You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 858 Weird Peace Talks

"My dear friend, do you have time after this trip? I see that you have some experience in reading, and I would like to sit down and discuss with you, and talk about the people and events of the past and present~" The old man bowed slightly, and was very humble. There was no arrogance of a peerless man at all. His friendly appearance was more like a casual chat between an elder and a younger person.

Chang Qing looked embarrassed. He was unsure how long it would take for the master to wake up. "Master, I dare not refuse your request, but the master is in seclusion and I don't know when he will come out. It may be half a year, or even several years. It's hard to say for sure. I am sorry to disappoint you~"

"I see. There's no rush, no rush. I still have a few more years to live. It just so happens that my 1000th birthday will be in nine years. Would you be so kind as to honor me?"

Long live the old master?! Chang Qing was surprised to see that he was so old. He immediately bowed and said, "In that case, Master, I will respectfully accept your invitation. However... I have a strong palate, so I hope the Master's birthday banquet won't be too light..."

The two looked at each other and laughed, feeling that they had met too late.

Hulong Mountain is decorated with lights and colorful lanterns. Although it is a wild mountain, the demon tribe has been moving very quickly in the past few days. They have trimmed trees, built roads, and decorated with lights and colorful lanterns. There is a sense of luxury. It seems that the deep-sea demon tribe does not always like to practice hard, and they enjoy themselves just as much.

The peerless people and the old master slowly landed on the platform on the top of the mountain. The stone platform was flat. Behind a few white coral tables were cushions woven with purple seaweed. They were simple and elegant, and the taste was quite good.

Looking hundreds of miles away, you can see the black South China Sea woven into a long black ribbon, hanging upside down above the sky, like an abyss, hiding endless dangers.

Suddenly, he felt a pair of eyes staring at him. He turned his head and saw a scholar coming down the mountain. He was wearing a Confucian robe, with a slender figure and an aura as deep as the sea. As he walked, the sound of waves splashing in his heart like a dream, as if it was not a person, but an unfathomable deep sea.

Looking in the direction he was looking, he saw that the face was exceptionally handsome, and he was considered one of the most handsome men in the human race. If it weren't for the pair of black vertical pupils, Changqing would have thought that he was the hero of the academy brought by the old master.

But behind the other person, there was a boy who looked like a child, with his head half lowered and his eyes obscure. Changqing had a hunch that this child was the monster who had been staring at him.

The other person's aura was calm, and Changqing couldn't see through it, so he became a little alert. Anyone who could appear here was not an ordinary person.

"Hello, fellow Daoist~~" Sword Master saluted the figure with a bit of fear.

"Young friend Jianzun is truly a genius of the human race. In just three thousand years, his cultivation has reached such a high level~~" the Great Demon Zun praised.

The old man seemed to dislike the other party and sneered, "Three thousand years is only enough time for me to take a nap. Under your leadership, the demon race is thriving."

"Master, you are still so angry. This trip was caused by my demon race being bewitched by an abnormal being and causing us to do something wrong. Isn't this an apology..."

The old man snorted coldly, his mind as clear as a mirror: "Haha, I hope so."

Several figures flew over from the sky. Seven of the eighteen demon lords came. All the people were present. These existences were enough to make Ling Ran tremble. They sat down amid peaceful mutual compliments, as if it was just an ordinary party.

Changqing stood behind Shangguan Qiuying and looked around. Each demon lord was different, some old and some young. However, they did not deliberately conceal the extremely strong demonic aura on their bodies. They wanted to crush the peerless people with momentum in order to gain the upper hand.

The one he cared about the most was an old man in a golden robe and the young man standing behind him—Jin Shen from the Golden Dragon Clan!

He is here too~~Changqing was a little surprised, as if these demon lords had predicted his coming.

The other party was also looking at him, with a hint of urgency in his eyes, as if he couldn't wait for Changqing to fulfill his promise, and seemed to be reminding Changqing.

No matter what, Changqing gave the other party a look that reminded him to stay calm, and then looked away without leaving a trace. The Demon Lord was making small movements under his nose, which meant he was tired of living.

"We, the demon clan, have come here today with a sincere intention to repent and hope to repair the relationship with the human race. The demon clan was bewitched by the wicked and did wrong things. Let me first offer a toast to you all for apology." The Great Demon Lord stood up, raised his glass and drank it all.

The six peerless men looked calm and did not raise their glasses, but they sneered in their hearts and watched the Demon Lord perform silently.

The scene was a bit awkward at the beginning.

Shangguan Qiuying, receiving a hint from the Sword Master, didn't hesitate. She slammed the table and unleashed her usual arrogance. "Your demon race has slaughtered millions of our human race and hundreds of thousands of cultivators. I can't stand your words! Do you think a glass of wine is worth millions of lives?"

Before the demons could even make their demands, they were already being harassed. The boy who had been following the Great Demon Lord shouted sinisterly, "Has our Great Demon Lord personally apologized? Isn't that enough to demonstrate our Sea Clan's stance? Do you really think we're afraid of you humans? If a real fight breaks out, you humans won't stand to gain much!"

"Where did this ignorant kid come from? The master hasn't spoken yet, and a lowly slave dares to speak too much!" Changqing didn't mind testing the other party's ability.

But the situation suddenly changed. From where the Demon Lord was, several auras suddenly leaked out, the grass and trees drooped, and gravel flew everywhere.

The breath was blocked by the old man, but Changqing smiled and said: "So you are the legitimate son of the Great Demon Lord. But it is not good to interfere in the affairs of adults without permission!!" He added a few more teasing words, which aroused some anger among the crowd.

"What an arrogant young human being!" A demon lord with a cold expression slammed the table.

Considering the temperament of the demon race, being able to sit down and have a good talk is already the ultimate restraint.

"Is the Demon Lord anxious? Okay, then let's keep fighting and see who will suffer in the end!" Shangguan Qiuying took over the conversation without any fear. She was sure that the demon clan could not continue the fight and was deliberately provoking them.

Sword Master coughed lightly: "I think several fellow Daoists of the demon clan have not yet distinguished right from wrong. Don't forget, we are commissioned by the Heavenly Dao. If you Daoists are still stubborn, I think the situation is not what you and my clan want to see."

Those demon lords who originally felt aggrieved suddenly felt as if their necks were strangled and they could not speak. Once these words were spoken, they had to hold their resentment in their hearts, otherwise they would be punished by heaven, and not only would they lose their immortality, they would not even have any luck.

In such a strange situation, Chang Qing frowned slightly. The behavior of the Great Demon Lord seemed a little strange. His identity had not been exposed, but now he was watching the two sides making a fuss. He did not stop the demon lords under his command at all. Instead, he seemed to be watching a show, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth, watching the two parties bickering, like a passerby who was not involved and seemed to be adding fuel to the fire.

The Great Demon Lord's action made Changqing feel alarmed, as if this guy had finally unloaded a heavy burden. Changqing knew that such a strange behavior might lead to unexpected changes.

Finally, under everyone's gaze, the Great Demon Lord stood up with a smile on his face and raised his glass to everyone again: "Everyone, I have a suggestion. How about we both fight to the death? It would save us a lot of trouble!"