Chapter 2515 - 2513: The Difficulties of Being the Boss
The Seventy-Two Demon Kings were truly going all out for the True Immortal Sword.
In just half a month, they had gathered all their demon soldiers and generals from various mountains around Liangshan Island.
This time, they brought everything they had, feeding the demonic beasts pills along the way to replenish their strength, which pained the Demon Kings greatly.
However, upon reaching the water’s edge, the demonic beasts encountered a problem.
Liangshan Island is surrounded by water, and many demonic beasts didn’t know how to swim and couldn’t cross over.
The Demon Kings tried various methods, either by making rafts out of bamboo or enlisting the Eagle Tribe’s help for transportation.
Some Demon Kings even directly used their magical treasures for conveyance.
Yet, despite these efforts, the sheer number of beasts meant it was impossible to transport them all over in such a short time.
A group of Demon Kings incited the Black Dragon King to request assistance from Long Fei.
As Long Fei’s number one lackey, the Black Dragon King had now become the ringleader of the Seventy-Two Demon Kings.
He relished the feeling of being asked for help, and after putting on a bit of a show, he went over to explain the difficulty to Long Fei.
Long Fei handed him a magical treasure and told him to get lost, and not to bother him again unless truly necessary.
If such a small matter couldn’t be handled by him, then he’d be smelted into a bridge over the lake.
Receiving the treasure, the Black Dragon King hurried away; indeed, resolving this issue wouldn’t be difficult for him.
As long as he transformed into his dragon form and exerted some mana, there would be no issue for the beasts to cross the lake.
Alternatively, altars could be built on both shores to teleport the beasts across.
However, this method required too many Spirit Stones, and the Black Dragon King was reluctant to deplete his personal savings.
Moreover, he intentionally put on airs, wanting to flaunt his relationship with Long Fei before the Seventy-Two Demon Kings.
Though he got scolded, acquiring a magical treasure meant he didn’t lose face.
Returning to the Demon Kings, he flaunted the magical treasure, saying, "See this, that’s what you call connections. My relationship with the Master is absolutely solid. A mere request, and the Master bestowed this True Immortal Magical Treasure."
The eyes of the Seventy-Two Demon Kings shone with greed as they drooled over the treasure.
This item resembled a brick, long and five-colored.
With curiosity, everyone questioned the Black Dragon King, "Black bro, what kind of magical treasure is this? Is it effective?"
"Yes indeed, Black bro, how does this thing work?"
One Demon King couldn’t resist reaching out to touch it.
To avoid offending Long Fei, everyone dared not mention the name "Long."
The Black Dragon King recoiled, carefully stowing away the treasure, saying, "Don’t touch it carelessly; this is a sacred artifact, not to be tainted by your Demonic Qi."
He himself didn’t actually know what it was, but Long Fei had given him the technique.
Striking a confident pose, he raised his hand and tossed the item towards the lake’s center.
The five-colored brick emitted dazzling light, radiating Five-Colored Divine Light as it swirled above, swiftly extending towards both shores.
In the blink of an eye, an earthen bridge spanned between the shores, over ten meters wide and tens of thousands of meters long.
The Liangshan Lake was vast, with even its narrowest points spanning tens of thousands of meters, approximately two to three hundred li.
All the Demon Kings were astounded, and it was the first time they’d seen a magical treasure of such caliber.
The Black Dragon King was also startled; he hadn’t expected such a small object to extend over such a vast distance.
Judging by the looks of it, the full potential of this treasure had yet to be tapped!
Little did they know, it was Essence of Earth Mother: Five-Colored Breath Soil formed when the world first opened.
Just a small piece is enough to fill an entire lake.
Building such a short bridge is as simple as child’s play.
Long Fei had specially refined this material, engraving Mount Sumeru Miniature Dharma Patterns on it.
Simply by activating the patterns, this item quickly extended and lengthened, akin to how treasures enlarge or shrink.
With the bridge erected, the Black Dragon King hurriedly urged the Seventy-Two Demon Kings to usher the demonic beasts across.
The Demon Kings eagerly complied, immediately commanding their demon generals to bring the forces over from the opposite shore.
Upon returning, they consulted with the Black Dragon King about logistical support.
Long Fei had promised to cover all expenses of these little demons on the island.
The Black Dragon King was frustrated, inwardly cursing the Demon Kings for their insatiable greed.
Though he completed the task for the True Immortal Magical Treasure reward, he now cared little about this insignificant gain.
Long Fei had just made a statement, and he had no face to seek Long Fei’s assistance again.
After much pondering, he finally had no choice but to take out his personal stash, distributing it amongst the Demon Kings with tears in his eyes.
These were bottles of pills, some he had refined himself, others he had seized from others.
Altogether, he had only a few hundred thousand pills on him.
With millions of demonic beasts, it was far from enough.
Each Demon King received less than two thousand pills, immediately complaining to the Black Dragon King.
The Black Dragon King truly ran out of options, so he simply set up the Alchemy Cauldron on the shore, instructing the Demon Kings to handle their affairs, while he resolved to refine pills daily.
A single First Grade Elixir was sufficient to sustain the demonic beasts for a week.
Refining a batch took half an hour, producing over a thousand First Grade Elixirs.
His daily Essential Qi allowed for the refining of up to ten batches, totaling ten thousand pills, barely ensuring supply.
Seeing him in such a plight, the Seventy-Two Demon Kings couldn’t impose further, taking the pills temporarily let him off.
The Black Dragon King shed bitter tears, having always dreamed of expanding his power and recruiting more troops.
Only now did he realize, being a leader was no easy task.
As the Human Race often says, "It’s not about the quantity of soldiers, but their quality."
Indeed, maintaining so many freeloaders, what’s the purpose? At best, they could handle tasks despised by others.
In the Cultivation World, Liangshan Island’s area wasn’t vast.
Compared to Jade Isle, it was far inferior, spanning merely three thousand li.
The island was strewn with hills, with the tallest hill at the center reaching over a thousand meters, also enveloped in toxic mists and thorny growth.
Long Fei had surveyed the feng shui over the days, gaining a thorough understanding of the terrain and its ley lines.
To facilitate managing the Demon Clan, he specially divided his Primordial Spirit, summoning the Bald Dog, Ground Rat Demon King, and Da Heiniu from Jade Island, where they were scavenging materials.
They had long exited the cave of the Qiu Shouxian, and even visited the Spirit Tooth Fairy’s and Golden Light Fairy’s caves for insights.
The formations left by the Three Cave Daoists—Tai Chi, Yin and Yang, Four Symbols, and Three Formations—were partially grasped by the Bald Dog and Ground Rat Demon King.
The two never mastered anything fully, merely grasping broad concepts.
Da Heiniu, however, found his fortune in a cowshed, possessing luck far beyond the Bald Dog and Ground Rat Demon King.
The cowshed was none other than the abode of the Kui Ox under the Sky-reaching Hierarch, containing Techniques left by the Kui Ox Patriarch upon his comprehension of the Heavenly Dao.
Da Heiniu similarly grasped about seventy to eighty percent, realizing full understanding was impossible.
Long Fei didn’t disclose the return of these others.
Consequently, just as the various Demon Kings and their demon soldiers were sunbathing on the island, the three demons arrived stepping on clouds.
The Bald Dog specifically had Da Heiniu create a thunder and lightning effect, crackling in the air momentarily.
Descending on clouds within the golden glow of thunder and lightning, they appeared together on the island.
Da Heiniu didn’t quite master it, leaking the lightning, which turned the Bald Dog’s fur into a frizzing afro, with smoke curling off its body.
The Demon Kings spewed out the wine they had just sipped, getting to their feet and staring at the three, shaken by their immense aura.