Mo Fan’s words made Niu Xiaosheng’s face twitch repeatedly.
The words sounded polite on the surface, but they carried a strong smell of gunpowder.
No, it should be said they carried the strong scent of death!
A demon under someone else’s roof has no choice but to bow his head.
Niu Xiaosheng immediately put away his angry expression and replaced it with a bright smile. He winked at Mo Fan and said, “Brother Laibao, what your little brother just said was only angry talk. Please don’t take it to heart!
But we have been guests on your Black Wind Mountain for quite some days now. It’s time for us to go back. Otherwise my father king might start to get suspicious!
My father king is the kind of demon who, once he gets suspicious, might decide to come here in person. That would be really troublesome!”
As soon as these words came out, Mo Fan’s eyes narrowed slightly. He half-joked, “If it’s troublesome, then don’t bother doing it!”
“Uh…”
Niu Xiaosheng’s face stiffened. He wondered what Mo Fan meant by that.
Was he planning to fight to the death with him?
But at that moment, Mo Fan spoke again, “Although Brother Niu lost the bet with this king this time, this king can still tell you the secret you want to know. Consider it a gift for our brotherhood!”
“What does Brother Niu think?”
The sudden change in Mo Fan’s tone left Niu Xiaosheng stunned for a moment, but he quickly recovered and said happily, “That’s great!”
His purpose in visiting Black Wind Mountain this time was to find out about the heavenly anomaly and the news of the ox-head demon ancestor’s death. He had thought that after losing the bet, this toad demon would no longer tell him anything. He never expected the other party to suddenly change his attitude.
Although he did not understand why Mo Fan had suddenly become so generous, no matter what the reason was, Niu Xiaosheng was very satisfied.
At least he could complete his mission this way, and that would shut up quite a few great demons back in Giant Spirit Mountain!
Seeing Niu Xiaosheng so delighted, Mo Fan spoke in a calm, eerie tone, “So Brother Niu’s father king probably won’t come to Black Wind Mountain to take advantage anymore, right?”
“Ahem… I was just saying that casually earlier. Brother Laibao, please don’t take it to heart. My father king is usually busy thinking of ways to break through to the holy realm. He naturally has no free time to come here!”
Niu Xiaosheng waved his hand, then his eyes rolled as he smiled and said, “Besides, once the two of us become sworn brothers, we’ll be family. My father king will also be your father king…”
“Stop!”
Mo Fan quickly interrupted. He was really afraid this straightforward fellow would pack up his mother, the demon consort, and even his demon son and hand them all over to him…
Who could stand that?
“Brother Niu, this king will first unseal everyone!”
“Then we can all go and enjoy the feast together!”
Mo Fan smiled brightly as he spoke, finally letting out a sigh of relief in his heart.
He had really been worried that Niu Xiaosheng would try to settle accounts with him. Although a fight to the death might not necessarily destroy everything, it would still be troublesome.
Next, Mo Fan and Bai Li Qing’er worked together to remove the seals from the bodies of the Giant Spirit Mountain great demons.
Although the demons were extremely dissatisfied with the “labour reform” of the past half month, since their young master had already spoken, they could not say anything more.
In fact, Mo Fan was not really afraid of these fellows turning hostile. He still had the recording stones as his trump card.
These great demons might not care about life and death, but they definitely cared about face.
If the images recorded in the recording stones were spread throughout the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, letting other demons know that the great demons of Giant Spirit Mountain had been both carrying dung and ploughing fields, it was estimated that even the Giant Spirit Holy King would be furious enough to spit blood.
When the Corpse Daoist and the other members of the dung-carrying four-man team saw that Niu Xiaosheng and the seven ox demons had been freed so quickly, they immediately burst into tears. They wished they could run over, hug Mo Fan’s thigh, and beg for mercy.
Unfortunately, Mo Fan only glanced at them calmly, then smiled and encouraged them, “You four, keep reforming well. Strive to get out early and start a new life!”
As soon as Mo Fan said this, hope reignited in the four of them. The Corpse Daoist immediately asked with anticipation on his face, “You will really let us go?”
“Of course. This king is a kind and benevolent being. Don’t compare this king to those evil demons!”
Mo Fan nodded, then continued, “If this king really wanted to harm you, I would have chopped you into pieces and turned you into a feast long ago!”
“Then when do you plan to release us?”
The three Wang family elders immediately looked extremely excited.
“When I release you depends on when your clansmen come to redeem you.
Of course, if one day this king is in a particularly good mood, I might also let you go.
So you must make this king happy. Reform well every day!” Mo Fan said with a gentle smile.
After that, he said nothing more. He soared into the sky and flew away from the back mountain.
“You four, take care!”
“Remember to do my share of the work as well. This young master will miss you!”
“Hahahahaha…!!”
Niu Xiaosheng laughed loudly as he led his great demons away, leaving the dung-carrying four-man team cursing and fuming. They were so angry they wanted to smash the dung buckets, but remembering that these were their “rice bowls,” they endured it…
When Niu Xiaosheng returned to the peak of Black Wind Mountain, he was surprised to find that Laibao had indeed prepared several tables of feast for them. However, it was not an all-ox banquet but an all-mutton banquet. This gave the ox demons some slight comfort in their hearts.
The all-ox banquet had just been something Mo Fan said casually to annoy these fellows.
Mo Fan naturally would not really hold a grand all-ox banquet to provoke these already furious demons.
Not many demons attended the banquet, only the high-level figures of Black Wind Mountain, some demon generals Mo Fan was familiar with, and the great demons from Giant Spirit Mountain.
At the banquet, Mo Fan and Niu Xiaosheng drank and chatted happily, calling each other brothers.
By now, Niu Xiaosheng had already removed his so-called “face mask.” Perhaps because he had spent a few days out of the sun, his face had actually become a bit whiter. This shocked the Giant Spirit Mountain great demons quite a bit.
Only Niu Xiaosheng himself was inwardly cursing while also feeling fortunate that his handsome face had recovered!
Mo Fan truly became sworn brothers with Niu Xiaosheng, and he even pulled the white-clothed one into it, which made the white-clothed one feel somewhat awkward.
Including the white-clothed one in the sworn brotherhood was Niu Xiaosheng’s idea. He had always thought highly of the white-clothed one and they had been old friends before. But this time, it was purely to annoy Mo Fan.
Because he knew the white-clothed one was Mo Fan’s ghost servant. Strictly speaking, the two had a master-servant relationship.
However, Mo Fan did not mind at all. He had never truly treated the white-clothed one as a mere servant. Becoming sworn brothers with him could be seen as removing the barrier between master and servant. This actually made Mo Fan quite happy.
The only thing that dissatisfied him a little was that Hong Yan and Zha Zha, his earliest followers, got too drunk and caused a scene at the banquet.
Basically, the two demons were crying and sobbing as they ran to Mo Fan and said they missed the old days when everyone was still little demons. Back then, their cultivation levels were similar, and they could call each other brothers freely.
But now they were only at demon general level, while Laibao had long reached the peak of demon king realm. The gap in cultivation kept growing wider, making the two demons feel unreachable and deeply inferior. They felt they no longer deserved to be Laibao’s brothers.
“Great King, how we wish we could go back to those days!”
“Back to the carefree days when we sneaked peeks at those beautiful demon consorts dancing, mocked Hong Yan for being so lustful, and drank together with that greedy deer fellow…
Unfortunately, those days can never return…
The greedy deer fellow is dead. That strong fellow Dali is busy training the combat camp and rarely comes back to the mountain. Even Hong Yan and I have our own duties now, so we meet less and less…
As for you, Great King… the last time we saw you was already the last time…
Now we can still barely catch a glimpse of your back, but we’re really afraid that one day we won’t even be able to see your back anymore…”
“You’re drunk. Go down now!”
Mo Fan sighed softly, feeling somewhat pained in his heart.
But such is the way of the world. Drinking and merrymaking together is always brief. Being apart more than together is the norm. Whether in human life or demon life, parting sorrow is the main melody!
“No! We won’t go! We… hic… aren’t… aren’t drunk! You’re the one who’s drunk, Laibao!”
“Ever since you became demon king, how many days has it been since we gathered together?
Do you still remember the names of me, Zha Zha, and Hong Yan?
Do you still remember Dali and Mister Pig?
I heard Dali has become very quiet lately. Once when I went to drink with him, he told me we followed the right demon, but we all ended up becoming burdens. That made him feel really bad…”
