The memories of all humanity are awakening, except for mine.

Tang Chun closed his folding fan, his gaze lingering for a moment on the Bull Demon King's frightened and helpless face, a playful smile appearing on his lips.

He spoke slowly, his voice carrying a knowing calm: "Do you want to live?"

This question struck the Bull Demon King like a thunderbolt, instantly giving his soul, which was struggling on the edge of life and death, a glimmer of hope.

The Bull Demon King certainly wanted to, and he nodded repeatedly, his eyes revealing an intense longing and pleading.

He knew he couldn't escape Tang Chun's grasp at all, and the only way to survive was to grab onto this lifeline.

He responded urgently, "I want to live! Please spare my life!"

Upon hearing this, a hint of satisfaction flashed in Tang Chun's eyes. He was satisfied with the Bull Demon King's submission at this moment, and even more satisfied with his control over the situation.

But he disdained to contend with the Bull Demon King for so long.

He turned his gaze to Jiang Chuan beside him, having already made up his mind.

He then looked at the Bull Demon King and said with a hint of mockery, "Since you have disturbed my cultivation and disrupted my Dao heart..."

Moreover, I think I have quite a connection with this young friend.

How about this, you become his mount and protect him, okay?

Upon hearing this, the Bull Demon King's face turned deathly pale, and he felt a mix of emotions.

He was a mid-stage Earth-rank demon king. He never imagined that one day he would be reduced to being a human's mount.

This sense of humiliation, of falling from grace, filled him with resentment and bitterness.

However, what could he do in the face of Tang Chun's overwhelming power that could determine his life or death?
The Bull Demon King gritted his teeth, his deepest pride and dignity clashing fiercely with the cruelty of reality.

He tried to struggle and fight back, but Tang Chun's cold gaze was like an invisible shackle, firmly binding his will.

His lips trembled, his voice low and hoarse: "I...how could I..."

Tang Chun seemed to have anticipated his reaction, and the smile on his lips deepened.

He raised an eyebrow slightly, his voice carrying an undeniable authority: "Do you want to die?"

This question, like a sharp sword, pierced through the Bull Demon King's inner defenses, instantly dismantling all his struggles and resistance.

Silence, deathly silence.

At this moment, only the Bull Demon King's face, dripping with cold sweat, appeared exceptionally clear in the moonlight.

His heart pounded wildly in his chest like thunder, and every drop of sweat seemed to tell of his fear and helplessness.

He closed his eyes tightly, took a deep breath, and then slowly opened them, his wild pupils flashing with a light of humiliation and determination.

"I... agree." The Bull Demon King's voice was weak, but extremely firm.

He knew this was his only way out, and his only hope of survival.

He bowed his head deeply, expressing his submission to Tang Chun and Jiang Chuan.

Tang Chun nodded in satisfaction, his cold and resolute voice echoing through the night once more: "Very good. Remember your choice, or you will bear the consequences."

Jiang Chuan and Qing Yun looked at each other in bewilderment.

This……

He got it just like that?
Jiang Chuan swallowed hard. If this Bull Demon King became his mount, wouldn't he be able to take off like a rocket?
What we're saying is that, at present, the Bull Demon King's strength is such that he has no rivals, okay?
"Big brother...is he going to become my second brother?"

"So, I'm the eldest brother, and he's the second brother?"

At this moment, Qingyun focused on the position.

Jiang Chuan remained silent for a moment.

"You should discuss this with him."

Tang Chun's gaze was fixed on the Bull Demon King. The invisible pressure made the Bull Demon King tremble, and even his huge demon body could not hide the fear in his heart.

Tang Chun's words were like icicles in the cold wind, piercing the heart of the Bull Demon King: "I will cast a spell to put your soul under Jiang Chuan's control."

If you even have the thought of betraying us, you will immediately explode and die. Can you accept that?

The Bull Demon King stared wide-eyed at Tang Chun's deep, unfathomable eyes, the power within which he could not resist.

He understood that he had no other choice.

The Bull Demon King's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, uttering a hoarse reply: "I...I accept."

Tang Chun nodded slightly, flicked his finger, and a powerful surge of spiritual energy instantly flowed into the Bull Demon King's body.

The Bull Demon King felt a sharp pain inside his body, as if something was being forcibly ripped out.

The next moment, a hazy light and shadow slowly rose from his body; that was his primordial spirit.

The primordial spirit is several times smaller than the physical body, yet it is equally full of power and wildness.

The Bull Demon King's true form froze instantly, his huge bull eyes staring blankly at the primordial spirit floating in mid-air, as if it had lost the support of its soul.

The primordial spirit was unusually docile at this moment, allowing Tang Chun's spiritual power to guide it without any intention of resistance.

Tang Chun called Jiang Chuan to his side, and the two stood side by side, facing together the ceremony that was about to change their fate.

He summoned the Bull Demon King's primordial spirit and Jiang Chuan's spiritual consciousness to his front, chanting ancient and mysterious incantations. A powerful surge of magical energy intertwined and converged between the three of them.

As Tang Chun finished chanting the incantation, the Bull Demon King's primordial spirit began to undergo strange changes. The originally hazy light and shadow gradually solidified, eventually condensing into a dazzling ball of light, containing a terrifying fluctuation of demonic power.

Guided by Tang Chun, the ball of light slowly floated toward Jiang Chuan's forehead, about to merge into his body.

"Jiang Chuan, you need to be prepared."

"What follows may be a little painful."

After Tang Chun finished speaking, Jiang Chuan nodded slightly.

He took a deep breath and focused his gaze on the sphere of light.

Under Tang Chun's guidance, the ball of light finally slowly merged into Jiang Chuan's forehead.

The moment the ritual was completed, a surge of powerful demonic energy flowed into Jiang Chuan's body, merging with his spiritual energy and triggering a cataclysmic change.

"what--"

Jiang Chuan couldn't help but let out a low growl, his body trembling and his face contorted, as if he were undergoing an extremely painful transformation.

"Hold on, big brother!"

Qingyun called out anxiously, her heart filled with worry as she looked at Jiang Chuan's pained expression.

"Um... is my older brother alright?"

Qingyun asked hurriedly.

Tang Chun remained calm; he knew.

This is the inevitable process for Jiang Chuan to accept the Bull Demon King's primordial spirit. Only by enduring this pain can he truly master this powerful force.

Jiang Chuan gritted his teeth, letting the demonic power rage within his body. His consciousness gradually blurred, and he could only rely on instinct to resist the impact.

However, at this crucial moment, a deep and familiar voice suddenly rang in his mind.

"Kid, hang in there."

Jiang Chuan was startled; it was the voice of the Bull Demon King!

He seemed to see the Bull Demon King's wild eyes staring at him, conveying an unwavering strength to him.

"I will!" Jiang Chuan roared in his heart. He mobilized all his strength to fight against the surging demonic power. The two forces collided wildly within his body, surging like a raging storm.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Chuan's body finally stopped trembling. Cold sweat beaded on his face, but his eyes shone even brighter.

He slowly opened his eyes, looked at Tang Chun and Qingyun, and a confident smile appeared on his lips: "I feel it, that power already belongs to me."

Tang Chun nodded in satisfaction. He knew that Jiang Chuan had successfully accepted the Bull Demon King's primordial spirit.

After the ceremony was completed, the Bull Demon King returned to his original state.

However, in the instant the Bull Demon King's eyes changed, it seemed as if the violence and arrogance of the past had faded away.

Instead, a sense of clarity and peace appeared, and those once fierce eyes now reflected awe and submission to the new life.

His body also gradually shrank during this subtle transformation, eventually turning into a magnificent blue ox with glossy fur and prominent horns, yet still retaining a docile demeanor.

It strolled slowly around Jiangchuan, occasionally nuzzling the hem of Jiangchuan's clothes with its huge snout, as if expressing its recognition and affection for Jiangchuan in this way.

Tang Chun held a folding fan and gently tapped the Bull Demon King's solid back. A gentle ripple of spiritual energy spread out, and the green bull's body stabilized, clearly having adapted to its new form.

Tang Chun turned to look at Jiang Chuan, his eyes sparkling with curiosity, and said with a smile, "You should be able to feel that there are two kinds of energy in your body now, one is your own spiritual power, and the other is the demonic power that has just been integrated."

"To be honest, I wasn't very confident at first."

"In my understanding, human spiritual power and demonic power are as incompatible as water and fire."

"I never expected that you would not only endure the pain of fusion, but also successfully control this powerful demonic energy."

"Haha, it seems that our young friend Jiang Chuan's potential is truly unfathomable."

Jiang Chuan was both amused and exasperated upon hearing this.

He glared at Tang Chun, feigning displeasure, and said, "So you're always using me as a guinea pig for experiments?"

"I thought you were trying to help me improve my strength!"

Despite his complaints, Jiang Chuan knew in his heart that if it weren't for Tang Chun's actions, he would probably never have been able to access such powerful strength. His gratitude towards Tang Chun only deepened.

Qingyun, who was watching from the side, thought to himself, "You old bastard, how dare you make fun of my older brother."

"When I'm strong enough, I'll definitely teach you a lesson."

However, due to the difference in strength, Qingyun could only silently complain in his heart.

On the surface, they put on a respectful demeanor, after all, Tang Chun in front of them was someone that the two of them could not contend with at the moment.

The green ox seemed to sense Qingyun's thoughts, turned its head and cast an innocent look at him, as if to say, "Don't blame me, I had no choice in the matter."

Qingyun caught a glimpse of that look and was immediately furious, but there was nothing she could do but purse her lips and swallow her grievances.

Tang Chun completely disregarded Jiang Chuan and Qing Yun's complicated emotions and continued, "Alright, now that you have successfully accepted the demonic power, you will have to rely on yourself for the rest of your cultivation journey."

"I still need to cultivate, young friend. Until we meet again."

After speaking, he gently waved his folding fan, and an invisible force enveloped him, causing his figure to gradually fade until it disappeared.

When Tang Chun's aura completely disappeared.

Jiang Chuan walked towards the blue ox and patted its sturdy back.

"From now on, we're family. Forget your glorious stories in the demon realm and start anew with me."

"Remember?"

The blue ox had clear, watery eyes, and then slowly nodded its head.

"I understand, Master."

I will always follow you.

Now that things have come to this, the Bull Demon King doesn't have so many complaints anymore.

Rather than die after cultivating for a thousand years, it's better to stay by Jiangchuan's side.

When he fought Jiang Chuan, the Bull Demon King sensed that Jiang Chuan was different.

Whatever, whatever.

Jiang Chuan also sighed silently in his heart.

If it weren't for alarming the powerful Tang Chun...

I'm afraid I would have died at the hands of this blue ox long ago.

"Is this blue ox your original form?"

As Jiang Chuan walked, he asked questions, and he and Qingyun sat together on the back of the blue ox.

"Yes, I was originally an old ox raised by a farming family a thousand years ago."

"Later, due to some good fortune, he was fortunate enough to cultivate, but he went astray and eventually fell into the demonic path."

Hearing Qingniu's concise description, Jiang Chuan nodded.

"Hey, remember to call me 'Big Brother' from now on!"

Qingyun raised an eyebrow and said, "Since you're new here, you should at least follow some rules."

"From now on, my older brother is your boss, and your older brother is me!"

Qingyun finally has someone he can bully.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chuan could only smile and say, "Whatever you say, whatever you say."

As the group walked, a raging, demonic wind swept around them!
The gale carried a dense, demonic aura, like a black vortex, frantically tearing at the surrounding air, causing the trees to sway violently and leaves to flutter down.

Jiang Chuan and Qing Yun's expressions changed drastically. They could clearly sense the power of this demonic aura, which was even more domineering and fierce than the aura of the Bull Demon King before!
"This demonic aura..."

Qingyun gripped Jiang Chuan's clothes tightly, his voice trembling slightly, "Even stronger than the Bull Demon King's!"

"Who, who is it?"

"Get out of here!"

Jiang Chuan's gaze turned solemn as he looked around, trying to find the source amidst the howling wind and the pervasive demonic aura.

At this moment, a series of raucous laughs came from the demonic aura, chilling and piercing, as if it came from the deepest abyss.

The laughter was filled with mockery and contempt, piercing straight to the heart.

"Bull Demon, you are a member of the demon race, yet you have been reduced to a human's mount!"

The voice demanded an explanation, its tone filled with contempt and anger towards the Bull Demon King.

"You have truly disgraced my demon race! Think of your past glory, and now you've been reduced to a human's mount. How dare you still have the face to live?"

Jiang Chuan and Qing Yun looked at each other, both seeing surprise and confusion in each other's eyes.

They never expected that the Bull Demon King would attract such a powerful enemy from the demon race.

"Today, I'll deal with you, you demon scum!"

Along with this arrogant declaration, the demonic wind suddenly intensified, as if responding to the anger of the voice.

Immediately afterwards, a figure slowly emerged from the demonic aura.

It was an old man in his twilight years, holding a black baguette with a human head-shaped ornament hanging from the top, exuding an eerie aura.

The old man was hunched over, his hair completely white, and he appeared frail and dying, yet his eyes, flashing with a fierce light, revealed boundless authority and ruthlessness. (End of Chapter)