Chapter 5

"Good."

Immediately, the two made a Heavenly Dao Oath, sealing their agreement.

After making the Heavenly Dao Oath, Kunpeng officially became an employed Mount, protected by the Heavenly Dao. Lu Changsheng would need to pay one million Merit every thousand years.

Upon officially becoming a Mount, Kunpeng's senses gradually returned.

While he didn't regret it—after all, the compensation was incredibly generous—

he was, in fact, the Teacher of Ten Thousand Demons of the Demon Clan, a position of great prestige. He felt he should at least go back and explain.

Thus, Kunpeng put on a fawning smile and said:

"Great Master, I am the Teacher of Ten Thousand Demons.

If I leave the Demon Court abruptly, I must at least explain myself.

Would the Great Master be willing to accompany me back to the Demon Clan?"

Seeing Kunpeng's good attitude, and having easily spent tens of millions of Merit, Lu Changsheng was in a good mood.

Since he didn't have any other extravagant plans at the moment, a trip to the Demon Clan seemed like a good option.

After a brief moment of thought, Lu Changsheng nodded in agreement:

"That's fine."

Upon receiving Lu Changsheng's permission, Kunpeng gratefully expressed his thanks, then adjusted his flight speed, carrying Lu Changsheng towards the Demon Race Heavenly Court.

Along the way, Kunpeng couldn't help but wonder, where exactly Lu Changsheng had obtained so many Merit Treasures.

However, he felt it would be inappropriate to ask directly, so he broached the subject indirectly:

"Great Master, have you done something significant recently?

To have obtained so many Merit Treasures!"

Lu Changsheng, who had been meditating peacefully on Kunpeng's broad back, immediately sensed Kunpeng's true intentions upon hearing the question.

A look of displeasure crossed his face, and he said:

"Little Kun, don't ask what you shouldn't, or you might invite Heavenly Punishment. Do you understand?"

Hearing the warning in Lu Changsheng's words, Kunpeng wisely replied:

"Understood, Great Master."

Although he answered that way, Kunpeng's curiosity about Lu Changsheng remained undiminished.

After all, someone who could make an oath before the Heavenly Dao, and casually spend fifty million Merit to hire a Mount, demonstrated that he truly possessed that amount of Merit.

Fifty million Merit, was likely more than even Nuwa gained from creating humanity.

"The Great Master's origins are mysterious, his background extraordinary.

To casually spend fifty million Merit on a Mount, such magnanimity—could he be a Child of the Heavenly Dao?"

Kunpeng marveled inwardly.

If he were merely a cultivator at the late stage of Grand Unity Golden Immortal, To be able to casually produce so much Merit, Unless he was the Child of the Heavenly Dao, there was truly no other explanation.

However, if the Heavenly Dao could know, It would probably deny it in a hurry.

After all, Lu Changsheng possessed trillions of Merit, So much that even the Primordial World's Heavenly Dao couldn't catch up.

If the Heavenly Dao could speak, it might even acknowledge Lu Changsheng as its father.

As Kunpeng was guessing all the way, It suddenly sensed something, Its divine sense swept downwards, And it saw a group of cultivators in the mountain range below fighting over a treasure.

Kunpeng looked closely and realized it was a mid-grade Innate Spiritual Root.

His heart stirred, but he suddenly remembered that as Lu Changsheng's Mount, he couldn't act without his master's permission.

So, he could only speak up to remind him:

"Great Master, down in the mountain range, there seem to be quite a few cultivators fighting over a treasure."

Although Lu Changsheng was only at the late stage of Grand Unity Golden Immortal, he had already sensed the struggle below as they passed through the mountain range.

He just thought the treasure was ordinary and couldn't be bothered.

Hearing Kunpeng's words, he said with disdain:

"It's just an ordinary mid-grade Innate Spiritual Root, what's worth caring about?"

Kunpeng was notoriously poor in the Primordial World. Hearing Lu Changsheng's words, he could only force a bitter smile.

He thought to himself:

"Great Master is too extravagant! He calls a mid-grade Innate Spiritual Root ordinary... As expected of the Child of the Heavenly Dao, rich and powerful!"

Just as Kunpeng was secretly grumbling and preparing to leave, A sudden turn of events made him freeze again--

The mid-grade Innate Spiritual Root, which everyone was fiercely competing for, actually flew towards Lu Changsheng on its own!

"Stop fighting, the treasure flew away!"

Someone in the chaotic battle snapped back to reality and shouted.

Numerous cultivators turned their heads to look, only to see the spiritual root flying directly towards Lu Changsheng in mid-air.

Then, under everyone's gaze, Even Lu Changsheng was a little bewildered, the spiritual root actually recognized him as its master.

For a moment, the entire scene was stunned.

Although Lu Changsheng was surprised, he instinctively put it away upon sensing the spiritual root recognizing him as its master.

He shook his head helplessly and sighed softly:

"I've long heard that those with great fortune can pick up treasures just by walking, so it's true."

Seeing him collect the spiritual root, the cultivators were instantly displeased.

A cultivator at the peak of Grand Unity Golden Immortal had an unfriendly expression and said:

"Fellow Daoist, we have been waiting here for a long time, only to pick and cultivate after the spiritual root matured. You just passed by, yet you want to claim all the rewards. Isn't that too much?"

As soon as the cultivator finished speaking, a group of cultivators quietly rose into the air, forming a siege, clearly not intending to let Lu Changsheng leave easily.

Seeing this, Kunpeng did not hesitate to reveal its world-obscuring true form, its gaze sternly glaring at the surrounding Grand Unity Golden Immortals, and said in a deep voice, "Who dares to stop my Great Master?"

As Kunpeng's late-stage Quasi-Saint aura permeated the air, all those who tried to block him were shocked.

"It's the Heavenly Court's Kunpeng Demon Master!"

It should be known that in the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court, the four Emperors were supreme--Empress Wa Nuwa, Emperor Xi Fuxi, Eastern Emperor Taiyi, and Demon Emperor Dijun.

Below the Four Emperors was this Teacher of Ten Thousand Demons, Kunpeng, whose status was incredibly high!

But when the cultivators looked closely, they found that such a figure had actually become Lu Changsheng's mount. They were all shocked and whispered in disbelief, "The dignified Teacher of Ten Thousand Demons has actually become the mount of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal?"

Kunpeng listened to the discussions of the crowd, a look of disdain on its face, and thought contemptuously: "You mere insects, how can you know that I am following the Child of the Heavenly Dao! In the future, my Merit will be endless, and if I obtain the Primordial Violet Qi, I can even prove the Dao and become a Saint!"

Thinking of the opportunity to become a Saint, Kunpeng couldn't help but grin widely.

However, it was currently in its true form, and this smile appeared particularly fierce, scaring the group of Grand Unity Golden Immortals into retreating: "Fellow Daoist, forgive us, we have urgent matters and cannot stay long!"

In the blink of an eye, the cultivators had disappeared without a trace.

Seeing the insects scatter, Kunpeng shrank its body and obediently carried Lu Changsheng towards the Demon Clan's Heavenly Court.

Lu Changsheng did not pay any attention to this interlude.

After the two departed, the group of Grand Unity Golden Immortals regrouped, gazing in the direction they vanished and marveling, "Tsk, tsk, a Grand Unity Golden Immortal actually made the Teacher of Ten Thousand Demons, Kunpeng, serve as his mount..."

"This origin is definitely not simple!"

Another cultivator nodded in deep agreement:

"Exactly, but to make that Teacher of Ten Thousand Demons, Kunpeng, bow in submission.

Could this person be connected to a Saint?"

Upon hearing this speculation, the surrounding cultivators couldn't help but show expressions of shock.

During the Witch-Demon War, there were only seven Saints in the Primordial World.

Excluding Hongjun, who had already merged with the Heavenly Dao, there were six newly ascended beings.

These seven Saints represented the strongest fighting force in the current Primordial World.

And Saints transcended karma and remained detached from the mortal world.

Therefore, for Lu Changsheng to have a Saint act on his behalf and turn Kunpeng into a mount, what kind of astonishing background must he have?

Just as the Grand Unity Golden Immortals were in shocked speculation, Lu Changsheng felt quite at ease, leisurely refining the Innate Spiritual Root that had just recognized him as its master on Kunpeng's back.

As the Spiritual Root gradually integrated into his body, Lu Changsheng's cultivation technique, the Primordial Creation Art, began to circulate.

The seeds of the three thousand Great Dao Laws within him started to evolve.

During this evolution, Great Dao Divine Runes flowed incessantly, and the power of the three thousand Laws circled his body, occasionally exuding a trace of awe-inspiring Great Dao might that made even Kunpeng, who was carrying him, tremble in fear.

Fearing that any jolt might disturb Lu Changsheng and bring about unforeseen disaster, he slowed his pace, striving for stability.

Internally, however, he was filled with immense shock:

"Is this the Child of the Heavenly Dao?

At merely the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, he can already summon the three thousand Great Dao Laws to surround him?"

One must know that summoning the three thousand Great Dao Laws was a domain only Saints could touch.

And Lu Changsheng was only at the late stage of Grand Unity Golden Immortal, still an unreachable distance from the Saint realm.

Aside from being the "Child of the Heavenly Dao,"

Kunpeng truly couldn't think of any other origin

that, at the mere Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, could garner the blessings of billions of Merit and summon the three thousand Laws to accompany him.

Just as Kunpeng was filled with astonishment, Lu Changsheng had already completely refined the Innate Spiritual Root, smoothly advancing to the peak of Grand Unity Golden Immortal.

Such an effortless breakthrough further convinced Kunpeng—Lu Changsheng was undoubtedly the Child of the Heavenly Dao.

Lu Changsheng, however, paid it no mind, because he knew clearly: arduous cultivation was meaningless.

No matter how much he cultivated, it would be difficult to become a Great Dao Saint.

Only by quickly squandering these hundreds of trillions of Merit

could he achieve the Great Dao Saint position on the spot!

At this moment, the Demon Race Heavenly Court was filled with peace.

Outside the South Heavenly Gate, the Demon Clan powerhouse Qiongqi was patrolling.

Qiongqi instructed the guarding Demon Clan soldiers:

"Recently, the Witch Clan has been causing trouble repeatedly; you must be extra vigilant!"

"Understood!"

After giving the order, Qiongqi was about to patrol elsewhere when his mind suddenly stirred, and he looked up—he saw the Teacher of Ten Thousand Demons, Kunpeng, carrying a cultivator at the peak of Grand Unity Golden Immortal, returning.

Qiongqi froze for a moment, rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and looked again, his face instantly filled with horror:

"The Demon Master is being treated as a mount?"

His shocked exclamation drew the attention of the surrounding Demon Clan soldiers, who all looked on in horror.

Immediately, a soldier rushed off to report to the Ten Great Demon Gods.

When Kunpeng landed at the Demon Race Heavenly Court, Qiongqi was the first to step forward and angrily shouted at Lu Changsheng:

"Audacious cultivator, how dare you take my clan's Demon Master as your mount?"

Kunpeng, who had just landed and had been allowed by Lu Changsheng to transform into human form, immediately retorted with displeasure upon hearing this:

"A mere Qiongqi, how dare you be disrespectful to my Master?"

Qiongqi and the soldiers were stunned.

What did they just hear? The Demon Master wasn't angry, but instead defended this cultivator, and even called him "Master"?

What was happening to the world?

Meanwhile, Lu Changsheng stood still as if he were an onlooker, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

Qiongqi stared blankly for a long time before asking in disbelief:

"Demon Master... what's wrong with you? Have you been controlled by some evil sorcery? If so, blink your eyes!"

Kunpeng, however, said with disdain:

"You sparrows, how can you understand the aspirations of a swan? To be able to be Master's mount is a blessing I, Kunpeng, have cultivated for three lifetimes!"

As soon as these words were spoken, all the demons were shocked, unable to believe that this was the former Teacher of Ten Thousand Demons.

While the demons were in shock, Demon Emperor Dijun, Taiyi, and Fuxi had also arrived upon hearing the news.

Upon seeing Kunpeng and Lu Changsheng beside him, all three frowned and asked Kunpeng:

"Kunpeng, is it true that you are serving as someone's mount?"

Kunpeng calmly replied, "It is indeed true."