Looking at the meek, deferential Bull Demon Lord before him, Qin Shujian could hardly reconcile him with the image of the overlord of the Lion-Tiger Plains.
However.
When he thought of Niu Feng and Xu Yuanming, he understood.
Seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster.
That was probably the way to survive.
"There's something I don't understand. Why can you take human form?"
"Stronghold Chief Qin, you may not know this, but once exotic beasts like us awaken our intelligence, we generally have to surpass the martial entry limit before we can take human form. Otherwise, we have to consume a Shapeshifting Fruit."
The Bull Demon Lord smiled amiably and rubbed his horn again. "I was lucky enough to obtain a Shapeshifting Fruit. That's how I gained the ability to take human form."
Hearing this.
Qin Shujian more or less understood.
The Bull Demon Lord, who had transformed into a burly man, and the exotic beasts standing uneasily behind him made Qin Shujian feel as though he were in a world of immortals and martial heroes.
If they could transform, how were they any different from the demonic beasts of legend?
Still.
He merely entertained the thought for a moment before putting it out of his mind.
What did it matter whether they were demonic beasts?
They couldn't beat him anyway.
Qin Shujian looked straight at the Bull Demon Lord and asked curiously, "Then what level are you at now?"
The Bull Demon Lord's expression stiffened.
Asking about his level outright was no different from slapping him in the face.
But when he thought of the Liangshan Stronghold's strength, even if Qin Shujian wanted to slap his left cheek, he would have to offer his right as well.
"Martial entry eighth level. Nothing worth mentioning."
"Mm." Qin Shujian nodded.
Martial entry