A Single Strike Drives Him Back, Little Yellow Dragon Teaches His Junior Siblings

Upon hearing the title "Second Chief," everyone looked at Wu Chu, as they all knew that Wu Chu was known as the "Second Chief" in the Houtu Tribe.

Who exactly is this "Black Two Leader of the Gang"?

However, when Wu Chu heard the word "Black Bei," he immediately thought of that middle-aged Daoist priest with shifty eyes and a rat-like face who claimed to be handsome among wolves.

It seems that Black Bei is indeed quite intelligent!

To be able to deduce the aesthetic sense of the Lord of Purple Jade from a single encounter and even orchestrate this whole affair—his mind is so insightful, no wonder he became the second leader.

That guy was able to thrive under Zhujian and be sent on such important missions, and now he's become the White Ye King's right-hand man...

It seems we underestimated this demon back then!

He Jiu bowed and said, "Esteemed seniors, I must go ahead to inform our king to come and welcome you. Please forgive me!"

Qingqiu Li slightly raised her head, looked into the distance, and shook her head, saying, "No need. Your king already knows of our arrival and is on his way."

Seeing this, Wu Chu said, "Young friend He, why don't you take this opportunity to give us a brief introduction to the situation in your Danzhang Mountain area?"

Upon hearing this, He Jiu nodded and began to explain the general situation of Danzhang Mountain to them.

The Guardian Formation in Danzhang Mountain are different from those in Purple Jade Mountain and Qingqiu Great Wilderness Marsh. They are relatively low-level. Tianmu Daoist only had one mid-grade Spirit Root back then.

Later, the White Ye King succeeded the Tianmu Daoist as the master of Tianmu Mountain, and went to war with the Qilin Clan. By chance, he obtained a top-grade Spirit Root...

In this way, their Danzhang Mountain finally had its own Mountain Protection Array.

However, the area protected by this Mountain Protection Array is not very large, only about 90,000 li in radius, which is far from enough to completely cover their Danzhang Mountain territory.

Even with Guardian Formation of this level, Wu Chu could easily break it, let alone a Daluo Realm expert like Qingqiu Li.

The combined territory of these eighteen leaders of Danzhang Mountain far exceeds that of Purple Jade Mountain, and may even be several times larger.

It's even much farther than the distance from Purple Jade Mountain to the Houtu Tribe.

Therefore, without the aid of a protective formation, although Wu Chu and his group had reached the edge of Danzhang Mountain, they still needed to fly for a while to arrive.

He Jiu told them wasn't really a secret; you could just grab any little demon and ask them and find out.

It's estimated that someone like He Jiu, who specializes in running errands for others, would only know a limited number of secrets.

Listening to He Jiu's explanation, the group flew tens of thousands of miles.

Suddenly, a figure stirred up a black wind and led a group of lesser demons, soaring into the air from a bare black mountain peak below.

The mountain peak was bare and looked rather precipitous. The surrounding peaks were all the same, with jagged rocks and strangely shaped peaks rising abruptly.

As this great demon appeared, sand and stones flew everywhere, and black winds howled. The scene looked quite grand, with dark clouds Rolling in the sky, creating a scene of oppressive darkness. This seemed somewhat out of place with the ethereal and otherworldly atmosphere of Wu Chu and his companions.

Old Round, clad in black armor and wielding Wrought-Iron Staff, stepped forward with a cold snort, attempting to block the black winds. Of course, this action was merely for show, as the other party did not actually direct the black winds towards Wu Chu and his group.

He Jiu quickly introduced them, "This is Chief A-Fu, one of the eighteen chiefs of Danzhang Mountain. That Heavenly Fortune Mountain is Chief A-Fu's Daoist Temple..."

The leader A-Fu, who made quite a grand entrance, immediately put away his arrogance and became serious after sensing the Golden Immortal aura emanating from Old Round.

"Chief A-Fu..."

He Jiu called out, wanting to introduce Wu Chu and his group to the other party.

The young man, dressed in black with black lips and round black eyes, but with an extremely pale face and a somewhat sinister aura, simply waved his hand and said, "I know what you're doing!"

As he spoke, he looked at Wu Chu and said, "I presume you, fellow Daoist, are the Lord of Purple Jade Mountain, the Mountain Recluse Who Never Leaves, who has come to congratulate our King! I am the humble Daoist Fortune, and I have heard that the Mountain Recluse Who Never Leaves also possesses the cultivation of Golden Immortal. I wonder if you, fellow Daoist, dare to fight me?"

Upon hearing this, everyone was somewhat taken aback. How many years ago was this message?

He Jiu and Old Ox, standing to the side, nearly popped their eyes out. They weren't entirely sure how strong Wu Chu was, but he was definitely more than just Golden Immortal!

If he were merely a Golden Immortal, then why would the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Clans send their members to him as his disciples?

Old Round's lips curled into a cold smile, befitting a king of soldiers. He twitched his Wrought-Iron Staff and sneered, "You think you can fight my master? You'll have to defeat me first!"

"Wait, wait..."

He Jiu cried out and ran to the Daoist Fortune, his long face contorted in a pained expression. He whispered, "Chief A-Fu, what are you doing? Do you know...?"

"You step aside!"

With a casual flick of his wrist, Daoist Fortune swept He Jiu aside.

His complete refusal to listen to advice left everyone utterly astonished.

Young Hao chuckled and said, "How has this guy managed to survive until now?"

Wu Chu shook his head. "It's probably because he suddenly ascended to the Golden Immortal that he's become so arrogant! Old Round, go easy on him. We're here as guests, not to make enemies."

Although the other party provoked them first, killing him wouldn't be excessive, but Wu Chu wasn't the kind of person who went on a bloodthirsty rampage. Besides, they finally had a comedian who came out to amuse them; wouldn't it be incredibly disrespectful to just let him get killed off like that?

"Yes, Master!"

Old Round should have, so he leaped up, swung his iron rod, and smashed it down at the Daoist Fortune.

No sooner said than done, Old Round swung his iron rod down in the blink of an eye. The Daoist Fortune only had time to raise his hand and unleash a beam of light, which was instantly shattered by the iron rod, which then struck the Daoist's palm.

Bang! Crack...

Daoist Fortune's expression changed drastically. He let out a miserable cry, clutched his arms, and instantly retreated.

Little Yellow Dragon covered his forehead, shook his head and sighed softly, then said to Little Golden Phoenix and Little Qilin, "You two, if you ever go on a journey, you can't be like him. You must wait until people finish speaking before listening to what they have to say. Otherwise, making a fool of yourself is a small matter, but if you accidentally lose your life..."

"Does Senior Brother think I'm stupid?" Little Golden Phoenix calmly glanced at Little Yellow Dragon.

Little Yellow Dragon glanced at Little Golden Phoenix, coughed lightly, and said, "Of course I trust you!"

The Little Qilin nodded and said, "Don't worry, senior brother, I'm very clever!"

Little Yellow Dragon quietly pursed his lips, thinking: You're the one I can't trust the most. You're like a silly roe deer all day long, and you don't seem very smart at all!