Demon Lord, Treasure from Head to Toe

"Speak of Cao Cao, and Cao Cao arrives…"

Chu Yang was somewhat helpless. Spoiling things really did invite divine retribution, and it was even more awkward when the party involved caught him in the act.

Demon Lord Chonglou looked furious.

"We’re all on the same side. Can’t we sit down and talk?"

Before Chu Yang could finish, Xu Changqing had already attacked in anger.

Faced with the true culprit behind the destruction of the Demon Imprisonment Tower, how could he, the Shu Mountain Sect’s senior disciple, endure it?

Sword qi shot straight into the sky!

"Hmph! Even Qing Wei wouldn’t dare act presumptuously before me. And you, a mere little Daoist, dare attack?"

A cold glint flashed in Chonglou’s eyes. Scarlet demonic light gathered in his palm, and with a horizontal strike of his hand, a terrifying aura poured forth and crushed down fiercely toward Xu Changqing.

The red demonic light forcibly shattered the sword qi and engulfed Xu Changqing along with it.

Seeing this, Chu Yang flashed and appeared out of thin air beside Xu Changqing. He placed a hand on his shoulder, then vanished once more.

Chonglou said with some surprise, "You have a few tricks after all. Then take another move from me!"

Chu Yang clasped his hands and sneered. "The Demon Lord who roams the Six Realms is actually a shameless brute who bullies the weak. Seeing you today is truly disappointing."

Chonglou’s expression darkened as killing intent spread. "What did you say?"

Looking at the familiar "red-haired freak," Jing Tian did not feel much fear. He spoke bluntly, "Hero Chu isn’t wrong. You’ve cultivated for who knows how many years, and you’re famous throughout the Six Realms. Bullying a few mortals here—if that isn’t bullying the weak, what is?"

"I really don’t know why I used to like dealing with someone like you…"

Jing Tian’s careless words struck Chonglou’s sore spot. He cared deeply about the judgment of his "lifelong enemy." Upon hearing that, Chonglou seemed like a volcano on the verge of eruption.

The dark clouds above Lei Zhou gathered thicker and thicker.

Tang Xuejian grabbed the dazed Jing Tian and cried anxiously, "Are you crazy? You dared provoke him? What if he gets angry and kills us all? He looks like the kind of person who holds a grudge…"

Lin Yueru covered Tang Xuejian’s mouth in one swift motion and said with tears in her eyes, "Your mouth is even more cursed. Just shut it first!"

The veins at Chonglou’s temples bulged on both sides of his face. He was clearly furious beyond measure.

"What a sharp tongue! Among all those mortals back then, you did manage to learn something useful!"

He drew a deep breath, coldly swept his gaze over the trembling Tang Xuejian, then said to Chu Yang, "You are a mortal, and I am the Demon Lord. Using my cultivation to suppress you would indeed be unfair. Name your terms. We must fight today!"

Chu Yang gave Jing Tian and Tang Xuejian a thumbs-up. The two grinned foolishly, their faces full of pride, like elementary school students praised by their teacher.

"Senior, you are truly broad-minded, worthy of the title Demon Lord."

"Enough nonsense! Use whatever moves you have. If you lose, you won’t get another chance to spout nonsense here."

Chu Yang stepped forward, shook out his sleeves, and smiled. "Who in the Six Realms does not know that the Demon Lord possesses unmatched martial prowess? This junior is untalented, but I would like to compare strength with you, Senior."

Everyone was stunned, staring at Chu Yang as though he had gone insane.

A mortal wanted to compete in strength with the Demon Lord?

Only an extraordinary level of madness could produce such words.

Lin Yueru tugged at Li Xiaoyao’s sleeve, swallowed, and whispered, "What’s wrong with Daoist Chu? Could the pressure have driven him mad?"

Li Xiaoyao impatiently shook her hand away. "What nonsense are you talking about? Even if you went crazy, Brother Chu wouldn’t!"

Lin Yueru said urgently, "What normal person would think of something like this?"

Li Xiaoyao said firmly, "I believe in Brother Chu. Ever since he saved us on Immortal Spirit Island, I’ve felt there is nothing in this world he can’t do."

Lin Yueru pursed her lips, and her emotions gradually calmed.

Chonglou looked indifferent as he said bluntly, "I’ll assume you’ve gone mad and give you one more chance to say that."

Chu Yang merely smiled without speaking, his gaze filled with provocation.

"If you lose, I won’t take your life, but I’ll break every bone in your body."

"And if I win?"

"I’ll grant you one wish!"

"It’s a deal!"

Demon Lord Chonglou descended from the sky and stood in the middle of Yun Estate’s courtyard. Fixing his eyes on Chu Yang, he asked, "How will we compete?"

Braving the Demon Lord’s powerful aura, Chu Yang walked up to him and drew a circle around their feet with his sword.

"Whoever steps out of the circle first loses."

"Fine!"

"Senior, whoever uses magic power first also loses."

"You sure talk a lot!"

Chonglou had been waiting for this moment. His fists thundered forth, smashing fiercely into Chu Yang.

The instant his fist struck Chu Yang’s chest, a shocking muffled thunderclap rang beside everyone’s ears.

It felt as though a huge boulder had pressed down on their hearts, making even the air suffocating.

Chu Yang took one step back, then straightened up, his expression unchanged.

Chonglou was slightly taken aback. He looked at Chu Yang with interest. "Not bad physical strength. No wonder you dared challenge me in a contest of strength. You… aren’t human?"

"Demon Lord, you jest. I am human through and through." Chu Yang raised his fist and said politely, "Now it is this junior’s turn to throw a punch. Please be careful, Senior."

Chonglou arrogantly clasped his hands behind his back, not taking Chu Yang’s warning to heart at all.

"I did warn you…"

Chu Yang shook his head helplessly. Then a crazed glint flashed through his eyes as the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill surged to its limit, the Hundred Dragons Hundred Elephants Power gathering upon his fists.

He threw a punch, tearing space apart!

Chonglou’s expression changed abruptly.

The next moment—

"You…"

Before he could finish, Chonglou felt pain in his chest. The scenery around him rapidly reversed, while the howling of cold wind and the sound of walls shattering rang in his ears.

When Chonglou came back to his senses, he was already standing outside Lei Zhou City. Before him, the thick city wall had been blasted open with a human-shaped hole exactly the size of his body.

A mortal sent me flying?

Chonglou lowered his head and looked at his hands, falling into deep self-doubt.

Meanwhile, in Yun Estate’s courtyard, Xu Changqing and the others stared at Chu Yang in utter disbelief.

They had not even seen how Chonglou had been sent flying.

They blinked, and Chonglou was gone.

"He won? Just like that?"

After a brief daze, Tang Xuejian jumped up excitedly.

Only then did the others belatedly break into smiles.

Xu Changqing hurried forward to inspect Chu Yang, repeatedly asking, "Junior Brother, are you all right?"

"Two grown men shouldn’t be touching each other like that. It looks weird." Chu Yang brushed Xu Changqing away and said helplessly, "If something had happened to me, would I still be standing here talking to you?"

Xu Changqing looked even more confused. "Why were you completely unharmed after taking a punch from the Demon Lord?"

Chu Yang rolled his eyes.

Completely unharmed, my ass. That punch nearly blew my organs apart. If my recovery ability weren’t so strong, I’d be fucking dead already.

I still have to thank Mahito, the top-ranked big brother, for Idle Transfiguration.

It really is useful!

Chonglou returned.

He returned filled with rage!

Everyone stood on guard, afraid that the Demon Lord who roamed the Six Realms would go back on his word.

With an icy expression, Chonglou walked all the way up to Chu Yang. Less than a foot separated them, and his eyes were filled with killing intent!

He had been played!

The mighty Demon Lord had actually been played by a mortal!

Chonglou said coldly, "You are very good. I can grant you one wish, but the next time we meet, I will definitely kill you!"

Chu Yang smiled faintly. "Demon Lord, you seem quite unconvinced?"

The veins on Chonglou’s face bulged with anger. "You cheated, and you still have the nerve to say that?"

Chu Yang frowned. "Where did Senior see this junior cheating?"

Chonglou said as though it were only natural, "You are a mortal. How could you possibly be stronger than me? That is common sense!"

"Common sense? Hahaha." Chu Yang threw back his head and laughed. "The mighty Demon Lord actually believes in something called common sense. How absurd. Aren’t you demons the most unconventional beings in the Six Realms?"

Chonglou’s tightly clenched fists suddenly relaxed, and a faint smile even appeared on his face. "You truly are an interesting human. Other than Fei Peng, no one has made me look this miserable in a very long time."

"Oh? Senior no longer intends to break my bones?"

"I’ll challenge you again next time. Just like today, you choose the terms. If you lose, I will still break your bones!"

Damn it, the target had shifted.

Chu Yang shot Jing Tian a resentful glance. He had thought Jing Tian was the guaranteed trump card, only to find that he himself was holding the joker.

"State your wish. I will do everything in my power to fulfill it!"

Chonglou was a man of his word. Since Chu Yang had defeated him openly and fairly, he would naturally help fulfill his wish.

Yet for some reason, Chonglou felt that this little human Daoist kept letting his gaze linger over his body.

What exactly does he want?!

Chu Yang was also conflicted over what he should ask Chonglou to do.

Should he help kill Moon Worshipper or the Evil Sword Immortal?

Or help them gather the Five Spirit Orbs?

Either choice seemed quite good.

But Chu Yang was somewhat unwilling. It felt like too much of a waste.

First, with the Demon Devouring Gu and Golden Silkworm Gu, he was growing stronger rapidly. It would not take long before he could deal with Moon Worshipper and the Evil Sword Immortal himself.

It was merely a matter of time.

Second, Xu Changqing might not agree to having Chonglou gather the Five Spirit Orbs. In his eyes, Demon Lord Chonglou was the true culprit behind every disaster.

Making him accept Chonglou’s "charity" would be worse than killing him.

Besides, gathering the Five Spirit Orbs was not especially difficult. Chu Yang had already tested two wrong options, and all that remained was to search step by step.

After thinking it over, Chu Yang felt it would be better to get some Lineage Factor from Chonglou. If he could create a "Demon Lord" bloodline, he would make an absolute killing.

With Xu Changqing and the others present, Chu Yang could not openly ask Chonglou for blood essence, so he could only signal with his eyes.

"Are your eyes uncomfortable?"

"Cough, cough… This junior means we should talk privately."

"Doesn’t your Shu Mountain pride itself on being righteous? Why do you have things to say behind other people’s backs?"

"Senior, you haven’t chatted with anyone for thousands of years, have you?"

"How did you know?"

"You’re the first person I’ve met who can kill a conversation within three sentences. Impressive."

Chonglou: "…"

Tang Xuejian and Lin Yueru could not hold it in and turned away to laugh quietly.

Jing Tian wanted to laugh too, but Chonglou kept glancing in his direction, so he did not dare.

Xu Changqing softly asked in Chu Yang’s ear, "Junior Brother, what exactly do you want? Why can’t you say it in front of everyone? Consider it a favor to your senior brother—whatever you do, don’t stray onto the evil path."

Chu Yang pushed Xu Changqing away. He was afraid Xu Changqing would act all mysterious and preachy like this, which was why he had wanted to speak privately with the Demon Lord. Who would have thought the other side was just as dense?

Left with no choice, he changed his request. "I hope the Demon Lord can step in and help us once when we encounter real danger."

Since he could defeat Chonglou once, he could defeat him a second time. Chonglou himself had said Chu Yang could set the rules, so why shouldn’t he fleece him dry?

That was what Chu Yang thought.

"You are a clever one."

Chonglou gave Chu Yang a deep look and nodded in agreement. He understood the implication behind his words.

If they could handle the danger themselves and Chonglou forcibly intervened, Chu Yang would not acknowledge it.

This little Daoist was just like Qing Wei, full of schemes.

No matter what, Chu Yang now had a lifesaving talisman in hand, which eased his mind considerably.

After all, who knew what unexpected events might happen when they went to the Demon Realm and God Realm?

Besides Demon Lord Chonglou, there were many formidable figures in the Six Realms. This was not merely the world of Chinese Paladin One and Chinese Paladin Three.

Upon hearing Chu Yang’s wish to Chonglou, Xu Changqing immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He had feared that Chu Yang would beg Chonglou to forcibly increase his cultivation, or even fall into the demonic path for it.

"We must resolve the matter of the Five Spirit Orbs quickly. We absolutely cannot let Junior Brother go astray in his attempt to save all living beings!"

Having reflected deeply, Xu Changqing’s gaze became exceptionally resolute.

"So be it. But let me remind you: the day I intervene will be the day our second round of competition begins. Take care of yourself."

Chonglou turned to leave. As he passed Jing Tian, disappointment appeared on his face. "The little Daoist was right. You are not him after all."

Jing Tian smiled and said freely, "Of course I’m not General Fei Peng. I can only be myself—Jing Tian. Jing as in Jing Tian, Tian as in Jing Tian."

Chonglou laughed heartily. "Now you do resemble him somewhat!"

The smile on Jing Tian’s face froze, and he immediately flew into a rage.

This guy really did not know how to talk!

Yet the angrier Jing Tian became, the happier Chonglou was. It felt as though he had recovered a little of the dignity he had lost to Chu Yang.

A black hole suddenly appeared in the void. Chonglou strode into it laughing, and then the black hole closed, leaving no trace of him behind.

Chonglou’s teleportation spell seemed far superior to both Flying Thunder God and Apparition. He could freely traverse the Six Realms. It was true teleportation in every sense.

The Demon Lord is treasure from head to toe!

Chu Yang thought to himself.

Tang Xuejian wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and let out a long breath. "He’s finally gone. That guy scared me half to death. Demon Lord Chonglou? I’d say he’s nothing special!"

Jing Tian jumped in fright and hurriedly covered Tang Xuejian’s mouth. "My lady, please don’t say another word. What if you summon him back? Do you really think he can’t hear you?"

Tang Xuejian’s little face went pale at once. The more arrogant she had been moments ago, the more frightened she was now.

Lin Yueru shook her head helplessly. "You’re far more arrogant than I was when I first entered the Jianghu. My father was even the Martial Arts Alliance Chief, yet I never dared speak like you. I was afraid someone would beat me to death sooner or later."

Tang Xuejian’s eyes brimmed with tears.

Li Xiaoyao added, "Miss Tang, you should take everyone’s advice to heart. When you’re out in the world, trouble comes from the mouth."

Everyone had only meant well in advising her, but Tang Xuejian was still a young girl, thin-skinned. Being lectured by so many people at once was a little too much for her.

Crying, she rushed out through the gates of Yun Estate and vanished down the street.

"Eldest Miss Tang!" Jing Tian shouted anxiously. Without even taking the Demon Sword, he ran after her.

Strangely, the Demon Sword did not fly out on its own to follow Jing Tian this time. Instead, it remained quietly in the courtyard.

Chu Yang smiled. "Jealous? If you keep hiding in that sword, your Brother Wong is going to run off with another woman!"

The Demon Sword suddenly trembled. After a long while, a blue figure flew out from within it and hurried outside.

Li Xiaoyao and Lin Yueru stared wide-eyed.

"Why is there a ghost in broad daylight?!"