Spirit Vessel

“Sir, I did not realize your presence and spoke carelessly, please forgive me.” Zhang Guyue cupped his fist and lowered his head, putting on a nice smile.

“Forgive you? Fuck, your man injured my follower, not to mention interrupting my mood and accusing me of being a thief? Do you think I will just stand here and do nothing?” The dragon didn’t hold back.

Zhang Guyue saw that the dragon was the only one eating at the table and assumed that the others must be its servants.

This speculation was logically sound except that in reality, the dragon ate everything too fast when the food got brought to the table. Everyone else lost their appetite after seeing its gluttonous and shameless nature.

He knew that this demon was beyond his station. He smiled and said: “It’s all my fault today, Sir. Just let me know what I can do to amend my mistakes.”

The dragon enjoyed being feared and said: “Very well, prepare 100,000 virgins for my next meal and I shall forgive your insolence.”

Blood dragons, true to their name, were bloodthirsty. This demand from their race toward weaker beings was a common occurrence. In their eyes, this was nothing more than necessary tributes to show respect.

Before the appearance of Emperor Xuanyuan, humans had to offer virgins as tributes to the immemorial demon races to have protection.

Once the emperor founded the central dynasties, humans united and became strong enough to no longer need the immemorial demons.

Nonetheless, human tributes still happened occasionally in secrecy. Thus, the blood dragon’s request wasn’t ridiculous. It actually thought that it was being merciful.

If another demon monarch was slighted in this manner, it would purposely escalate the matter and demand land.

The weak had no rights - this was just the way of the world.

Feiyun’s brows furrowed. Although he was a half-demon, he always considered himself a human first.

“Yes.” Zhang Guyue hesitated for a moment and eventually agreed with a bitter expression.

In reality, it wasn’t difficult for him to gather 100,000 virgins. He had his own territory with billions of citizens. The tribute was worth it in order to appease the blood dragon.

Alas, cultivators nearby were unhappy with his decision but didn’t dare to criticize him.

There was one exception - a tall and muscular man who spoke up from the top floor: “Can only pick on the weak, asshole.”

This restaurant had seven floors. The center was the main hall with winding jade stairs coiling around it - an archaic style.

He had thick brows, broad shoulders, and a determined expression. He was adorned in an eagle-head chest plate.

It was clear that he had killed numerous combatants on the battlefields given his murderous aura.

Next to him was a halberd as thick as a bowl, also decorated with a golden eagle head.

Zhang Guyue looked up and uttered coldly: “Are you talking to me?”

“Who else but you?” The man put his bronze cup back on the table and responded.

“There is a demon monarch senior today so I will spare you.” Zhang Guyue was furious but restrained himself.

“Haha, so what if there’s a demon monarch? I despise scums like you, acting imperious toward the weak and now, acting more sycophantly than a dog. How nauseating.” The man spoke thunderously.

Zhang Guyue’s face turned red from anger.

“We humans are not inferior to these demons. Emperor Xuanyuan swept through the realms and the immemorial demons called him emperor to show respect. Witchcraft God did the same ten thousand years ago, defeating the phoenix experts on the battlefield, even their queens ran back in defeat. Yet despite our illustrious ancestors, why are we weaker than the demons? It isn’t because of an inherent weakness but rather because of useless fools such as yourselves, always busy with internal conflicts even on the Myriad Battlefield.” The man said before pouring a full cup of drink and finishing it in one gulp.

“Well said.” Ximen Chuixiao agreed.

Zhang Guyue’s expression became uglier, clenching his fist and gritting his teeth.

“Zhang Guyue, why aren’t you fetching my tribute?” The blood dragon only wanted to cause more chaos.

“I will take his life if he even dares to try.” The muscular man said.

“We’ll see if you have the ability!” Zhang Guyue’s jade sword exuded a silvery glow.

The moment the sword left its sheath, more than a thousand rays appeared at the same time. His aura changed drastically and became piercing.

Although he couldn’t afford to mess with a demon monarch, he was not afraid of this man.

Meanwhile, Feiyun let out a sigh and lamented how weak humans were. A man of Zhang Guyue’s status had no choice but to be subservient, let alone regular cultivators.

Although the muscular man sounded heroic, he was still only fighting his fellow man. As for the blood dragon, it was having fun watching a fight between monkeys at the circus.

Nonetheless, he was right about the human’s inferiority - having cowards for members.

The more Feiyun thought about it, the angrier he became. He grabbed the dragon by the neck and threw it into the wine jar.

“How dare you, I am an immemorial demon?!” The dragon was still riding high and forgot about its current dilemma.

Feiyun punched the jar and flattened it. Wine splashed all over Ximen Chuixiao’s face.

The dragon was naturally flattened as well and begged for mercy: “My Lord, please forgive me, I was just playing with him but he actually took me seriously, I’m a vegetarian now just like Sir Turtle, I don’t dare to eat humans anymore.”

No one saw this scene because they were occupied with Zhang Guyue’s fight. Guyue was at the peak second level but could fight against any third-level paragon due to his talent.

His ring flew out and summoned a stronger barrier to contain the shock waves. However, it was immediately crushed by a halberd thrust.

It pierced through his sword domain and astounded him.

“Cosmic Sword He couldn’t finish performing his chant before the halberd pierced his stomach, leaving a large hole.

The blood-stained halberd then returned to the man’s hand. He slammed the ground with it and posed heroically, causing gales strong enough to nearly blow the flying palaces away.

This astounded spectators - this man managed to defeat a direct disciple of Cosmic Sword Emperor?

“I will make mincemeat out of you!” His eyes became resplendent and thunderous rumbles came from the halberd.

Suddenly, four beauties dressed in white ceremonial robes landed on the roof of the restaurant, looking like four fairies.

“Water as the source, the moon as the light, the deity is eternal!” They unleashed divine ribbons from four different directions to entangle the man’s halberd, preventing it from delivering the finishing blow. [1]

1. Water is shui, moon is yue - Shui Yueting ☜