Kunlun Mountain's Demon Race

Amidst a profusion of flowers, Long Ling enjoys a cup of Myriad Flower Wine Brew).

Squinting, as if complaining:

"Senior brothers, when do you think our teacher will emerge from seclusion?"

These days, those self-proclaimed demon cultivators have really gone too far.

They actually started openly forming cliques in the Kunlun Mountain.

They even came to our door several times, trying to get me and Little Kong Xuan to join some damn demon clan."

When the demon race was mentioned, Long Ling was quite dissatisfied, her eyes filled with disdain.

"Bah! A bunch of petty thieves, a bunch of filthy and Soul Spirit individuals. Do they even deserve to let me and Little Kong Xuan join them?"

"Don't you think so, Little Kong Xuan?"

Long Ling smiled and cupped the little boy Kong Xuan's round face in her outstretched hands, mischievously squeezing and kneading it.

Although the Little Kong Xuan, who looked to be around seven or eight years old, was also Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, his cultivation level was still high.

However, he still couldn't compare to Long Ling, who was already at the Peak Taiyi.

Moreover, his master is currently suppressed beneath Hua Tian Peak, and he is here to atone for his master's sins.

In Long Ling, there are absolutely no human rights.

After having his chubby cheeks pinched by Long Ling's dragon claws, Kong Xuan wisely echoed:

"Sister Long Ling is right, those demons are really too arrogant."

This Kunlun Mountain is the territory of our Three Sacred Lands, and many immortals and gods in the mountains have listened to the Dao at the gates of the Three Sacred Lands.

The demon race's attempt to win over these people is truly sinister.

They clearly didn't take our Hua Tian Peak seriously.

Kong Xuan raised his small fist and spoke eloquently, every word and phrase proclaiming him a member of Hua Tian Peak.

"Hehe! I knew you were the cutest, Little Kong Xuan!"

Long Ling was very satisfied with Kong Xuan's answer and patted the obedient Kong Xuan's fluffy head.

Turning his head, he winked at Yan Sheng, and then at Huang Ting, and asked:

"Senior brother, junior brother, what exactly did you two say? Give me a straight answer."

I want to drive out the demons of Kunlun Mountain, will you help me or not?

Now, 50,000 years have passed in the Kunlun Mountain.

The number of immortals and deities in the mountains is no less than two hundred thousand, unlike in the past.

There are only a few dozen Primordial Unity Golden Immortal left.

Two more Daluo Golden Immortal have now appeared in the Kunlun Mountain.

Unfortunately, both of these Daluo Golden Immortal were originally Foundation Innate Demon God.

With the establishment of the demon race by Di Jun and Tai Yi in the Thirty-Six Heavens.

Not only are the Primordial Demons, but even within the Kunlun Mountain, a demon camp with tens of thousands of members has appeared.

Those two Great Luo Immortals of the demon race are the leaders behind the demon race of Kunlun Mountain.

At the moment, the Three Pure Ones, Luo Qing, Luo Xuan, Fairy Xihua, and Bai Hua are all in seclusion.

The demon race of Kunlun Mountain has gathered such a massive force that they are extremely arrogant.

It has already established itself as the Fourth Sacred Land of Kunlun.

They frequently bothered Long Ling and Kong Xuan, who often visited Hua Tian Peak, trying to recruit them into the demon race.

This annoyed Long Ling to no end.

Even other benevolent Immortals were often oppressed by these powerful demons, who coerced and lured them into joining the demon race.

In addition, the demon race is composed of many bloodthirsty, demonic, and bestial individuals.

In an instant, the entire Kunlun Mountain were thrown into chaos and turmoil by these demons.

It was then that Long Ling conceived the idea of expelling the demon race from Kunlun Mountain.

Unfortunately, the demons of Kunlun Mountain have two Great Luo Demon God backing them up.

I still don't know when my master and the others will be able to emerge from seclusion!

Long Ling had no choice but to seek help from his junior brother, Huang Ting.

He looked at the Long Ling with his large, pleading eyes.

Senior Brother Yan Sheng felt quite helpless as his junior sister ignored him.

The truth is, he currently only possesses the cultivation level of the early Taiyi.

He's not even as good as Little Kong Xuan! He can't help at all.

He had no choice but to turn his attention to his junior brother, Huang Ting.

Once upon a time, Yan Sheng thought that after having his Third Junior Disciple, he would no longer be the one with the lowest cultivation level among his fellow disciples.

But later I found out that this Third Junior Disciple was actually the one who was pretending to be weak while actually being strong.

Her talent and cultivation are even higher than Long Ling's; she can't even compare to Aunt Xuan Nü.

Now that another Little Kong Xuan doll, Taiyi, has arrived, Yan Sheng has completely given up the struggle.

So be it! He's completely resigned to his fate.

Yan Sheng also disliked the demons of Kunlun Mountain.

Perhaps it's because of his low cultivation level and talent.

Yan Sheng is probably the person who has spent the most time with the many Rogue Cultivator from Kunlun Mountain among the Hua Tian Peak.

On ordinary days, they would drink and discuss philosophy, exchanging ideas on spiritual practice.

They would occasionally exchange techniques and hone their fighting skills.

Yan Sheng has become friends with many Rogue Cultivator from Kunlun Mountain.

Recently, many fellow cultivators have complained to him that the demon race is abusing its power, occupying mountains as kings, and dominating territories.

Yan Sheng, who considers himself a successor of Hua Tian Peak, naturally detests the domineering behavior of the demon race.

Hua Tian Peak has been spreading the Dao in Kunlun Mountain for hundreds of thousands of years, and has never had any intention of becoming a king or a hegemon.

How dare the demon race do this?

Yan Sheng looked at his junior brother Huang Ting, hoping that his junior brother would take action and teach the Kunlun Mountain demons a lesson.

Little Kong Xuan, Long Ling, Yan Sheng all looked at Huang Ting, waiting for him to make a decision.

A look of hesitation flashed across Huang Ting's face, and his eyes were filled with conflict.

He usually spends most of his time in the Hua Tian World, and rarely even goes to Hua Tian Peak.

Huang Ting didn't feel much about the demons in Kunlun Mountain.

But now, his Second Senior Sister, who usually takes good care of him, is seeking his help.

Huang Ting was naturally willing to help.

However, Father God Luo Qing had previously instructed him to try not to leave the area of Hua Tian Peak.

His Foundation was rather sensitive, and Yan Sheng and Long Ling were unaware of it.

Huang Ting was naturally extremely conflicted.

I won't go; I'm afraid it will affect the relationship between my fellow disciples.

Going there would be disobeying the Father God's command.

Luo Qing, who had already emerged from seclusion and stood atop the summit of Five-Colored Divine Mountain, spoke of the demon race when Long Ling revealed the matter.

He heard the whole story from beginning to end, explaining the whole background of how the three disciples had gathered.

Seeing Huang Ting's conflicted expression, Luo Qing smiled wryly.

He knew why his third disciple, Huang Ting, was hesitating.

I couldn't bear to let my foolish disciple Huang Ting continue to suffer mentally.

In the end, Luo Qing stepped in to help him out of the predicament.

Just as Long Ling blinked her big eyes, anticipating Huang Ting's response...

Luo Qing's scolding voice reached the ears of the four people from the Five-Colored Divine Mountain.

"Long Ling, are you up to something again? This time you've even set your sights on your junior brother."

"You're supposed to be my senior sister? Don't you know any shame?"

Upon hearing Luo Qing's shouts, Long Ling's face flashed with panic.

However, he immediately beamed with joy, revealing a happy expression.

With a whoosh, it transformed into a stream of light and arrived atop the Five-Colored Divine Mountain in the blink of an eye.

Then she saw Luo Qing, who was smiling at her.

Although Long Ling was usually a bit lively, she was still very polite.

Upon seeing Luo Qing, he immediately knelt down joyfully and said, "Disciple greets Master, congratulations on your great progress in cultivation."

While offering congratulations, Long Ling looked at her teacher with a nervous expression.

She knew that her teacher had gone into seclusion to break through the bottleneck of the peak of the peak Grand Luo Golden Immortal.

I'm a little worried about whether my teacher has succeeded.

Long Ling's little scheme could not possibly escape Luo Qing's notice.

Luo Qing burst into laughter, then chuckled and cursed:

"Get up! You're all talk and no action; why didn't you think of preparing a gift for your teacher?"