ALL NOVEL Chapter 62
Faced with the Mysterious Person’s wrath, the Horned Demon King was filled with terror, hardly daring to voice any complaints.
Because the one before him was one of the masterminds behind it all, an existence that all creatures of the Underworld Abyss depended on, and the fate of their clans would soon be in its hands.
“Right now, all Underworld clans are taking action for the Holy War, yet you, as the Ghost King, are hiding in the rear enjoying yourself. Should I take this to mean that the ghost clan has already given up?” the Black-robed Envoy said coldly.
“That’s an injustice! I’ve already dispatched troops to attack the Great Zhou Dynasty. I’m sure the Great Zhou Emperor will have to act soon, and then all his secrets will be laid bare. I’ll have an even better chance to deal with him!” The Horned Demon King was so scared that his heart trembled and quickly explained.
If a misunderstanding were to occur, jeopardizing the entire future of the ghost clan, wouldn’t the other Ghost Kings team up to tear him apart in a fit of rage?
The Black-robed Envoy laughed in anger, “Fool! The 800,000 troops you dispatched have already been annihilated outside the capital! They barely made any impact on the Great Zhou Emperor!”
“How is that possible?!”
The Horned Demon King’s head buzzed, his expression one of shock.
This 800,000-strong army had dozens of Unity Stage ghost generals, plus ten Ghost Commanders in the Great Ascension Stage stationed, if the Great Zhou Emperor didn’t intervene, they could easily turn the Great Zhou upside down.
And yet, they didn’t even breach the capital and were wiped out?!
“This Great Zhou Dynasty is unexpectedly formidable?!” The Horned Demon King’s face turned ugly.
The Black-robed Envoy said coldly, “The force that annihilated your 800,000 troops was not the Great Zhou Dynasty but a passing cultivator who just happened to be in the Great Zhou. At that moment, the citizens of the capital called him Venerable Ye.”
“Venerable?” The Horned Demon King was stunned, and then infuriated. How dare an outsider of the Great Ascension Stage disrupt his plans! He must be living on borrowed time!
Though surprised by the opponent’s strength, to him, a Tribulation Stage cultivator was nothing at all.
“Just in case, take this Underworld Spirit Pill and ensure the Great Zhou is taken down! I won’t allow you to fail again!” The Black-robed Envoy’s voice was cold and ruthless.
A purple pill covered in intricate patterns slowly floated in front of the Horned Demon King.
The Horned Demon King knew this was his final chance, so he steeled himself and said solemnly, “I will definitely go as the envoy wishes!!”
“Heh.” The Black-robed Envoy sneered, his whole body turning into a mass of black mist and disappearing as if he had never been there.
“Ugh…” The Horned Demon King let out a sigh of relief, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, and couldn’t help but feel immense anger thinking that this plan had almost been wrecked.
Boom!
A terrifying killing intent erupted, shaking the entire mountain peak.
The Horned Demon King turned to glance and reached out to pull over a Female Cultivator curled up in the corner, his eyes gleaming with malice as he roared, “Do you think my performance just now was funny?! Speak up!!”
The Female Cultivator’s face turned pale with fright, trembling, “I-I had no intention of…”
“You liar!”
Bang!
In a fit of rage, the Horned Demon King crushed her, then rushed into the sky, his roar echoing like Heavenly Thunder, “All soldiers, march with me!”
“Yes!!”
Then countless ghost figures followed the Horned Demon King, engulfed in black mist, rushing straight toward the Great Zhou.
In the Heavenly Harmony Hall.
Several beautifully adorned, veiled maids danced gracefully, synchronized with the wonderful melodies played by geishas, creating a unique ambiance.
At this moment, Ye Junlin and his party were enjoying the highest standard national banquet of the Great Zhou.
These ingredients were anything but ordinary; they were either rare birds and exotic beasts or treasures from heaven and earth, so every dish was worth a fortune, packed with benefits. Even ordinary cultivators would experience breakthroughs after eating them, gaining significantly.
Li Wujie lifted a wine jar and gulped down its contents, his face reddening as he exclaimed, “This wine packs a punch!”
Bai Xiaoxi picked up a piece of meat and chewed, a look of joy on their mouse-like face, “So tasty~”
Hong Qianye merely sampled a few bites and then put down her chopsticks, an action that caused the Crown Prince’s heart to leap into his throat. He cautiously asked, “Fairy Hong, is there something wrong with the taste?”
Hong Qianye crossed her arms and closed her eyes, simply lacking appetite for the so-called mountain delicacies.
Seeing this, the Crown Prince felt embarrassed.
Ye Junlin said, “Don’t mind her, she’s on a diet!”
“Ah, I see. Fairy Hong is quite disciplined,” the Crown Prince remarked.
“I’m not on a diet, you idiot!” Hong Qianye’s eye twitched, suppressing her inner rage, but had to pretend not to hear and swallow her anger.
The Crown Prince raised his wine cup, standing up to toast Ye Junlin, “Venerable Ye, it is my honor to host such a distinguished guest representing the Great Zhou. I shall drink first, please feel free.”
With that, he downed the entire cup.
“Fair enough,” Ye Junlin nodded.
The reason he was still there was that he wanted to see if the ghost clan would make any new moves, as the task announced by the system hadn’t yielded any rewards yet, making him realize that the mission hadn’t been completed successfully.
Clap, clap.
Suddenly, the Crown Prince clapped his hands, and all the maids retreated.
An old man in gray robes, with an expression of calmness, entered, carrying a guqin on his back.
“This is Master Nangong Changfeng, the true number one musician of our Great Zhou, renowned far and wide in Cangzhou. The pieces he plays are not only beautiful but contain profound Dao insights, making for an excellent experience for cultivators. It’s said that once, a nearing death Nascent Soul cultivator traveled a great distance just to hear him play, and upon hearing it, he had an epiphany and broke through to the Transformation Stage right on the spot!”
The Crown Prince introduced.
“The old man said, “I am Nangong Changfeng; it’s a pleasure to meet you all!” He bowed mildly, exuding a certain arrogance in his gestures.
Ye Junlin stroked his chin, thinking this old guy seemed kind of smug.
“Master Nangong, please begin,” the Crown Prince said respectfully.
Nangong Changfeng sat cross-legged on the ground, placed the guqin on his knees, and slowly plucked the strings, producing a sound that resonated through the world.
Zheng~!
The music flowed smoothly, echoing in all directions, seemingly capable of cleansing one’s soul.
During the entire process,
Li Wujie changed his expression slightly, listening attentively.
Bai Xiaoxi was completely enchanted, gently swaying their body.
Hong Qianye remained expressionless, not even bothering to lift her eyelids.
As for Ye Junlin, upon reaching the latter part, he let out a long yawn, propping his head up, feeling drowsy.
Nangong Changfeng noticed this, and his expression grew darker.
What does this mean?
Is this a disregard for my musical talent?!
So many cultivators have expressed gratitude and found treasures in my music, yet here it has become a lullaby?
Feeling humiliated, after finishing the performance, he stood up coldly, saying, “Crown Prince, if this is the case in the future, there’s no need to invite me anymore; I can’t afford to lose such face!”
The Crown Prince cleared his throat, “Master Nangong, what do you mean by this?”
Nangong Changfeng pointed angrily at Ye Junlin, saying, “You ask him!”
The Crown Prince cautiously said, “Venerable Ye, did Master Nangong’s performance not satisfy you?”
Ye Junlin dug in his ears, “It was just so-so.”
He preferred upbeat tunes, and Nangong Changfeng’s piece was too slow, plus he was an annoying old man, so Ye Junlin had no interest at all.
As for the subtle Dao insights contained in the music, for someone like him who usually lounged around and relied on luck for cultivation, it had no effect whatsoever.
“Uh.” The Crown Prince’s face turned awkward, not expecting even Master Nangong’s performance to be rated as just so-so.
This gave the Crown Prince a ridiculous feeling, he was just immersed in it!
The Crown Prince’s mind flitted again, glancing at the still-closed-eyed Hong Qianye, secretly thinking, “See, even Fairy Hong is engrossed, savoring it with closed eyes!”
Upon receiving this comment, Nangong Changfeng was so enraged he nearly spat out old blood. For someone as proud and renowned as him, this was an outright humiliation! A blow to his dignity!
“Shut up! You vulgar man, you clearly don’t understand music!” Nangong Changfeng scolded publicly.
Boom!
A chilling killing intent erupted.
“You old fool, you’re seeking death!” Li Wujie’s eyes glinted coldly, gripping the hilt at his waist and rising violently, ready to draw his sword and strike down Nangong Changfeng at a moment’s notice.
As long as the Master allowed it, he would immediately slay Nangong Changfeng.