After crawling out of the eggshell, I decided to be a salted fish (a lazy person).

"Huh? What's going on?"

Mo Shan'an noticed something was wrong as soon as he opened his eyes. Why was the tree all withered? It looked quite green last night, and the leaves...

He woke up to find himself surrounded by fallen, withered leaves, almost burying him alive. Was it just too dark and he was seeing things?

Never mind, he decided to go and see if he could get through the barrier again.

This time, Mo Shan'an decided to eat the invisible bead first, just to be on the safe side. He took out the bead and froze. What if he choked if he swallowed it like this?

Modern pills are only about the size of a fingernail, so this is a bit hard to swallow.

Mo Shan'an gritted his teeth and stomped his foot, stuffing the bead into his mouth and tilting his head back to swallow it. But the bead turned into water when it touched the tip of his tongue and slid down his throat.

The scene he had imagined didn't happen. He took a bite, and the aftertaste was a little sweet.

Compared to yesterday's sneaky approach, Mo Shan'an swaggered up again, only this time the barrier was gone. He tentatively touched it with his forelimbs, and it was indeed gone.

There were no marks on the stone steps yesterday, but now there are many more shoe marks, so it seems that the group of people went there earlier than him yesterday.

"Huh~"

"Help! It's so high, how long will it take him to climb?!"

Looking out, there was no end in sight. Exhausted, he collapsed onto the steps. He couldn't go on anymore and ate a piece of eggshell to replenish his strength.

Mo Shan'an sat on the steps, holding a small piece of eggshell in his hand and munching on it. Suddenly, he saw someone coming and was so frightened that he wanted to find a place to hide.

In hindsight, he's already invisible, so what's the point of hiding him now?

Mo Shan'an moved over again. The newcomer was a man who looked to be in good health and was carrying a sword on his back. He seemed to be part of the same group as yesterday.

Since that was the case, he ate the eggshell in one bite, then grabbed the man's clothes and clung to his leg.

"Forehead?"

The man seemed to feel that his leg injury was getting worse, and looked down, but saw nothing.

"My senior brothers are really something, they didn't even wait for me."

As Zeng Shaoyang walked, he spoke ill of his senior brothers and occasionally complained about the Dragon Clan's territory.

"This Dragon God Mountain is nothing special."

That being said, since entering this mountain, his spiritual energy, which he had consumed during his journey, seemed to have increased considerably. It truly was a place coveted by all factions.

"Woo-hoo"

Mo Shan'an nodded in agreement. Indeed, it was nothing special, and the steps were too high and too difficult to climb. It wasn't good.

"what sound?"

Zeng Shaoyang heard animal sounds and turned around, but there were no animals in sight except for the empty staircase. Could it be a hallucination?

Seeing this, Mo Shan'an dared not be careless. He didn't dare to utter a sound for the next hour until they arrived at their destination.

After the man reached the summit of Dragon God Mountain, his back was covered in a thin layer of sweat. When he stepped into the mountain again, he found it much easier.

After thanking the man in his heart, Mo Shan'an quietly slipped inside, while the person who brought him up was stopped at the door.

"The dragon race is incredibly wealthy."

The eaves gleamed with gold, and even the ground was golden. He had entered what seemed to be a gatehouse, with some babbling brooks nearby, and each pillar was carved with a dragon.

It took Mo Shan'an an unknown amount of time to get out of the front courtyard alone.

"I disagree with what you're saying. Isn't your Divine Sword Sect supposed to slay demons and monsters to uphold the righteous path? What, you've come here today not to eliminate demons?"

Before Mo Shan'an even entered, he could hear a heated argument coming from inside. Exorcising demons?

The door was open, and outside was someone he recognized—the senior brother who had threatened him earlier. He didn't recognize anyone else.

He quietly slipped away from the group and went into the room, where he hid behind a screen to eavesdrop.

Looking around, Mo Shan'an counted that there were only about five people, and apart from a younger man sitting on the left, the others all looked quite old.

The one who just spoke was Xiang Wuye, the newly appointed leader of the demon race. He was the youngest-looking among them, and apart from the dragon race sitting in the middle, he didn't show much kindness to the other races.

"Our Divine Sword Sect has always maintained a neutral stance on the entry of various races into the Wilderness, but this time, if we enter the Wilderness in large numbers again, it will inevitably weaken the power of the seal."

"Heh, how do you know this won't be the day the demons are destroyed? Old man, you humans have too many concerns. Even if we don't go in, the seal is weakening year by year, until Mo Shitian comes out."

Xiang Wuye paused deliberately, then said sarcastically, "His first act should be to settle accounts with your Divine Sword Sect, right?"

Humans can be far more ruthless than humans when they get vicious. Everyone knows how the Divine Sword Sect rose to power.

In order to ensure the Divine Sword Sect's foothold, the first sect leader massacred all the remaining demon soldiers and even demon cubs the day after Mo Shitian was sealed away. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the blood flowed like a river.

"The reason why the Divine Sword Sect is so impregnable is probably because its base is full of the remains of demons, right?"

Xiang Wuye hates killing the weak who have no power to fight back, especially when there are cubs among them.

Everyone thought that the snake clan seized the demon throne with the help of the dragon clan, but the dragon clan only reminded them that the position of demon king was obtained by Xiang Wuye personally defeating the fox clan.

"This is pointless, really pointless. You guys keep discussing it, and tell me the result when you've reached an agreement."

After bidding farewell to the two dragon clan elders, Xiang Wuye glanced coldly at the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect as he left, and then said, "It seems that the Divine Sword Sect is indeed full of talented people. It has truly lived up to the deeds of your ancestor."

"you,"

Jian Xiaoling couldn't stand others speaking ill of the Divine Sword Sect, and just as he was about to draw his sword, someone stopped him.

"Your Majesty is joking. The Divine Sword Sect is merely a place for self-cultivation, and eliminating demons and protecting the righteous path is simply the duty of sword cultivators."

"Ha, what a fine 'exorcising demons and protecting the righteous path' you are! I'm just waiting for your 'exorcising demons'!"

Xiang Wuye laughed loudly as he left, whether mocking their overestimation of their abilities or his so-called Dao, it was unclear.

"Senior brother, the demon race is too arrogant. Do they think we are still ants that can be easily manipulated?"

"Xiao Ling, don't be reckless next time."

Mo Junlin lowered his eyes and stared at the hand holding the sword. He didn't notice the slight tremor unless he looked closely. Was this the pressure from the Demon King?

After listening to everything they said and seeing the conflict at the door, Mo Shan'an suddenly felt indignant for the demons. Wasn't this just bullying the weak with the many?

He thought to himself, "What kind of righteous army are you? If you're so capable, let's have a one-on-one fight! What kind of skill is a gang fight? A bunch of trash!"

Growing increasingly angry, it accidentally kicked over the screen. Mo Shan'an was stunned, staring in disbelief at its paws. Was the screen made of paper? He felt like he'd been scammed.

The word "run" flashed through my mind.