Demon Race

Jiang Yuan hadn't broken through to Heavenly Immortal yet, so how could Mu Jiao harvest the Exotic Fruit and transform into an Innate God and Devil with its help?

And if he wanted the Exotic Fruit to mature early, how could he do it without paying a price? He would definitely have to invest a lot of precious resources.

Previously, Jiang Yuan's mind hadn't quite grasped this point, so he hadn't thought of it. Now that he saw Mu Jiao, he suddenly remembered that besides Xuanshan Clan, he could also collect the Nine Sons' Essence Blood through Mu Jiao.

This was the person who cared about him the most!

If he asked Mu Jiao for help, he wouldn't have to pay any price; mere words would suffice.

Moreover, with Mu Jiao's identity and status, having him step forward to collect the Nine Sons' Essence Blood would surely be far more efficient than Xuanshan Clan.

"Nine Sons' Essence Blood? No problem."

"I don't want your savings either. Consider it a loan. When you've achieved success in your cultivation later, you can repay me double."

Mu Jiao's heart tightened, but he pretended to be relaxed as he spoke.

Collecting the Nine Sons' Essence Blood wasn't difficult for him, but the problem was, what kind of scripture was Jiang Yuan cultivating that required the Nine Sons' Essence Blood to break through, and in such large quantities?

This was no small matter. The Nine Sons' Essence Blood, when refined into one, could restore a portion of the True Dragon Essence Blood. If Jiang Yuan needed this to break through, then without a doubt, his combat power after a successful breakthrough would be astonishing, capable of dominating his peers.

Could this be a good thing for him? The stronger Jiang Yuan became, the more likely he was to lose control. He was the one nurturing the Exotic Fruit; if it were to kill him, that would be a joke.

However, the problem shouldn't be too big. Thinking of his cultivation at the sixth level of Heavenly Immortal, Mu Jiao calmed down again.

Even if Jiang Yuan successfully broke through and his strength dominated his peers, so what? According to the latest research from the Xuanmen, the Heavenly Immortal realm should be divided into three stages: Heavenly Immortal, Profound Immortal, and Golden Immortal.

The first four levels were Heavenly Immortal, the middle four were Profound Immortal, and the last four were Golden Immortal.

His cultivation at the sixth level of Heavenly Immortal was precisely the middle stage of Profound Immortal. Even if Jiang Yuan achieved Heavenly Immortal, he would still be one major realm higher than Mu Jiao.

No matter how strong one was in dominating their peers, they were still only dominating their peers. Could they possibly challenge him across a major realm?

After all, he, Mu Jiao, was also a prodigy, an outstanding figure among his peers, not an ordinary Heavenly Immortal. Who could challenge him across realms?

After this psychological preparation, Mu Jiao became even more resolute. He then bid farewell to the two and returned to the Dragon Palace to collect the Nine Sons' Essence Blood for Jiang Yuan.

"I have a feeling he's more concerned about your affairs than you are," Xuanshan Clan said, looking in the direction Mu Jiao had left, his tone peculiar.

"Of course, it's because he already considers me his possession. Everything he's doing now, while seemingly for me, is actually for himself, which is why he's so invested," Jiang Yuan sneered, his tone mocking. Greed knows no bounds; Mu Jiao deserved to be played for a fool and have all his value extracted.

"Indeed, one cannot be too greedy. Once greed arises, the heart becomes uncontrollable, and actions become unfathomable."

"The ancestors' words, urging us to restrain our greed, are not without reason."

Xuanshan Clan was speechless. It was truly greed that blinded him. He had thought Mu Jiao was quite clear-headed before, but now he had become this way, foolish to the point of no cure.

Jiang Yuan smiled but said nothing. This wasn't because Mu Jiao was foolish, but because he had fallen under the Wisdom-Reducing Halo. No matter how high his intelligence, it was useless.

Did they really think Jiang Yuan's Merit was fake? Dare to scheme against him, and your IQ would be directly reduced.

That's right, Merit was that mysterious. It could not only increase cultivation, refine magic treasures, strengthen luck, and protect the Primordial Spirit, but it could also reduce the enemy's wisdom, causing them to make constant mistakes.

If not for this, why would the world so highly regard Merit? It had only advantages and no disadvantages.

"Since Mu Jiao is helping you, do you still need me to continue collecting the Nine Sons' Essence Blood for you as you previously asked?" Xuanshan Clan asked, returning to his senses.

"Yes, not just the Nine Sons' Essence Blood, but also the True Dragon Essence Blood. I want as much as you can get."

One shouldn't put all their eggs in one basket. No matter how you looked at it, Mu Jiao wasn't one of them, and Jiang Yuan had to guard against him.

"Alright then."

Xuanshan Clan nodded and also prepared to leave for the Dragon Palace to busy himself for Jiang Yuan.

As for whether Jiang Yuan would mess up and end up dying tragically at Mu Jiao's hands, that was impossible.

Xuanshan Clan knew very well that Mu Jiao's father, Mu Longbo, would not protect him forever. But before Jiang Yuan could grow, Ancestor Sui would always protect him.

With Ancestor Sui as a fallback, how could Jiang Yuan possibly lose? Even if Mu Longbo himself came, it would result in the tragic deaths of father and son, and he wouldn't be able to harm Jiang Yuan in the slightest.

This scheme, from beginning to end, was filled with unfairness. Initially, it was unfair to Jiang Yuan, and now, it had developed into unfairness towards Mu Jiao.

As the Nine Sons' Essence Blood had not been fully gathered yet, Jiang Yuan did not continue his seclusion. Instead, he wandered around the Human Race, intending to personally experience the changes in the Human Race in recent years.

Then, as he was wandering, he made an unexpected discovery: he actually saw figures of the Demon Race among the Human Race.

This was very abnormal. Although the Demon Race was now the overlord of heaven and earth, because the Wu Clan dominated the land, the Demon Race's living space on the ground had long been squeezed out, forcing them to live in the sky.

Those who refused to leave were either killed by the Wu Clan or secretly killed by the myriad races.

That's right, besides the Wu Clan, the myriad races on the ground also harbored extreme animosity towards the Demon Race.

Although they didn't have the strength of the Wu Clan to openly slaughter the Demon Race, they had the courage to act in secret, and quite a bit of it.

The Primordial World was vast and boundless. With the Wu Clan's small population, they couldn't possibly kill all the demons left on the ground. Yet now, looking around, demons were almost extinct on the ground.

The reason for this was the secret actions of the myriad races, who, under the guise of the Wu Clan, had killed all the demons left on the ground.

If one were to ask why all the races hated the Demon Race so much, it could only be said that the Demon Race brought it upon themselves. Firstly, during the early days of the Demon Race's establishment, to expand their power, they had attacked various races everywhere, forcing them to join the Demon Race.

After all these great battles, the races with weak bones all surrendered and became members of the Demon Race.

As for those with strong bones, and who had not yet been exterminated by the Demon Race, they were the myriad races on the ground today. They all bore a deep, bloody hatred for the Demon Race, and if they had the chance, they would naturally not be polite to the Demon Race.

Secondly, and most crucially.

After the Demon Race established the Heavenly Court and took control of the vast starry sky, the first thing they did was to intercept all the boundless starlight that should have flowed to the Primordial World, for their own private use.

This immediately caused an uproar throughout the entire Primordial World, and everyone cursed the Demon Race.

The starlight used to nourish the entire Primordial World was intercepted by the Demon Race for their own sustenance.

This selfish act by the Demon Race instantly filled them with hatred and pushed them to the opposite side of all races.

It was from this moment that the Demon Race forged a great karma with the myriad races on the ground, and all races wished for their demise.