Chapter 1090: Chapter 1087: Sworn Brotherhood with the Demon King
No one knows how long it has been.
When Xu Wendong felt the breeze brush his face, he slowly opened his eyes.
Finding himself in a spacious and bright cave, he suddenly sat up, his eyes revealing an incredulous light: "I survived?"
He thought he was doomed to die.
But unexpectedly, he was unharmed.
Xiao Wu’s voice came from the side: "We misunderstood the Demon King. The Demon King did not intend to hurt you, instead, he gave you a chance."
Xu Wendong was full of confusion: "What do you mean?"
Xiao Wu said: "The Demon King’s abdomen holds wonders. Not everyone has the qualifications to enter it."
"Haven’t you felt your physical body becoming more powerful?"
Hearing this, Xu Wendong couldn’t help but clench his fist.
Even without applying force, just a gentle squeeze of his fist made him feel a terrifying power within him, like a steady flowing river.
Xiao Wu explained: "When you helped the citizens of the Demon Race earlier, you consumed many Immortal Herbs and Spiritual Medicines, but you didn’t completely absorb them."
"After you toured the Demon King’s body once, the medicinal effects of those Immortal Herbs and Spiritual Medicines were fully absorbed, naturally making your body stronger."
"This is the fortune the Demon King bestowed upon you."
Xu Wendong instinctively swallowed.
Is this really the fortune Mo Qilin gave him?
It’s not that simple.
What happened before was its test for him.
Indeed.
Luckily, Xu Wendong didn’t use a blood curse to control the strong ones of the Demon Race before; otherwise, he’d be dead now.
"Indeed, one should have a defensive heart, but not a harming heart!"
Xu Wendong secretly sighed.
Xiao Wu said: "Now that you’re awake, follow me to meet the Demon King."
"Alright." Xu Wendong agreed, then followed Xiao Wu to the cave where Mo Qilin resided.
At this moment.
Huan Ying was chatting with Mo Qilin.
Xiao Wu’s voice trembled: "Demon King, Young Master Xu is awake!"
It feared Mo Chen.
Always feared!
Thunk!
Thunk thunk!
Thunk thunk thunk!
The ground suddenly began to shake.
In the next moment.
A powerful demon aura spread from within the cave.
At the same time.
A Mo Qilin emerged from the darkness.
Covered in dark scales, resembling stars in the night sky, it was mysterious and profound.
Its eyes shone like torches, emitting electrifying light, as if capable of perceiving all truths in the world.
Its four hooves stepped into the void, and with each step, the space trembled, making it appear majestic.
Xu Wendong quickly bowed: "Greetings, senior!"
Mo Chen’s cold vertical pupils revealed a faint smile: "Brother Xu saved my Cave of Ten Thousand Demons, you are an benefactor of the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons. If you are willing, I wish to emulate humans and become sworn brothers with you."
"Huh?"
Xu Wendong was full of shock, thinking he might be hearing things.
He never expected that a Great Demon of the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons would want to become sworn brothers with him.
Mo Chen: "Brother Xu, do you look down on me?"
"No, no, no!" Xu Wendong quickly replied: "I’m just a bit overwhelmed and have no intention of disrespecting senior."
No kidding.
How could he look down on Mo Chen, one of the top powerhouses in the Demon Realm?
If he could become sworn brothers with it, it would only bring him benefits, no downsides.
Saying it’s all advantage and no harm would not be an exaggeration.
Mo Chen let out a hearty laugh: "Since that’s the case, from now on, you are the second master of my Cave of Ten Thousand Demons. We shall be equals, and anyone who dares to disrespect you is an enemy of mine, Mo Chen!"
Then, it looked at Xiao Wu: "Little one, please help me inform the nine protectors!"
Xiao Wu reluctantly agreed.
It excelled in spatial travel.
But it didn’t mean it enjoyed being a messenger bird...
Mo Chen said again: "Second brother, I have something I need your help with."
Xu Wendong quickly replied: "Fore...big brother, you’ve called me second brother, there’s no need to be so polite between us, just tell me what you need."
Mo Chen whispered: "I feel there’s something strange about the outbreak of this plague, I hope you can help me investigate it."
Previous plagues had multiple outbreaks at different points, but this time it’s completely different, only breaking out at the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons.
The forces of the other seven Demon Kings are all unscathed, which makes Mo Chen believe there’s something odd about this.
"Alright, I’ll investigate this matter." Xu Wendong agreed without a second thought.
Even though he now stands firm in the Demon Race, becoming the second master of the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons.
But that doesn’t mean he can leave the Demon Realm.
And there’s nothing wrong with helping Mo Chen before leaving.
Mo Chen spat out a black longsword: "Here, this is a Treasure Sword I’ve nurtured with Soul Force, keep it in case of need. At crucial moments, it can unleash a fatal strike of a Great Ascension Peak expert."
The longsword was entirely black, yet it radiated a metallic shine, making it clear it was no ordinary item.
Coincidentally, Xu Wendong also needed a suitable weapon, so he immediately took it.
After a brief chat, Xu Wendong bid farewell to the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons and, under Xiao Wu’s guidance, arrived with Huan Ying at Lion Ridge.
This was the source of the plague outbreak, if they wanted to uncover the origin of the plague, it was unavoidable.
When Lion Candle learned of Xu Wendong’s purpose and his sworn brotherhood with Mo Chen, Lion Candle showed extraordinary respect.
Then said: "My son was the first to contract the plague, but at that time we did not know he was infected with the Plague, we only felt he was in poor spirits."
"So I had someone take him to find the Purple Cloud Immortal Grass, hoping to use its fragrance to dispel his symptoms of poor spirit."
It didn’t continue, because the rest didn’t need any explanation.
"Before that, who did your son come into contact with?" Xu Wendong knew using ’people’ to refer was inappropriate, but he was used to it.
Moreover, the Demon Race is also accustomed to using ’people’ to address each other.
Lion Candle shook his head: "I spend most of my time cultivating, so I’m not clear on who he has interacted with."
Saying this, it looked outside the cave: "Old Nine, come here."
In an instant.
A lion appeared inside the cave, named Shi Yan, possessing Soul Division initial-stage cultivation, usually living with Lion Candle’s son.
Lion Candle asked: "Where did my son go before he contracted the plague? Who did he interact with?"
Shi Yan revealed a thoughtful expression, then said: "Young master went to Tian Mo Dong two months ago and gathered with the third prince of the Eight-Eyed Demon Spider, after which he showed signs of poor spirits."
"Indeed, when the young master returned, he mentioned feeling a bit sleepy. Initially, I didn’t think much of it, but now it seems that’s when he contracted the Plague."
Tian Mo Dong, one of the top eight forces of the Demon Race, governed by a terrifying Eight-Eyed Demon Spider.
Xu Wendong thoughtfully nodded, his gaze becoming incredibly profound: "If Tian Mo Dong has also experienced a plague outbreak, then this incident would be an accident."
"Conversely, it would be a conspiracy!"