Immortal Father
Chapter 114 - 114 50 The Mighty Mountain King Subdues the Demon Spirit_2

114: Chapter 50 The Mighty Mountain King Subdues the Demon Spirit_2 114: Chapter 50 The Mighty Mountain King Subdues the Demon Spirit_2 But Elder Yansheng suddenly thought;

“If I give the order, Li Ping’an will undoubtedly follow it, but forcing him to take action, what meaning would that hold?”

The prosperity of the Wanyun Sect would not depend on the ranking of disciples from a single training session.

The sect’s prosperity still lay in the number of Golden Immortals and Heavenly Immortals, as well as places like the Castcloud Hall, these Treasure Basins.

“Enough,” Elder Yansheng sighed inwardly, “A master should respect the wishes of his disciples.”

Laughter echoed from the sea.

“Let’s see what little Ping’an and the others are doing.

To think they could kill demons and still have so much fun.”

Elder Yansheng smiled and looked down, only to have his Primordial Spirit tremble and his vision darken as he almost blurted out an irreverent Immortal swear word concerning his ancestor Dazhi.

Heh, hehe, hehehe.

The strongest disciple of the Wanyun Sect on this journey…

Was catching jellyfish.

…

Meanwhile;

On a desolate stretch of land, far from the shore of the East Sea,

The rising sandstorm swept away the last hint of green from this barren land, revealing bones among the gravel, paving the way to the fire mountain ahead.

Above the volcano, thick smoke billowed.

Dozens of massive sea creatures lay sprawled across the crater, greedily absorbing the turbid spiritual power of the world around them.

This was the southeastern region of the Western Continent, a medium-sized territory ruled by demons, where the throne of the Demon King was set upon the molten lava of the volcano.

From the blood-like flowing lava, a tall and robust humanoid figure slowly emerged;

His body, standing nine meters tall and clad in pitch-black armor, had elegantly curved horns on his head, and the jade nose-ring hanging from his bovine nostrils was a treasure and a trendy ornament among his race.

This demon was known as King Kuangshan, mighty and capable of many transformations, one of the thirty-six Demon Kings in the southeastern region of the Western Continent, and a pillar of the Demon Bull Race of his generation.

King Kuangshan had cultivated for over thirty-six thousand two hundred years;

Though frequently defeated in battles against strong humans, he survived to this day thanks to a secret technique passed down through the bull race, and with his pair of battle axes, he had slain more than a dozen Heavenly Immortals from the Human Race.

When incarnated as a human and walking amongst the people in the Mortal Realm of the East Continent, he had also chosen a domineering name for himself.

Niu Benben.

The main idea was to present strength in numbers!

Now, King Kuangshan’s wild face showed a slight smile as he gently stroked his proudest horns, his left hand propping his cheek, as he closed his eyes on his throne.

A wandering flea, sensing the presence of human Qi Cultivators nearby,

one of whom had an evident crack in his Dao heart, presented an opportunity for the flea.

“The edge of the East Sea?”

King Kuangshan’s fingers caressed his right horn, gradually recalling something.

About two years ago, one of his subordinates had gone to the East Sea to plunder treasures but had exposed his identity along the way, perishing under the chaotic barrage of human Immortals’ magical treasures.

That subordinate had been carrying a millennial flea gifted by King Kuangshan, which could have preserved his Primordial Spirit;

But at that time, there were too many Immortals, and the subordinate was directly hacked to death without leaving even a trace of a soul.

At this moment, it was that very flea, which had sunk into the ancient remains of the East Sea with the body of the subordinate, that had sensed a potential victim nearby—a minor Qi Cultivator.

A smile crept over King Kuangshan’s face.

With nothing better to do, he mused, why not visit the East Continent for diversion?

King Kuangshan, intrigued, used his divine skills, and a strand of his demon soul entered the flea, bringing the surroundings of the ancient site into his view.

“Oh?

A sect of human Qi Cultivators training their disciples using toxic miasma?”

King Kuangshan snorted disdainfully.

If that were the case, he would have to take his revenge on these human Immortal sects!

King Kuangshan was well versed in such matters.

Wherever his demon soul could reach, if he could find a Qi Cultivator with an evident crack in his Dao heart, he could take advantage of that weakness and stir the cultivator’s Heart Demon.

At the least, it would cause the Qi Cultivator to suffer cultivation deviation, damaging his Dao foundation, and making further advancement difficult;

At worst, he could directly manipulate the Qi Cultivator’s mind, using him for his own purposes and incidentally slaughtering a few more human Qi Cultivators!

Delightful.

“Let me see who has a flaw in their Dao heart…

Ah, this young human’s Dao heart seems like a hornet’s nest?

To still cultivate with such a heart, humans truly have an extraordinary gift.”

King Kuangshan muttered to himself while his physical form remained still; the flea that carried a strand of his demon soul had now transformed into an intangible black light, drawing closer to…

Bu Linhai from the Sea Watch Sect.

As Bu Linhai controlled the water, the black light that was the transformed millennial flea, darted straight into Bu Linhai’s ear.

And none of this attracted the attention of any Immortal present.

Generally, to provoke a Qi Cultivator’s Heart Demon involves three steps: lure, invade, and assimilate.

All beings have seven emotions and six desires.

To incite the Heart Demon of a human Qi Cultivator, one must fully exploit the cultivator’s desires.

King Kuangshan was a middling ‘power’ among the Demon Kings of the southeastern region of the Western Continent, and if he were to go all out, he could briefly contend with a human Golden Immortal Qi Cultivator; how could someone like Bu Linhai, a mere Merge True realm disciple, possibly withstand him?

Bu Linhai, who only had eyes for Gu Qingcheng, a Sword Cultivator from Wanyun Sect, was filled with rage;

Unbeknownst to him, King Kuangshan, through the crack in his Dao heart, had already seen roughly into his sea of thoughts.

—Exploring thoughts is not the same as delving into memories.

“No wonder he is so furious.

He was humiliated in magical combat, embarrassing himself before harm could come to his opponent, his backside exposed to the chilling breeze.”

King Kuangshan amused himself with the thought.

But he couldn’t laugh out loud.

For sudden “hehehe” laughter would undermine his image as a cruel and bloodthirsty king.