The Kindhearted Bird Kunpeng! The Demon Script Is Born

One of the mountain ranges in the Hundred Thousand Mountains is where Kunpeng secluded himself.

Lately, he has been trying to refine the primordial energy, hoping to gain guidance, but he has been unable to grasp the key points.

On this day, Fuxi and Nuwa arrived, and Kunpeng sensed their presence, feeling puzzled.

What are these two siblings doing here?

Is the demon race and the Witch Clan about to engage in a decisive battle?

"Or... do they want to steal my Primordial Violet Qi?"

"After all, Fuxi didn't have the Primordial Violet Qi, and Nuwa, as a disciple of the Dao Ancestor, seems to have a Sage to want to obtain a piece of Primordial Violet Qi for her brother, which makes sense, right?"

In that split second, Kunpeng had made countless assumptions. After being ambushed repeatedly in the battle of the Three Immortal Islands, he had become even more cautious.

But despite his thoughts, he still obediently went out to greet them.

"Fellow Daoists, what brings you here today?"

Kunpeng greeted him respectfully, addressing him as "fellow Daoist" with neither arrogance nor servility. Possessing the Primordial Violet Qi, he had already placed himself in a position roughly equivalent to the disciples of the Dao Ancestor.

This is an invisible posture, emanating from within.

"It's nothing serious, I just wanted to ask you for some advice."

Fuxi said with a smile.

Consult?

What can I ask you?

Kunpeng was puzzled, but outwardly remained calm while secretly being on guard.

"Then... please come in, both of you."

Once seated in the cave, Kunpeng slowly spoke, "May I ask what questions you two may have?"

"To be honest, your cultivation and magical power are both above mine. I really don't know what you want to ask me?"

He said with a smile, appearing very humble, but in his heart, Kunpeng believed that he was no less than any great power, especially someone of Fuxi's level.

"It's like this, I'd like to ask you about the matter of Demon Script."

Nuwa paused for a moment, then spoke.

"Demon Script?" Kunpeng's expression shifted, and he inexplicably sensed a demonic power.

"Indeed, it is Demon Script. I would like to hear what insights Fellow Kunpeng has."

Nuwa continued, giving a general overview of the Demon Script, saying what should be said and refraining from saying what shouldn't be said.

After listening, Kunpeng's eyes lit up, and for some reason, a lot of ideas suddenly popped into his mind.

With the praise of Nuwa and Fuxi, Kunpeng spoke his mind frankly and without reservation.

I don't know why, but thoughts are flowing like a spring, unstoppable.

He understands it all too well.

Nuwa and Fuxi's eyes lit up upon hearing this. They had to admit that some of Kunpeng's ideas were quite enlightening.

Very inspiring.

Nuwa, in particular, had already heard what Ling Xiao had said, and now, with the addition of Kunpeng's words, her understanding of the Demon Script became even clearer.

She seemed to know what to do.

"Fellow Daoists, was what I said helpful?" After his outpouring, Kunpeng finally stopped and asked with a smile.

He was very satisfied with what he had said; it was logical, well-reasoned, and methodical, with a constant stream of brilliant ideas and Taiqing train of thought.

"Yes! Of course!" Nuwa nodded, showing great approval. No wonder Ling Xiao sent him to find Kunpeng; Kunpeng's understanding of Demon Script was indeed unique.

I never expected that Kunpeng usually seems ruthless, vicious, and unreliable, would have such insight.

"Fellow Daoist Ling Xiao is terrifying! He can even deduce something like this!"

Nuwa was surprised and held Ling Xiao in even higher esteem.

It was as if nothing in the world could be hidden from him.

"If I can help you, fellow Daoist, that would be wonderful," Kunpeng said with a smile, a hint of pride in his eyes.

He could tell that Nuwa was impressed by his knowledge.

They all expressed their admiration.

It's no exaggeration to say that this was the first time in all these years that he had seen Nuwa like this.

"Kunpeng, you've not only helped my sister, but you've also helped all the demon race."

At this moment, Fuxi spoke up in praise, and his view of the Kunpeng also changed somewhat.

"You flatter me... Fellow Daoist, what do you mean?" Kunpeng's gaze faltered, as if he had suddenly realized something.

Demon Script...

Is this text created for all demon races?

"Is Nuwa trying to popularize Demon Script among all demons in order to gain Heavenly Dao Merit?"

Kunpeng's thoughts shifted, and he emerged from his earlier smugness, quickly understanding Nuwa and Fuxi's intentions.

They also naturally knew that if the Demon Script were popularized among all demons, it would be an immense act of merit.

"Fellow Daoist, don't you understand? This Demon Script was created specifically for our demon race. With it, the problem of inheritance for countless demons can be solved."

Fuxi smiled and expressed his gratitude, but to Kunpeng, that smile seemed like a mockery.

He felt like he had been used!

"You didn't say earlier that this was created for the demon race!"

Kunpeng was indignant, but outwardly remained calm. He merely smiled slightly at Fuxi's words and said, "It is my greatest honor to be able to contribute to the demon race!"

"To have Fellow Kunpeng is truly a blessing for our demon race!"

Fuxi responded with an expression of appreciation.

"Haha... you flatter me, you flatter me." Kunpeng waved his hand, smiling as he declined, but the smile looked somewhat stiff, and a strange glint flashed in his eyes, though he remained impassive.

"After you leave, I will first establish the Demon Script and spread it throughout the demon race. Then, this opportunity will be mine!"

He had already made his plans; how could he possibly give away such a great merit and opportunity to Nuwa?

As long as he establishes the Demon Script first and obtains Heavenly Dao Merit, he can sever his two corpses, and may even become a saint. At that time, he will be in charge of the entire demon race.

If Nuwa and Fuxi dared to disobey him, they would have suppressed him immediately.

"Heh heh, the merit from this Demon Script will ultimately be mine!"

Kunpeng pondered for a moment and had already made up his mind. He could sense that this was his opportunity, one that would never come again!

No wonder he'd been racking his brains these past few days without finding a solution; it turns out this opportunity was coming to him of its own accord.

"Then you must continue with your business, fellow Daoist; we'll take our leave first."

Nuwa and Fuxi stood up and said with smiles on their faces.

"Take care, take care..." Kunpeng said politely, as he also wanted to see the two off as soon as possible so he could get to work on establishing the Demon Script.

Next, Nuwa and Fuxi walked out of the Kunpeng Cave Abode. At this moment, the Demon Script in Nuwa's mind was completely completed.

Immediately, she raised her head, her eyes shining brightly and radiating divine light.

"Heavenly Dao above, I, Nuwa moved by the difficulty of cultivation for the demon race. Today, I create the Demon Script to pass on the methods of cultivation!"

Nuwa's Daoist voice was vast and resounded throughout the four directions. From between her brows, beams of golden light shot out, giving rise to three thousand Demon Script.

The Heavenly Dao sensed something and, under a pull, countless demon races Primordial Land felt it, and three thousand Demon Script appeared in their minds.

Then, in the endless void, golden light flowed, and the vast light of merit descended, bringing life to all things, and countless wondrous phenomena appeared.

Most of these immense merits were bestowed upon Nuwa, with the remainder distributed among Fuxi, Kunpeng, a host of great demons, and all the demon races.

In an instant, the fortune and strength of the entire demon race increased dramatically.