realm seemed to be a limitation for the Battle Ape clan, restricting countless Battle Apes.

Today, in the entire Battle Ape clan, there was only one Saint Battle Ape, who was also the patriarch of the entire clan.

Mo Tianxiao looked at the slightly hesitant Sun Xiaosheng, frowned mildly, and asked, "What? You don't have it?"

Sun Xiaosheng shook his head, "We do. The patriarch of my clan is a Saint Battle Ape, but I cannot guarantee that he will give me the Saint Battle Blood."

"Hahahaha, kid, you said you had important matters to ask the demon race for help with. Could it be that you were aiming for this Saint Battle Blood all along?"

At this moment, an aged laugh rang out, and the figure of Old Turtle appeared. Beside him was a middle-aged man, and Feng Jiu followed behind the two like a little lackey.

"Grandpa Turtle! And Dad! I knew you guys were definitely peeking in secret!"

When Huang Xiaoyao saw the two, she immediately puffed out her cheeks, looking very unhappy.

"Hahahaha, Xiaoyao, I wasn't peeking. I just finished handling some matters and immediately came over to see how outstanding our Xiaoyao's human friend is."

The middle-aged man laughed heartily. His gaze fell on Mo Tianxiao, and he slowly nodded, saying, "Not bad. Little friend Mo has great spirit and decent strength. It seems our Xiaoyao has a good eye."

"Hmph! That's only natural!"

Huang Xiaoyao looked incredibly smug, feeling very pleased with her dad's words in her heart.

Mo Tianxiao looked at the two demon race bigshots, cupped his hands, and said, "Greetings, two seniors."

He glanced at Old Turtle, then his gaze landed on the middle-aged man beside him. As his Eye of Assessment swept over, a flash of golden light suddenly appeared, startling him immediately.

Name: Feng Chenfeng

Cultivation: Peak Saint King (Quasi-Emperor)

Luck Level: Gold

Aptitude: Undying Nether Phoenix Bloodline

Info: The current Patriarch of the Demon Race, possessing formidable strength. He is in his prime and only a hair's breadth away from the Emperor Realm.

Yet another person with gold-tier luck!

This was already the third person with gold-tier luck to appear in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and the second Quasi-Emperor expert to boot!

And this was actually Huang Xiaoyao's father!

This must be the legendary two supreme beings in one family...

The father had the Undying Nether Phoenix Bloodline, and the daughter had the Nine Heavens Divine Phoenix Bloodline. This whole family was just that badass.

The old man standing next to him was the actual Divine Beast Xuanwu himself.

The absolute pinnacle power of the demon race was probably all gathered here at the Heaven-Reaching Divine Tree.

Although shocked, Mo Tianxiao found it understandable.

After all, the Hundred Thousand Mountains was a unified faction. In such a massive territory, it was normal for two or three gold-tier luck individuals to appear.

Feng Chenfeng wore a smile, looking at Mo Tianxiao like an amiable elder. A trace of surprise appeared in his eyes; he didn't expect Mo Tianxiao to show absolutely no nervousness or panic in such a situation.

A resonant voice came from Feng Chenfeng's mouth, "May I ask who little friend Mo's master is?"

From Mo Tianxiao's composure, he knew the other party couldn't possibly be just an ordinary disciple of the Demon Sect.

Mo Tianxiao replied politely, "Senior, my master is the Sect Master of the Netherworld Demon Sect, Yue Liuli."

"......"

The air suddenly fell dead silent. The younger generation of the demon race looked at each other. They didn't know much about human factions, but seeing the slightly surprised expressions of Grandpa Turtle and the Patriarch, it seemed this Demon Sect Master was quite powerful.

Old Turtle was originally stroking his snow-white beard, but upon hearing the three words 'Yue Liuli', he almost tore his beard off. His expression instantly changed as he glared at Mo Tianxiao with wide eyes, loudly questioning:

"Your master is her?! Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"You did that on purpose, didn't you, kid!"

Old Turtle looked somewhat angry. He tugged at his sleeves, planning to step forward and teach Mo Tianxiao a lesson. But after a second thought, he gave a cold snort and gave up.

If the matter of him bullying the weak and picking on her disciple were exposed, that woman would definitely charge over and rip his turtle shell off. Forget it, he would wait until this kid reached the Saint Realm before teaching him a lesson!

Mo Tianxiao scratched his head awkwardly and muttered sheepishly, "You never asked."

He didn't expect that Old Turtle, aside from knowing the Demon Sect's Grand Elder, also knew his master.

In contrast, although Feng Chenfeng was also somewhat surprised, he wasn't as irritable as Old Turtle. Instead, he said in a peaceful tone:

"So it's Fellow Daoist Yue's disciple. No wonder you look so distinguished and possess such strength at a young age."

"Xiaoyao, get closer to your Brother Tianxiao in the future. Learn well from him, and stop fooling around all day."

While praising Mo Tianxiao, Feng Chenfeng didn't forget to scold Huang Xiaoyao a bit.

"Blehh~ Just now you guys told Sun Xiaosheng to teach Brother Tianxiao a lesson, and now you're playing the good guys."

Huang Xiaoyao made a face, looking thoroughly disgusted.

"Ahem." Feng Chenfeng's face flashed with awkwardness for a moment before he immediately regained his seriousness and turned to look at Mo Tianxiao.

"Little friend Mo, listening to your previous conversation with Xiaosheng, you are in great need of Saint Battle Blood?"

Hearing this, Mo Tianxiao's expression turned serious. "For certain reasons, this junior indeed needs some Saint Battle Blood..."

"You want Saint Battle Blood? Fine! Fight Sun Xiaosheng. If you win, I'll personally go ask for it for you!"

Old Turtle immediately spoke up and made the promise, instantly bringing joy to Mo Tianxiao. It was settled that easily?

"Senior Turtle, please don't deceive this junior."

"I am the dignified Divine Beast Xuanwu! Would I deceive a little brat like you?"

Old Turtle's aged face darkened. To actually be questioned by a little brat, did he look like a scammer?

"Hahaha, I can testify for Senior Turtle. He won't lie to you."

Feng Chenfeng laughed heartily, giving Mo Tianxiao a dose of reassurance.

Saint Battle Blood wasn't actually all that precious; it was just relatively rare. And their demon race just so happened to have a senior Saint Battle Ape. When the time came, having Senior Turtle go and have a chat with him to ask for a little Saint Battle Blood would be absolutely no problem.

"Alright, I trust you, Seniors," Mo Tianxiao solemnly cupped his fists.