Chapter 15

“???”

With one last breath left, The Great Demon King just wanted to die.

I’m weak?

If I were really weak, would I have survived being hunted by all the strongest on the Qianyuan Continent?

Would I have been sealed for eight thousand years, and still managed to escape from hundreds of powerful enemies?

Even though my strength has dropped drastically, as a former master, my combat power is still not weak...

And yet, I was instantly killed on the spot...

I really want to curse out loud!

Damn it, ordinary animals, tell me, what part of you is ordinary?

One hoof and Great Demon King couldn’t even resist, and you call that ordinary...

So frustrated I want to die, I heard the conversation beside me continue.

“I think... this guy isn’t here to cause us trouble!”

“No kidding, you’re just a donkey, what would anyone want with you? Plowing fields or turning a mill? Don’t flatter yourself! But, maybe it’s not here for the master either. Actually, I think there’s something wrong with this yard, it’s haunted.”

“Really? I’m scared of ghosts...”

“Doesn’t matter if it’s true or not, the master hasn’t started cultivating yet, we should be more careful!”

“Yeah! So... what do we do with this guy?”

“Just bury it in the garden as fertilizer! And don’t tell the master, or we’ll definitely get scolded for dirtying his flowers. After all, manure is the best fertilizer, this guy can’t compare.”

“Good point...”

The three beast pets discussed.

“...”

The Great Demon King was really about to go crazy.

The mighty Great Demon King, a peerless figure who dominated an era, in their eyes, was actually inferior to manure...

Damn it...

“I’m going to kill you! Donkey for roasted buns, turtle for soup, parrot roasted and eaten...”

Clenching his teeth, he roared in his heart.

Just as he was raging, he felt his body being lifted up, and before long, he was casually thrown into a pit and buried.

He really was treated as fertilizer... And around him, there really was a lot of manure, the stench was overwhelming...

“Not only will I kill you, I’ll torture you so much you’ll beg for death but not be able to die...”

Roaring inside, suddenly, The Great Demon King froze.

“How can there be such rich spiritual energy and Saint Origin intent in this manure?”

Even though the stench was suffocating, the manure was filled with Saint Origin intent and spiritual energy, far surpassing what he’d seen before. Just one breath, and he felt his whole body ignite, as if his previous injuries were nothing.

“With this, my injuries will heal quickly...”

Trembling with excitement, The Great Demon King suddenly felt that being buried in a pile of manure wasn’t a punishment, but a stroke of luck!

No wonder those three said he wasn’t as good as crap—just in terms of Saint Origin intent, he really couldn’t compare.

“Absorb!”

No longer thinking about anything else, The Great Demon King opened his mouth wide, frantically absorbing the Saint Origin intent around him. The stench mixed with spiritual energy slowly flowed into all his meridians.

Sure enough... as the Saint Origin intent entered his body, his injuries from the recent kick visibly healed, and even the foundation damaged by eight thousand years of suppression was being restored.

He didn’t know how long it took, or how much manure energy he’d absorbed, but finally, The Great Demon King could move again. Struggling out of the ground, he looked up at the pitch-black night sky, his eyes bloodshot.

“What’s owed to me, I’ll take back. Those who wronged me, I’ll kill! I’ll make the heavens tremble for me, make the earth fear me! I’ll let the world know that I, The Great Demon King... have returned!”

Swearing his oath, Great Demon King clenched his teeth, just about to look for more Saint Origin intent to fully recover, when he saw a huge foxtail grass in front of him, whipping toward him with a whoosh.

In an instant, the air around him was locked down, space itself seemed about to collapse. The Great Demon King, who had just recovered a bit, blacked out again, and saw a mountain crashing down on him.

Bang!

His head was smashed into his chest, and he lay flat on the ground again. In a daze, he heard the slightly angry voice of the foxtail grass.

“Shut the hell up! You disturbed the master’s sleep, I’ll eat you!”

Tears streamed down again. Spreading his divine sense, The Great Demon King vaguely saw countless flowers poking their heads out from all around, each like a pillar holding up the sky, exuding an unbelievably powerful aura. It seemed that if he dared to say another word, they’d swallow him whole—though, as fertilizer, he didn’t look very appetizing...

“What the hell is this place?”

His vision went black, and The Great Demon King fainted again.

I want to go back to Biluohai, I want to be suppressed again, I quit...

...

In the Martial Arts Hall of Zhenxian Sect, right hand gripping a long sword, Emily Green stood motionless.

Ever since returning from Hidden Immortal Residence, she had been standing like this for five whole hours.

“Swordsmanship is about precision and speed!”

“Where the mind goes, the spirit follows. What the heart desires, the intent achieves. Mind and intent as one...”

The senior’s words kept echoing in her mind, but her own thoughts were a complete mess, not a single clear idea.

“No, this senior mentioned ‘bird’ several times, and even specifically talked about wings...”

A thought stirred in her heart, and the other’s words surfaced in her mind.