Great Demons and Demon Arts

It secretly manipulates the water flow, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment.

Qin Ming was quite wary of this Ghost-Faced Monkey.

If I hadn't taken the initiative earlier, I wouldn't have been able to scare away the Ghost-Faced Monkey so easily.

Now that we've arrived at the Li River, this is the territory of the Ghost-Faced Monkeys, and they will surely try every means to keep us here.

As expected, the Ghost-Faced Monkey finally couldn't hold back and launched the first attack underwater. Its ten fingers were like hooks, instantly tearing the wooden plank under Qin Ming to shreds. Qin Ming slammed his palms on the river surface and used the recoil to quickly rise into the air.

The Ghost-Faced Monkey, having missed its attack, roared in anger and burst out of the water with a thunderous boom, charging towards Qin Ming.

Its body was covered in wet, long black fur that clung tightly to its skin, and its vertical pupils emitted a menacing green light. A bone-chilling Yin Qi almost swallowed Qin Ming whole.

"This aura..."

Qin Ming was alarmed.

How come it has a martial arts feel to it?

Could it be that this demon has mastered some kind of martial art?

Without time to think, Qin Ming spread Fire Poison in one hand and covered it with black evil energy in the other. He then joined his palms together, transforming them into an even more terrifying black evil Fire Poison that swept towards the Ghost-Faced Monkey.

With a deafening roar, the terrifying shockwave sent waves several meters high crashing onto the river's surface.

"Roar!"

The Ghost-Faced Monkey was blasted away, its body emitting a bloody mist, and terrifying Fire Poison swirled around its arms, burning all the black hair on its arms to ashes.

He's a human being!

As Qin Ming looked at the blood mist emanating from the Ghost-Faced Monkey, he suddenly realized a terrifying truth.

He initially thought the Ghost-Faced Monkey was a demon, but now it seems to him that it is a living, breathing human, or more accurately, a half-human, half-demon!

"Are you human?"

Qin Ming's gaze sharpened as he stared intently at the wounds on the monkey's body. As the granulation tissue rolled, the Ghost-Faced Monkey's injuries were rapidly healing.

"So what? Die!"

Enraged, the Ghost-Faced Monkey charged at Qin Ming like a madman. Its over three-meter-tall body, combined with its sharp claws, was originally enough to crush Blood Refining Realm expert, but now it suffered repeated defeats at Qin Ming's hands.

Not only could his long claws not break through Qin Ming's flesh, but Qin Ming also precisely grabbed them with his Eagle Claw Skill. With the exertion of force, the Ghost-Faced Monkey's two arms were quickly twisted into pretzel shapes, and the bones inside kept cracking with a "crackling" sound.

The Ghost-Faced Monkey, in pain, revealed a fierce glint in its eyes and slammed its forehead into Qin Ming's head.

Thump!

The Ghost-Faced Monkey felt as if it had crashed into a golden bell; it saw stars and the black skin between its eyebrows cracked from the shock.

"What kind of freak are you, kid? Have you also cultivated Demon Arts?"

Demon Art?

Qin Ming was shocked. So the reason the other party had transformed into this ghostly form was because of some kind of Demon Art!

But what is the origin of this Demon Art? Its power is so terrifying.

If Qin Ming hadn't cultivated a dozen or twenty Perfection Realm Horizontal Training Martial Arts, he probably wouldn't have been a match for this Ghost-Faced Monkey.

Where did your Demon Art come from?

Qin Ming deliberately spoke up to guide the conversation.

"My Demon Art were naturally bestowed by the River God, but whose Demon Art bestowed upon you? You came to my Li River to cause trouble, don't you know this is the River God's territory? Even Wangjing Prefecture has to give my master some face. Who is the great demon from which famous mountain and river backs you? Quickly state your name!"

The Ghost-Faced Monkey was successfully fooled by Qin Ming.

The main reason is that Qin Ming's physical body is too terrifying. His body, enhanced by more than a dozen Perfect Mastery Horizontal Training Martial Arts, has long surpassed the human level and is infinitely close to the level of a demon.

The Ghost-Faced Monkey assumed that Qin Ming, like him, was also a subordinate of some powerful demon.

Thinking about it this way, his hostility towards Qin Ming dissipated considerably.

Qin Ming knew nothing about the Great Demon Art. Perhaps Li Qingfeng of Wangjing Prefecture might know a thing or two, but he was completely clueless. However, his eyes lit up and he quickly came up with a plan.

He used his palm as a knife, unleashing the Black Tiger Xingyi Saber, a trace of tiger's might emanating from the strike.

Tigers are the kings of the jungle and the overlords of the mountains. If they were to become great demons, they would certainly be powerful figures in their own right.

As expected, the Ghost-Faced Monkey shuddered, as if it had realized something, and its gaze towards Qin Ming unconsciously carried a hint of fear. "You are not perhaps a man of Lord White Tiger of Xiqi Mountain, my apologies."

The Ghost-Faced Monkey was quite frightened. The White Tiger Lord of Xiqi Mountain was a level above the River God in both status and rank, and his reputation was extremely well-known in the demon realm.

Legend has it that it once fought three great demons alone, killing two and seriously injuring one. If the Demon King hadn't intervened, the last demon would have surely died as well.

Upon hearing that Qin Ming was a subordinate of Lord White Tiger, Ghost-Faced Monkey finally understood why Qin Ming's physical strength was so domineering.

"The Fire Poison Sha Qi you just unleashed must be the legendary Tiger Sha wielded by Lord White Tiger, right?" The Ghost-Faced Monkey couldn't help but feel a hint of envy in its eyes.

That is a power that countless people covet, carrying terrifying destructive power, and is said to be able to scorch heaven and earth and all things.

Qin Ming's heart stirred, and he suddenly spoke.

"Would you like to exchange Demon Art with me?"

Upon hearing this, the Ghost-Faced Monkey's expression changed drastically. It looked around rapidly with a panicked expression, but then, as if remembering something, it breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, the River God is currently asleep and will not wake up until the River God Sacrifice begins in two days. If he were to hear me, I would be in big trouble. Please don't say such things again. The River God has said that Demon Arts cannot be passed on indiscriminately, and that Demon Arts can only be cultivated after a great Yao Power into their body. Simply obtaining the technique is useless."

The Ghost-Faced Monkey looked serious and issued a warning.

Qin Ming chuckled and said, "Of course I know that Demon Art cannot be passed on indiscriminately. You misunderstood me earlier. I meant exchanging techniques, but only for mutual learning and reference, not for cultivation. Besides, as you said, one cannot cultivate without Yao Power infusing the body, so you don't need to worry about anything."

Upon hearing this, Ghost-Faced Monkey pondered secretly and felt that Qin Ming's words made some sense.

The other party was even willing to use the White Tiger Demon Art, so what was there to be coy about with the River God Demon Art? It seemed like he wouldn't lose out no matter how he looked at it. Besides, he was very interested in that Tiger Sha Art, and if he could learn even a little bit of it, it would greatly help his strength.

"Alright, then so be it."

"Ghost-Faced Monkey gritted its teeth," it said.

The most important reason he agreed to Qin Ming's conditions was that the River God was not yet awake; otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to do this even if he had ten times the courage, right under the River God's nose.

"It's not convenient to talk here, let's go ashore and talk."

Qin Ming said.

"Good."

Ghost-Faced Monkey was naturally eager to get away from the Li River, and he was also worried that the River God might suddenly wake up and discover his deal with Qin Ming.

Seeing the Ghost-Faced Monkey swimming swiftly in the river, without even needing to surface for air, Qin Ming, while using his lightness skill to Water-Walking, asked, "Is your ability to stay underwater for so long also due to your Demon Art?"

"Certainly."

The Ghost-Faced Monkey's head popped out of the water.

His arm injuries had long since healed, and with them draped behind his back, he shot towards the shore like an underwater arrow.

The two successfully reached the shore shortly afterward.

This place is sparsely populated and quite a distance from the Desolate City, so no one witnessed this strange scene.

The Ghost-Faced Monkey bent its fingers, and its sharp claws actually cut through its own scalp, peeling it off.

"Give."

He handed the bloody scalp to Qin Ming.

Qin Ming took it and saw that it was covered with tiny characters written in tiny characters, and the other half of it was a picture of a monster.

The monster had two horns on its head, its body was covered in fur, its eyes were as big as copper bells and flashed with green light, and its gaping maw looked extremely terrifying.

"This is a cultivation technique specially modified for us by the River God, which allows us to cultivate into a half-human, half-demon body. It's just a pity that the modification isn't as perfect as yours; you're almost indistinguishable from your original form."

The Ghost-Faced Monkey sighed.

Qin Ming gleaned a crucial message from that statement. "You mean, besides me, there are others who can maintain their human form?"

"Of course, Demon Arts also have different levels. Some powerful Demon Arts allow one to maintain a human form after cultivation, and only when one unleashes their full power will they transform into a demon."

The Ghost-Faced Monkey gave Qin Ming a strange look, seemingly unable to understand how Qin Ming could be so ignorant of such basic common sense.

"I've been in seclusion in the mountains for a while, and I only recently came down. I've forgotten a lot of things."

Qin Ming made up an excuse on the spot, but his gaze fell on the bloody scalp in his hand.

After browsing through it three times, the panel finally showed a response.

[Unknown Demonic Technique, (0/100) Beginner Level]

Most importantly, another line of clear small print appeared at the very bottom of the panel.

[The third stage of the Pure Yang Art can be fused.]