Eastern Territory In the far west, there is a mountain named Zhen.
You Mountain Range, stretching for tens of thousands of miles, the mountains are as steep as a knife and an axe, and are covered by thick clouds and fog all year round.
The rules in this area are very different from other places in Eastern Territory.
No matter how well-known and upright the family is, no matter how rich the Aristocratic Clan family is, it will not work in this realm of You Mountain.
Those who really mean what they say are those Demon Race powerful people entrenched in the deep mountains and old forests.
Probably because deep inside this You Mountain, sits Living Soil Lineage, one of the Twenty-Five Lineages orthodoxy.
From the top to the bottom, from the powerful elders to the floor sweepers, Demon accounts for nine out of ten.
What goes up and leads to action, the world around the You Mountain Range naturally becomes the world of Demon Race.
If the human monks want to gain a foothold here, they must be cautious and tread on thin ice.
Among You Mountain.
There are also a few cities.
One of them is named Danhua City.
Ma Mansion, which occupies a very large area in the east of the city, was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations today, and the high walls were covered with red silk.
Even the two usually majestic stone lions of the town house at the door were tied with big red flowers around their necks, which looked a bit funny.
The sound of firecrackers was loud, and the red confetti on the ground was spread like a red carpet.
The joyful atmosphere almost dissipates the chill of late autumn.
Ma Clan, here Falling Star City can be regarded as a distinguished monk family.
The clan has been established for thousands of years and has accumulated a rich foundation by relying on the spirit medicine ore that is a specialty in You Mountain.
Today is the happy day for the Ma Clan's eldest granddaughter to come out of the palace.
The door of the mansion is wide open, and there are a lot of guests.
It's just that the composition of the guests who came to congratulate me is actually a bit complicated.
There are human monks who come here wearing gold and silver and wielding swords; there are also Demon who are big and round, with a beast's head on his head, and a meteoric stride.
Humans and monsters, in front of this Ma Mansion door, greet each other, bow their hands, and they are in a happy mood.
Such a strange scene of mixed humans and monsters is something that You Mountain Range seems accustomed to.
Ma Mansion Outside the vermilion paint gate.
The person responsible for picking up the guests and singing the song is actually not Ma Clan's servant.
Instead, they were two deer demons standing upright.
These two deer demons were tall and forced to wear ill-fitting human festive robes.
The slender neck poked out from the collar, holding two deer heads that had not yet shed their down, making it look particularly funny.
But they didn't realize it, and instead tried hard to pull on their collars, trying to maintain some dignity.
The deer demon on the left howled at the top of his lungs. "Li Clan in the south of the city, give me two millennium spirit medicine plants to congratulate Miss Ma Clan on her wedding -"
The deer demon on the right quickly bent down to lead the way. "Li Clan Please come inside, please come inside, be careful of the threshold, don't sprain your hoof... Oops, it's a foot, don't sprain your foot."
Li Clan Master's eyes twitched, he forced out a smile, cupped his hands, and walked quickly into the house, fearing that he would be tainted by the stupidity of this deer demon if he stayed for a second longer.
"Zhang Family in the west of the city, give me a hundred catties of black iron concentrate--"
"Black Wind Cave patrolling the mountain Little Drill Wind, give away two spiritual beasts--"
In the side courtyard of the mansion, hundreds of tables were set up with running water banquets, and they were already full of guests.
Demon people eat boldly, eating large pieces of meat and drinking from large bowls.
The wine flowed down the furry chin and dripped on the exquisite red carpet.
Some were so excited to eat that they even revealed half of their original form, and their thick tails swept around under the table.
The human monks, on the other hand, seemed more reserved, holding wine glasses and smiling faces, for fear that they might offend one of the Great Demon at the same table by making too many moves while picking up the food.
At a table in the corner, two human monks were talking in low voices.
"Old Master Ma, is this old fool?"
A middle-aged monk wearing a green robe held up his wine glass, covering his mouth, but kept glancing towards the main table, "Ma Clan is also a member of a prestigious family for thousands of years, and the eldest daughter Ma Clan is as beautiful as a jade, with excellent talent, how come... how did you get betrothed to a Demon?"
The middle-aged monk's tone was full of regret and confusion.
There's even a hint of sourness.
Sitting opposite him was an old man with a goatee.
"You know shit."
The old man sneered, took a sip of water and wine, and cast a sidelong glance at the middle-aged monk, "Demon What's wrong? Don't you even look, who is that uncle Ma Clan?"
The middle-aged monk was stunned and put down his wine glass. "Who is it?"
The old man lowered his voice, leaned forward and got a little closer, "Demon Emperor Juechen!"
"Demon Emperor Juechen?!"
The middle-aged monk took a deep breath.
He only knew it was Demon Emperor, but he didn't know it was this one!
The old man sneered again and again and continued, "A while ago, Ma Clan's ineffective second generation ancestor, Miss Ma's biological brother, killed a Cold Mountain Ridge little demon without mercy when he was training outside. Who is the leader of Cold Mountain Ridge? Cold Mountain Demon Emperor! He is famous for his cruelty and unyielding nature."
"When Old Master Ma heard the news, he vomited blood on the spot. What can he do? He couldn't fight again and again, and he couldn't run away... This You Mountain Range, there are hundreds of Demon Race and Ma Clan people everywhere, where are they going to escape?"
The old man sighed and shook his head, "In order to preserve this thousands-year-old foundation, Old Master Ma could only grit his teeth, seek connections everywhere, and spend all his family wealth. Finally, he hooked up with Demon Emperor Juechen and gave his most beloved granddaughter to Demon Emperor Juechen as his concubine!"
"With Demon Emperor Juechen's relationship, Cold Mountain Demon Emperor has to think carefully so as not to start a war with Demon Emperor Juechen just for the sake of a little monster... Ma Clan can barely save his life."
The middle-aged monk was dumbfounded after hearing this, and after a long sigh, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. "What a sin... that Miss Ma Clan has a strong temper. Normally, she doesn't even look down on the ordinary Aristocratic Clan prodigies... To be Demon like this as a concubine, I'm afraid life would be worse than death."
"You have to suffer even if life is worse than death."
The old man said coldly, glancing at the Demons in the courtyard who were pushing cups and changing cups, "In this world, it is a great blessing that the human race can survive... Not to mention giving a granddaughter, even if Old Master Ma personally goes to lick the anus of that Demon Emperor, he has to be grateful."
In the courtyard, the noise was still there.
On the main seat, Ma Clan, the current head of the family, Old Master Ma, was wearing a brand-new red auspicious suit and greeted all the guests with a smile on his face.
His hair was gray, his figure was slightly stooped, and the hand holding the wine glass was shaking unnoticeably.
He smiles when he meets people and respects monsters.
It's just that only he himself knows how much bitterness and humiliation is hidden behind that smile.
Right now.
The sea of clouds in the sky was forcibly torn apart.
A flying boat with restrained energy came through the sky.
In the blink of an eye.
The flying boat collects the brilliance.
Three figures landed steadily outside the Ma Mansion vermilion paint gate.
Such movement.
It immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding Demon Race and human monks.
Countless gazes were cast towards him.
All I could see was that the group of people who came were looking indescribably weird.
A child wearing a broad robe.
Followed by a weak and obedient Tiger Demon who didn't even dare to breathe.
And between this man and a demon.
It was a man wearing mysterious clothes.
A stunning looking girl.