Black Wind Mountain.
Mo Fan had originally thought it would take a lot of persuasion to convince Yun Rou and the Zilan Demon Ancestor. But the result was much easier than he had imagined.
He simply took the two women to the Demon Academy and let them witness Fang Ru giving a lecture once. Both women were completely shocked.
The reason was simple. They discovered that Fang Ru’s lectures could actually awaken the spiritual intelligence of wild beasts, making it much easier for wild beasts to transform into demons!
What this meant was very clear to both women!
The Zilan Demon Ancestor immediately released her vast divine sense, covering the entire Black Wind Mountain in an instant.
Mo Fan frowned slightly but did not stop her. He understood what the Zilan Demon Ancestor was doing.
After a short moment of scanning with divine sense, the Zilan Demon Ancestor finally withdrew it. The shock on her face became even more intense!
“Good lad. Your Black Wind Mountain is almost becoming a hatching nest for demon cultivators!”
The Zilan Demon Ancestor could not help but speak. She looked at Mo Fan with even greater astonishment in her eyes. She said gravely, “The number of demon cultivators on your Black Wind Mountain is almost exceeding one hundred thousand! Even looking across the entire Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, only the nine great demon saint lands can surpass you in numbers!
Apart from them, even the demon population on this ancestor’s own demon mountain is only thirty thousand!
Are you trying to establish your own demon saint land?”
“Senior is joking. How could this little demon have such wild ambitions?”
Mo Fan smiled bitterly and shook his head. At first he really had not considered this direction. He simply felt that producing more demons through Fang Ru’s lectures was a good thing.
But now it seemed the numbers had indeed grown a bit too large.
“An army is valued for its quality, not its quantity. If this continues with enlightenment, just feeding all these little demons will bankrupt this king. It seems it is time to have Fang Ru stop enlightening those wild beasts!”
Mo Fan murmured inwardly and finally set a goal for himself.
One hundred thousand!
He wanted to raise an army of one hundred thousand demons!
From then on he would have Bai Yaoyao help forge these one hundred thousand demon soldiers. He would strive to elevate their overall strength to prepare for the great battle in the future.
Mo Fan understood the principle of thinking of danger in times of peace very well.
After the incident where the White Tiger Saint King had bet his life, he clearly knew that the true threat to him and Black Wind Mountain had never come from the various great demons in the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. It had always been the human cultivators far away on the Divine Domain Continent!
Right now the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains appeared calm and peaceful on the surface. In reality all of this had been bought with the White Tiger Saint King’s life.
Mo Fan knew this peace would not last long. At most one hundred years!
After that time, a full-scale and extremely brutal war between humans and demons would inevitably erupt!
So he had to use these one hundred years to elevate the one hundred thousand demons of Black Wind Mountain to a powerful level. Only then could they withstand the coming demon calamity!
Of course, all of this was still in the future.
“But why exactly are you cultivating so many little demons?”
“In the face of absolute power, numbers do not play much of a role!”
The Zilan Demon Ancestor frowned slightly. She was quite puzzled by Mo Fan’s behaviour of cultivating demon cultivators.
“Senior, humans have a saying: ‘Though an elephant is fierce, too many ants can bite it to death’!”
Mo Fan gave a slight smile. Then his expression turned solemn. He said gravely, “As for why I am cultivating so many little demons, it is to prepare for the future calamity of our demon race!”
Originally he had only wanted to promote demon race script. But since the Zilan Demon Ancestor had asked this question, he might as well speak plainly.
“The demon race calamity?”
Zilan frowned. Then she sneered coldly. “Our demon race has just subdued the Southern Frontier lands. This is the time when demon fortune is flourishing. Where is there any calamity?”
“Does Senior truly not know?”
Mo Fan looked at Zilan. Then he looked at Yun Rou standing to one side, who had fallen somewhat silent.
“The White Tiger Saint King senior once entered the game with his own life. He made a bet with the strong ones from the Inverted Mountain. The condition of the bet was to give our demon race one hundred years of peace!
One hundred years may seem long. But for our demon race it is already pressing at our brows!”
Mo Fan frowned and spoke gravely.
He had learned of this matter long ago from Granny Que. At the time he had not understood why Granny Que knew it in such detail. Later he realised it must have been the Fire Phoenix Saint King who told her.
The Fire Phoenix Saint King and the White Tiger Saint King had both been followers of that female emperor. The bond between them naturally went without saying.
“Is what you say true?”
Sure enough, the Zilan Demon Ancestor’s expression immediately became grave.
“This little demon naturally dares not deceive Senior!”
Mo Fan gave a slight bow. Then he continued. “It is precisely because time is running out that this little demon is in such a hurry to build up troops and prepare for war!”
Mo Fan spoke these words with complete sincerity.
Although those little demons were indeed weak in strength, they could become stronger through formations!
Why did he want his Shuiyue clone to join the various human holy lands?
In plain terms, it was to freely take advantage of the powerful techniques and formations of the human race!
Human techniques could be studied to increase the probability of demons awakening divine abilities. They could even be referenced to develop similar divine abilities!
As for formations, they were even more extraordinary. They were the best means to defeat the strong with the weak!
In the past year or so, Mo Fan had already instructed Bai Yaoyao to select some special demon talents from Black Wind Mountain’s demons for specialised training.
The main focus was on three directions: the way of formations, the way of pills, and the way of talismans.
As for the way of artefact refining, there was no need for it. Demon cultivators could naturally nurture their own unique demon weapons.
By refining artefacts from certain parts of their own bodies, the resulting demon weapons were far more compatible than those made from external materials!
Only what suited oneself could truly make one powerful!
Seeing that Mo Fan did not seem to be lying, the Zilan Demon Ancestor’s expression also grew grave. She muttered to herself. “No wonder back then both Hei Ming and Mo Luo wanted to unify the entire White Saint Mountain as quickly as possible. They already knew everything!”
“But even so, if you throw all these little demons of Black Wind Mountain into the calamity a hundred years from now, I fear they will not stir up much of a wave!”
The Zilan Demon Ancestor’s expression returned to calm. Then she questioned further. “Although I do not know whether your information is reliable, since you know all this, why not make it public? Why not let the entire demon race prepare to face the calamity?”
“Senior, even you doubt my words. How could this little demon dare to make it public?”
“Moreover, how does Senior know that the various saint kings do not already know all this?”
“And even if they know, what can be done? With the current level of division in the demon race, if they learned that a calamity will arrive in a hundred years, it would only cause all the demons to fall into fear ahead of time. By then their demon hearts would be completely lost. They would only think about how to escape!
A plate of loose sand. How could it face a calamity?
In the end they would simply become souls lost beneath the calamity!”
Mo Fan laughed coldly again and again. He did not think the Zilan Demon Ancestor was foolish. She was simply too close to the matter and had not yet clearly realised how serious the problem truly was.
Mo Fan’s words made the Zilan Demon Ancestor draw in a cold breath. Yun Rou, standing to one side, asked Mo Fan. “Since you see things so clearly, what are your thoughts?”
As soon as these words came out, the Zilan Demon Ancestor immediately looked towards Mo Fan.
“It is very simple. Within these one hundred years, unify the entire strength of the demon race. Establish a brand-new order for the demon race. Restrain the strong from oppressing and suppressing the weak. Open up all resources of the demon race. Elevate the strength of all demons in a short time!”
“Only when our demon race is forged into a single iron plate can we once again become powerful. Naturally this will make those great human cultivators feel wary and dare not act rashly!”
Mo Fan clasped his hands behind his back. He spoke with a solemn expression. “And to achieve all this, the first step is to overthrow the original rules of the various demon mountains. Establish a unified brand-new order!
Only under absolute order can an army that absolutely obeys commands be forged!
And to establish this order, the first thing is to promote the demon race script that I created!
Use script as the carrier to bear the unique inheritance and civilisation of our demon race. While changing the outdated thinking of the demons, establish a brand-new civilisational order at the same time!”
“So this king boldly requests the assistance of you two seniors in promoting demon race script and jointly building a brand-new order for the demon race!”
