Chapter 285: Chapter 272: Stay

As Wang Wu was pondering, he saw in the surging waves, over a dozen Great Demons, resembling giant whales, treading the water. In the center of them was a young man, dressed in white, around twenty years old.

With just a sweep of his gaze, the area within a thousand miles fell silent.

This was clearly a First-Grade Great Demon, the Demon Emperor of the West Sea Demon Race.

Millions of Demon People hiding in the mountains trembled, ready to jump into the Evil Wind Desert to escape at any moment.

“Master Jade Bee, long time no see!”

The young man in white spoke, his voice spreading for thousands of miles.

But no one responded.

He didn’t seem surprised by this, let out a cold laugh thrice, and then shouted, “Xiong Wu, where are you? I know you’re hiding among these thirty million Demon People. Stop hiding. In consideration of Old Thief Xiong Pi, I won’t hold it against you for stealing honey. If you are willing to submit to me, treating me with the respect of a nephew to an elder, I am willing to hand over control of the West Sea Bee Kingdom to you, and these thirty million Demon People to your rule. You can even establish a West Sea Bear Country on this West Coast!”

“If you’re unwilling to show your face, you can let your Wolf Race concubine rule on your behalf.”

“If Lu Wuchen comes to hold you accountable, I will bear the responsibility for you.”

As these words were spoken, whispers spread across the three-thousand-mile long mountain ridge.

Thanks to Lu Wuchen’s doings in the West Wilderness, who doesn’t know now that there’s a great Demon called Xiong Wu there? Killing and looting, devoid of conscience, condemned by both humans and demons, denounced by the world?

“This old man is quite calculating.”

Wang Wu chuckled, but he also knew that the other party had run out of tricks.

Thirty million Demon People, an eight-hundred-mile East-West stretch, three-thousand-mile North-South West Sea Bee Kingdom, what’s the point of seizing it if one can’t capture Master Jade Bee’s Bee Palace? Everything is for nothing.

There’s no point in killing thirty million Demon People, they’re just oppressed wretches.

Moreover, right opposite is the Evil Wind Desert. If forced, those thirty million Demon People could escape to the Evil Wind Desert. Could the West Sea Demon Race flood the desert?

Evil Wind is one of the Three Calamities, and the West Sea Demon Race isn’t foolish. What if they catch the Evil Wind Bone Plague?

So, it would be best if a scapegoat comes forward at this time.

After a long silence, seeing that Wang Wu didn’t come out, the young man in white instead laughed and said, “Very well! Xiong Wu, I accept your demand, giving you three months to consider. The life of these thirty million Demon People lies in a thought of yours! Withdraw the troops!”

As he said withdraw, they really left.

Countless West Sea Demons retreated with the roaring seawater, in no time at all.

Leaving only the ridge of mountains with thirty million Demon People looking at one another, unsure of what to do next.

However, Wang Wu would not take this mess. Thirty million Demon People sound like a lot, but in fact, most of their power levels are below Sixth Grade. Lacking loyalty, lacking resources, and with the flower fields in the Jade Bee Country being destroyed, even if Master Jade Bee recovered, he likely wouldn’t return to rebuild the country.

Because, after all, as long as the Bee Palace remains, the Jade Bee Race can always rise again based on shifting circumstances.

“What should we do next?”

General Xuelang asked in a low voice, knowing that Wang Wu needs to enter seclusion next, as even he does. But where should they find a place to go into seclusion now?

The result was Wang Wu had no hesitation, “Just stay here, blend in with the thirty million Demon People!”

“Not a good idea. If Lu Wuchen truly confirms that you are hiding here, with his usual wicked and corrupt style, do you think he would dare to kill all thirty million Demon People? He wouldn’t care.”

“No problem, he can’t divine it out.”

Wang Wu pondered, as before making this decision, he once again activated the Perception Demon Pill.

He allowed his Danger Perception level to break through 20 points.

Speaking of which, Wang Wu both loves and hates this talent of Danger Perception.

Especially after its last use, coupled with General Xuelang’s Wolf Gaze Divine Techniques, he didn’t anticipate the series of results that followed.

This made him very apprehensive.

He’s even planning not to use it unless absolutely necessary.

But today, the odd behavior and speech of that giant whale, the secret mentioned that contained only two words, truly made him uneasy inside.

Moreover, now he even suspects that the answer corresponding to the last time he raised Danger Perception to Level 20 might just lie in those two words.

Even though this is profoundly mysterious, even somewhat forcefully conjectured.

But Wang Wu really has to admit a few points.

Firstly, without encountering Yin Fire, the relationship between him and General Xuelang would at most be superficially harmonious and factually divorced.

They were not teleported out to sea but wandered in the heartland of the Human Race. With General Xuelang’s unstable emotions, without Wang Wu’s meticulous soothing, who knows when he might have spiraled into despair, taking his own life in sacrifice.

He might even drag Wang Wu with him to mutual destruction someday, thinking of how his daughter died tragically, and why not burn a son-in-law for her?

Sounds reasonable!

Secondly, it was precisely because he carefully tended to the weakened General Xuelang in the sea that his genuine care, or to be direct, his covetousness for his beauty and figure, inspired General Xuelang to rekindle his love for life and hope for the future.

Otherwise, if there was no love, no hope, he would merely want to be Wang Wu’s Furnace, waiting for a moment to kill him.

He wouldn’t have stopped Wang Wu from advancing so quickly into the fourth great realm of life. If he had disrobed then, Wang Wu in that situation would have killed him.

Had he died, there wouldn’t be any of the events that followed.

How would Wang Wu know what a Crying Baby Curse is?

Even if he suspected something was wrong, how could he possibly find the Giant Whale releasing the Crying Baby Curse in such a short time?

It is worth mentioning that it was precisely because General Xuelang had love in his heart, and hope, that he expressed gratitude towards Li Da’s wife, just like loving anything associated with a beloved.

Otherwise, such a fierce and evil Mother Demon who would kill even her siblings, wouldn’t care if a baby cried or not, nor would she be kind just because you offered her a ragged blanket.

Consider yourself lucky she’s not eating you as a midnight snack!

Because she truly wanted to be like Wang Wu, falling for someone and then wanting to transform into them…

Only then would she advise Wang Wu to confront the battle like one of his own.

And because of the Yin Fire, it exposed the secret of those two words.

This series of events, if said to be far-fetched, indeed is far-fetched.

But if said to be unrelated, Wang Wu would be the first to disbelieve!

Especially since that Giant Whale is a creature capable of releasing the Crying Baby Curse.

Within the West Sea Demon Race, it should be something similar to Saruman, mysterious and ghostly. How could they just happen to encounter it like this?

If today it had been another Second-Grade Great Demon, Wang Wu definitely wouldn’t have unveiled the secret behind these two words.

In conclusion.

Wang Wu felt that he needed to try again.

And this time, his feeling was very simple, to stay.

And that’s it.

“Let’s go, let’s occupy the mountain and become kings!”

Wang Wu pulled General Xuelang and ran downhill. Although soaked and battered by seawater, and numerous flower fields destroyed, plenty of buildings remained usable.

By now, many Demon People were already rushing downhill, perhaps to seize a chance, or perhaps wanting to maintain their former lives.

Wang Wu blended in with the crowd, joining in on the frenzy, just for fun.

As this looting intensified, Demon People began forming factions and fighting, deciding kings big and small. Only then did he and his companion join a faction they found pleasing amidst the chaos.

Tripping others, employing dirty tricks, ambushing, whacking in stealth, under their diligent covert assistance, by evening, the first major power among the West Sea Demon People had formed, occupying flower fields stretching three hundred miles and a dozen small towns.

The biggest advantage of having power is stability.

No need to worry about disturbances, and able to share in some fixed assets.

Wang Wu transformed into a Ninth-Grade Wolf Demon, General Xuelang into a Ninth-Grade Cat Demon, as the lowest-level Demon People. They also got their share of fixed assets and work.

A pigeonhole residence where Demon People live, plus cleaning silt from the flower fields.

Then nobody cared about them anymore.

“I’ll protect you, I feel this revelry won’t last long.”

General Xuelang whispered, still unsure.

“Alright.”

Wang Wu succinctly replied, crawled into the pigeonhole, paused in silence, feeling indifferent as to what he would do next, but there’s just one thing: he must stay.

Okay, then just stay.

At this moment, Wang Wu felt he was being superstitious himself.

From then on, he neither thought further nor suppressed the Life Energy, letting it gather towards the Heart of the Earth. At this moment, he even heard sounds like plant stems stretching, and the Heart of the Earth seemed to rocket up effortlessly, rising three levels.

Directly reaching Level 10.

Because it had long been a natural progression.

At this moment, a series of tense, bizarre, guilty-like messages of uncertainty hurriedly flashed by.

Wait, why do I have such a feeling?

What does it mean to be tense, bizarre, guilty-like?

Wang Wu was stunned, but the feeling soon dissipated, and everything returned to normal.

“Are you finally prepared? Then congratulations, you are about to enter the fourth stage of life, the peak phase. After surpassing this phase, without a miracle, you will no longer climb higher mountains but begin to descend.”

“Your primary talent, Heart of the Earth, has reached the highest limit allowed by your bloodline, Level 10, granting you 150 years of Shou. Your life and physical strength increase by 150 each, and your basic power, basic agility, and basic defense each increase by 15.”

“Your primary talent, Passive Concealment, can continue to advance, reaching a maximum Level 20, which is also your bloodline’s highest allowed limit.”

“Your primary talent, Danger Perception, Self-Healing’s level limit can continue to increase, up to Level 20.”

“Your primary talent, Fury, can continue to advance, up to Level 10.”

“Your primary talent, Spirit Essence, can continue to advance, with the highest limit being Level 15.”

“Due to your current accumulated Life Energy, you’ve gained additional basic attributes enhancements: your Life Value +1000, Physical Strength +1000, Vitality max +5000, Spiritual Qi max +50000, Basic Power +50, Basic Agility +50, Basic Defense +50. Your Shou increases by 1500 years.”

“Your Bloodline Evolution Level +5%, currently at 58.5%. Friendly reminder, this is the last bloodline evolution you can obtain through regular growth means. Nevertheless, your growth upper limit remains unprecedented.”

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