That scene from that day was sothing many cultivators found hard to forget.
Within just a few days, news about this cultivator nad Chen Changsheng had spread in the Cultivation World.
Cultivators from several Immortal Sects went to block off that sea area.
The gathering of Water Demons from all directions was no small thing; it was sothing that affected the safety of the Cultivation World.
For a long ti, the Water Demons of the Desolate Sea had kept a boundary apart from the Cultivation World. Now, this made them feel very alert.
In other places, people also started looking into why the Water Demons were gathering like that.
In the end, one night,
a cultivator in an Immortal Mountain suddenly slamd his table and stood up, exclaiming, “That’s not Water Demons!!”
Many years ago, there was a person who spoke a magical scripture into being with one word: the “Dragon Scripture”. He used it to gain fortune for the Dragon Clan. That day, there were big storms and tsunamis, and it even reached the Cultivation World.
“It’s dragon descendants!! That person is the Chen cultivator who wrote the Dragon Scripture back then!!”
“No wonder! No wonder!”
Otherwise, who else could call Water Demons from everywhere on the Desolate Sea and make even a True Dragon bow?
Soon, this matter spread again.
Everyone realized it and rembered this past event.
“I used to wonder why the Dragon Clan’s fortune suddenly went up so much back then. So that’s why…”
“With that said, it’s not strange at all.”
“Doesn’t that an every dragon descendant under heaven owes him a favor?”
“According to reason, that’s true.”
“Truly…”
So people felt shocked inside, not knowing how to describe it.
Others felt puzzled: “The upswing in the Dragon Clan’s fortune happened several years ago, right? Why hadn’t we heard of such a master all these years?”
Everyone looked at each other, as if this was indeed the case.
They were all hearing about this master for the first ti.
“Great masters usually don’t show themselves, so it’s really nothing odd.”
“Then why this ti?”
“Hmm…”
Everyone started guessing, but couldn’t reach a quick decision.
After all, that person had called Great Demons from the Desolate Sea!!
In the fixed view of the Cultivation World, the Great Demons of the Desolate Sea were not good. For a long ti, battles happened non-stop in the Desolate Sea. Often, many monster corpses floated on the sea surface, and cultivators had even seen the Desolate Sea turn red with blood and Baleful Aura fill the skies.
With this fixed view, they had to doubt this master’s goal. If that person was evil, probably…
“If that person has evil intentions…”
Thinking this, soone couldn’t help shivering and feeling a bit scared afterward.
“Watch your words! Watch your words!”
“…”
Everyone went quiet at once.
Such a great master, good or bad, wasn’t sothing they could talk about.
Actually, hundreds of years ago, there was no such rule in the Cultivation World. But because a Demon Sovereign made people cautious with words, that was Zhao Yuqing of Yunfu Mountain, because of him…
Of course, that was all in the past.
Soone imagined what might happen if Zhao Yuqing t this master. Probably…
Naturally, it was just a thought. If they really fought, it would probably harm many Immortal Mountains.
…
In a pavilion by a mountain stream,
two people sat facing each other, drinking tea.
One sat there in a Blue Robe, the other wore black clothes, with what seed like dragon horns on his head.
Moyuan asked, “How have you been recently, sir?”
Chen Changsheng nodded and said, “Everything’s fine. I eat well, sleep well, and have fun, too.”
Hearing this, Moyuan paused and then laughed, saying, “It looks like you really had a good life these years.”
It was clear that Mr. Chen was much happier now. At least, he wasn’t as dull as before, as if he’d let go of things.
Moyuan felt a bit curious: what people or events made Mr. Chen let go so much?
Of course, he was also truly happy for Mr. Chen.
Chen Changsheng looked at Moyuan and said, “How about you? Seeing you like this, it seems you beca a Demon King?”
Moyuan nodded and then told about the events he went through over the years.
After leaving Flowing Cloud Temple, he took Chenghuang and that little Red Fish south. He first visited the Dragon Lord of Tongtian River and took the Eldest Prince with him along the way.
Because the Dragon Lord had stopped early back then, Moyuan owed him a favor. So he had no place left in the Mortal World.
The Old Dragon King told him to try going to the Desolate Sea. Though full of dangers, with Moyuan’s current skills, it wasn’t hard.
“After I went, I realized the Desolate Sea is truly…”
Moyuan gave a helpless laugh, breathed out, and said, “The Mortal World is better. In the Desolate Sea, fights and killings never stop, and I can’t even rest a mont.”
“When I first reached the Desolate Sea, I had no one to help . I was worried for their safety, so in the end I left the Eldest Prince with . As for the little Red Fish, I asked the Dragon Lord to send it back first.”
“Chenghuang is not a sea creature, so he couldn’t get used to it right away. I told him to take a walk in the Cultivation World. With his power, I didn’t need to worry much. At least no one could tell he was a demon.”
“Sir, you wouldn’t know, I had a hard journey, from starting out to now becoming a Demon King. It was really…”
Before he could stay serious long, Moyuan started chatting non-stop again.
Talking about these things, he didn’t get sleepy.
The words from his mouth seed to flow like river water without a pause.
Chen Changsheng tried several tis to cut in, but Moyuan just wouldn’t let him.
“And before, there was an Eighth Realm Water Demon. I beat him so badly that when I blew Samadhi True Fla at him, he nearly cried for his father…”
“And there, too…”
“And…”
Chen Changsheng’s expression slowly changed, until it cald.
Catching up was a good thing. He also loved hearing Moyuan talk about the past years, but this was…
a bit much.
And mostly they were stories of him being strong.
Chen Changsheng smiled helplessly and said, “You’re already a Demon King, why are you still so childish?”
Moyuan grinned and said, “Actually, to others, people or demons, I’m mostly proper.”
Hearing this, Chen Changsheng paused, then smiled and nodded.
He sipped so tea.
Moyuan gave a stiff laugh and sipped so tea too.
His silly talk wasn’t for everyone. When he needed to be a Demon King, he was the Demon King.
Moyuan paused and asked, “Mr. Chen, when can we go back to the temple?”
Chen Changsheng thought a mont and said, “Not sure yet. Of course, if you want to go back for a while, you can anyti.”
Moyuan paused and said, “That’s not what I ant. I an…”
He smacked his lips and said, “Forget it.”
Chen Changsheng looked at him and said, “For …”
“it might be many years.”
Moyuan blinked and said, “To be honest, being a Demon King isn’t great. I’d rather guard Mr. Chen’s door.”
Chen Changsheng laughed and said, “I’m not around much, and besides, what’s wrong with being in the Desolate Sea? Didn’t you just talk about your big wins?”
Moyuan shook his head and said, “It’s not fun.”
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