Although Niu Xiaosheng’s entrance was particularly annoying, Feng Gu did not pursue the matter further.
Mo Fan realised that Feng Gu’s strength was truly formidable. He had fought both Qing Hou and Niu Xiaosheng in succession, yet he did not have a single injury on his body. Even his robes remained undamaged.
Earlier it had seemed as if Niu Xiaosheng’s punch had driven him into the ground, but in reality, he had neutralised all the force. That was why Feng Gu did not harbour much hostility towards Niu Xiaosheng. Instead, he felt quite appreciative of him.
In Feng Gu’s own words, Niu Xiaosheng’s power was very strong. If combined with that terrifying gravity, his strength could even overwhelm Qing Hou.
Of course, Qing Hou’s main techniques were not about brute force. Lion King Ridge had become one of the nine great holy lands, which showed just how powerful it was. As the Saint Son of Lion King Ridge, Qing Hou was naturally no weakling.
From Mo Fan’s observations, almost every Saint Son-level powerhouse possessed their own unique and formidable abilities.
This time, Niu Xiaosheng had not brought many ancestral realm powerhouses with him, only Giant Demon Ancestor.
However, when the other demons learned that Giant Demon Ancestor was a late ancestral realm powerhouse, they could not help but click their tongues in astonishment and feel various degrees of envy.
A single late ancestral realm great demon personally protecting Niu Xiaosheng meant there was no need for him to bring any other great demons along.
In comparison, Qing Hou’s entourage had been far more impressive!
From this alone, Mo Fan could easily guess the nature of the grudge between Lion King Ridge and White Saint Mountain.
Having such a face-loving neighbour next door made conflict almost inevitable.
Fortunately, he had cleverly resolved this trouble this time.
On the rest of the journey, Niu Xiaosheng and the other demon successfully joined Mo Fan’s group. This made their team’s strength extremely formidable, and no ignorant fool dared to block their path again.
Along the way, Mo Fan even spotted some lone ancestral realm demons. But when they saw such a powerful formation, they all hurriedly stepped aside, afraid of offending them.
There was no choice. Their lineup was simply too strong!
Not only did they have one late ancestral realm great demon, but also two mid ancestral realm great demons, plus three genuine Saint Sons, including Mo Fan, whose combat power was no weaker than a Saint Son’s!
Although Bai Shuang, Zhan Feng, Hei Yi and the others could not yet be considered Saint Son-level fighters, they were still far from weak. Each was a prodigy capable of dominating within the demon king realm!
Facing such a lineup, forget about lone great demons. Even teams from the other holy lands would have to avoid clashing head-on!
It was worth mentioning that along the way, a certain flamboyant ox demon kept hovering around Hei Yi, calling her “Little Sister Hei Yi” at every turn. He displayed the full instincts of a simp.
However, Hei Yi kept her distance from Niu Xiaosheng.
The reason was simple: his earlier brutal method of goring had been far too savage, leaving quite a shadow in Hei Yi’s heart.
On the other hand, Bai Yi quite enjoyed discussing things with Niu Xiaosheng.
Compared to letting Hei Yi quietly like the Toad King, he preferred to see his sister end up with Niu Xiaosheng.
Although being a simp was a bit undignified, at least he was extremely devoted when it came to feelings.
In Bai Yi’s view, the Toad King already had plenty of female demons around him. Although Hei Yi was excellent, she did not have much competitive edge in comparison.
Of course, more importantly, the Toad King’s ability to stir up trouble was simply too great!
In the past, with the White Tiger Saint King and Granny Sparrow secretly helping, it had not mattered. But now both seniors had passed away. The Toad King no longer had any great tree to shelter him. Everything depended on starting from scratch with his own hands.
Although things looked smooth sailing at the moment, how could a poor boy starting from nothing compare to a second-generation rich kid from Giant Spirit Mountain?
Not to mention anything else, Niu Xiaosheng’s father was the renowned Giant Spirit Saint King, one of the top powerhouses in the demon race, overlooking a vast demon domain!
With such conditions, if Hei Yi married into that family, how could life be bad?
Of course, all of this was something Bai Yi only quietly tried to matchmake in secret. Mo Fan saw it clearly but said nothing.
He understood very well how deep the bond was between these two siblings.
He had always treated Hei Yi like a younger sister. If she could truly end up with Niu Xiaosheng, Mo Fan would bless them.
Of course, love ultimately depended on fate.
Except in cases of forcing it!
Although Niu Xiaosheng’s methods were sometimes a bit low, he still had his own principles and bottom line in major matters. He would never do something like that.
After Niu Xiaosheng joined, the atmosphere in Mo Fan’s group immediately became much livelier.
“Little Sister Hei Yi, are you thirsty?”
“This is the Earth Marrow True Spirit Liquid that Brother Niu specially brought from Giant Spirit Mountain. This stuff only appears in spirit stone veins, and there’s only one drop produced each year. I brought a hundred years’ worth this time, just so Little Sister Hei Yi wouldn’t go thirsty!
Drink it. Not only will it quench your thirst, but it will also increase your cultivation!”
Niu Xiaosheng came excitedly in front of Hei Yi and spat out a jade jar from his mouth.
Even before the jade jar was opened, it already emanated astonishing spiritual energy fluctuations. This made the demons’ eyes light up. Clearly it was something extraordinary!
Seeing Niu Xiaosheng approach, Hei Yi’s willow brows furrowed slightly. She instinctively took a step back and shook her head. “I’m not thirsty. Give this whatever spirit liquid to Great King to drink. He just spoke so much. He must be thirsty!”
“…”
Niu Xiaosheng’s face immediately stiffened. Just as he was about to say something more, someone snatched the jade jar from his hand.
Mo Fan opened the jade jar, glanced at the small amount of spirit liquid inside, took a deep breath and felt it refresh his demon heart and lungs. He immediately grinned. “Brother Niu, you’re being far too polite. Since you’re showing such kindness, your big brother will accept it!”
“No… I… this…”
Niu Xiaosheng’s face twitched. In the end he sighed and watched helplessly as Mo Fan carried the jade jar over to Yun Rou, whose face was veiled with gauze.
“I know you’re not thirsty, but this thing isn’t much use to me. You keep it!”
Mo Fan said as he handed the jade jar to Yun Rou.
“Thank you!”
Yun Rou did not stand on ceremony and accepted it right away.
This scene nearly made Niu Xiaosheng grind his back teeth to pieces.
This beast! Borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha! No, worse than that, he robbed the flower and offered it to a demon!!
Too damn shameless!
Mo Fan directly ignored Niu Xiaosheng’s furious glare. He did not feel he had done anything wrong. This was purely to save Niu Xiaosheng from embarrassment!
A moment later, Niu Xiaosheng approached Hei Yi again. He held out a spirit-emitting fruit and said fawningly: “Little Sister Hei Yi, do you know what this is?”
Hei Yi frowned, glanced at the somewhat reddish fruit and shook her head.
“This is called a Demon Spirit Fruit. In the entire Ten Thousand Great Mountains, only Giant Spirit Mountain has one tree that bears it. It flowers once every hundred years, fruits once every two hundred years, and the fruit only truly ripens after three hundred years!
It is a genuine heavenly-grade spirit fruit!”
Niu Xiaosheng’s lips curved slightly. Then his eyes turned and he said to Hei Yi: “I know you’re not hungry right now, but this thing isn’t much use to me either. You keep it!”
As soon as these words came out, Giant Demon Ancestor’s eyes nearly turned red in the distance.
Damn it, this was a heavenly-grade spirit fruit!
And this brat dared to take it out to woo a girl, even saying it was of little use to him?!
