Before long, Bo Huang and Tai Yi returned with a pile of materials. "Big Brother, we won't be at a disadvantage when fighting the Witch Clan now. Bo Huang's physical body combat strength is already no weaker than an Ancestral Witch. Also, take a look at this."
As he spoke, Tai Yi took out two Jade Slips containing cultivation techniques and handed them to Di Jun after inscribing them.
Di Jun looked at the techniques before him and said, "Did Bo Huang comprehend these while fighting Zhunti? And these medicinal ingredients for the body-tempering technique are rather difficult to obtain. Bodhi roots or six-foot golden cicadas? Neither is easy to catch."
Bo Huang pulled out a huge tree branch and said, "I snapped off Zhunti's leg. Combined with the other medicinal ingredients and the Heavenly Demon Body Tempering Art, it should be enough to raise the Demon Master, Xi Huang, Father, and Second Uncle's physical bodies to the late Quasi-Saint stage, as well as raise the Ten Great Demon Sages' physical body strength to the early Quasi-Saint stage."
Di Jun nodded and laughed heartily. "Good! Excellent!" With that, he immediately gathered the various Demon Sages and began their cultivation.
At that moment, Bo Huang developed another headache and asked the system, "System, can you give me a task? I've arranged for the demon race's strength to increase, and I've planted the seeds for catching golden cicadas. What about the later stages?"
The system said, "Ding dong. Simple. You can now study something indispensable in your past life: money."
Bo Huang looked speechless. "Money? My damn Magic Power cultivation is at the mid Da Luo stage, and my physical body cultivation is at the late Quasi-Saint stage, yet you're talking to me about money? Some spiritual treasures would be more practical."
The system said, "What do you know? Is there even a standard for trade in the Primordial Wilderness right now? If you set up a bank based on the Heavenly Court, even Hong Jun would have to maintain stability and keep the Heavenly Court from collapsing."
Bo Huang shook his head. "This isn't my past life. Money was practically omnipotent there, but this is the Primordial Wilderness. Money? Heh. Not to mention anything else, even any random heavenly soldier here wouldn't care about ordinary gold and silver."
The system nearly crashed at those words. "Then use something rare to mint currency. There must be something no one can refuse."
Bo Huang fell into deep thought. Money? Money in my past life could be exchanged for all kinds of supplies, but what temptation would these big shots in the Heavenly Court be unable to refuse? Besides, what if someone made counterfeits? Everyone has Magic Power—who would know if they forged something?
Just as Bo Huang was nursing a headache, the system said, "Ding. An Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Treasure-Dropping Golden Coin, has been detected at Mount Wuyi. Host, please retrieve it as soon as possible."
Bo Huang was utterly bewildered. "Where is Mount Wuyi? I don't know the way at all. System, open the navigation."
"Ding dong. The system does not have navigation privileges. Please resolve this yourself," the system irresponsibly replied.
Fine, I'll find it myself. I refuse to believe I can't even ask for directions. Then he transformed into a streak of rainbow light and began darting around in every direction.
Then, damn it, where was this? Frustrated, Bo Huang threw back his head and howled, "Aaaahhh~~~"
"Hey! What evil creature dares howl here? Don't you know this is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's island?" It was Fahai the First, a disciple under Dizang. (The one who later fought Bai Suzhen was Fahai the Second.)
Bo Huang's expression changed as he cursed, "You think you're worthy of scolding this Crown Prince? Get over here." With a wave of his hand, he dragged Fahai over. "Even Dizang isn't as arrogant as you. What, do you think having Dizang backing you makes you so impressive?"
Fahai was not flustered. "I've already sent a communication talisman to my master. My master, Dizang, will arrive soon. Once he gets here, you're as good as dead."
Bo Huang nodded. "Fine. I'll deal with you right in front of him." Then he grabbed Fahai by the neck and waited for Dizang to arrive.
Before long, Dizang arrived. Looking at Bo Huang, his hands trembled uncontrollably as he said, "This is the evil creature you said disturbed the tranquility of the cultivation grounds?"
Fahai said, "That's him. He reeks of demon aura, and he has a terrible temper. Just this imposing presence alone shows he's hot-tempered. He must be an evil creature."
Dizang silently gave him a thumbs-up in his heart. Setting aside whether he's evil or not, he's definitely a demon—a great demon at that. The question is, are you sure you didn't call me here to die?
Dizang stammered, "Great Crown Prince, this novice monk doesn't know any better. A figure as important as you surely wouldn't stoop to his level, would you?"
Bo Huang nodded. "Fine, I won't hold it against him. I'll hold it against you instead. Come, take a punch from me." Without even using Magic Power, he threw a punch.
Dizang hurriedly dodged. "You're holding a disciple of my cultivation grounds while fighting me. Isn't that a little inappropriate? If you don't let him go, you'll crush him to death."
Bo Huang grinned. "Sorry, I accidentally forgot just now." With that, he casually tossed Fahai into the sea.
Dizang said, "Crown Prince Bo Huang, this is just a misunderstanding. Can we let it end here?"
Bo Huang said, "I got lost and was in a bad mood. I only shouted a few times, and he came out to curse at me... Does he take me for a pushover?"
Left with no choice, Dizang manifested a Great Vajra Body Dharma form. "I'll let you beat me up once, and we'll let this matter go. How about it?"
Bo Huang nodded. "Fine. Since your attitude in admitting fault is good, I won't use Magic Power when I beat you." Then he rushed forward and began raining down punches, each blow landing solidly on flesh. As he fought, he muttered inwardly, This Dizang-brand punching bag feels pretty good. Looks like the Buddhist Sect's Vajra Body is decent after all—at least it's satisfying to hit.
A series of sounds rang out as Dizang was beaten. Duang, duang, duang... The racket annoyed a White Dragon into shooting out of the sea. "Hey! Who is striking a bell above my Western Sea?"
Dizang's face darkened at once. "You little dragon, have the guts to state your name."
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