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Chapter 295: 35: The Plan to Be King of the Mountain, The Boar Zhu Ganglie l s Title_2

“Maintain order in Blackwind Mountain, and if you ever harm the human race,

I can level Blackwind Mountain with a single finger.”

“Yes!”

The Boar King quickly agreed.

After all this, Zhao Huai left the cave.

He found that many little demons had gathered around him.

“You’re Master Zhu Ganglie? You look so powerful!”

“What a handsome human form you’ve cultivated!”

Facing the surprised and incredulous voices, Zhao Huai felt somehow offended, as if he had become a monkey in a zoo, a spectacle for others to watch.

“I dare to ask Boar Master, what’s at the end of our painstaking cultivation?” At this moment, a yellow rat demon with big teeth asked the question.

Zhao Huai glanced at him, obviously not expecting a demon to ask such a question.

Althouzh humans and demons are mortal enemies, thev do have some similarities in certain aspects.

Just as humans can be confused, so can demons.

Zhao Huai replied indifferently, “The ultimate goal of cultivation is nothing but great freedom. To have the whole world at your fingertips and to be the one and only, fearing no one and nothing. That’s it.”

He wasn’t wrong about that.

Great freedom and longevity are the ultimate goals of many cultivators.

Zhao Huai’s words won the approval of many little demons, their eyes filled with even more admiration.

“Does Master have any cultivation methods to share with us?”

“I’ve been cultivating in Blackwind Mountain for a year, but I still can’t transform. Does Master have any solutions?”

Quickly, more questions were asked.

Zhao Huai calmly replied, “In the road of cultivation, hard work alone is not enough. You also need opportunities. Destiny favors the fortunate, and it cannot be forced.”

As a Divination Master, he looked at the qi swirling around the faces of the demons below and found them to be quite ordinary.

Clearly, none of the little demons present had any great destiny.

One boar, however, had an unprecedented golden glow on its face.

Among the group of demons…

The brown-haired wild boar and the Black Bird Monster were squeezed in the back, their small stature motionless, their little eyes staring blankly.

“There are so many people; I can’t see Zhu Ganglie.”

“I can’t see him either.”

The Black Bird Monster’s shrill, dry voice was filled with speechlessness.

“Sigh, he’s my idol, though.”

“Forget it, he’d never even look at someone like you.”

“Even monsters need to have dreams.”

“Dreams can’t be eaten as food.”

The brown-haired wild boar helplessly touched the bristles on his head, unable to argue with the Black Bird brother.

Is there really no hope for him to cultivate a human form?

Should monsters not have dreams?

Just as he was pondering this…

The group of demons parted, and many little demons looked at him.

A figure of a man in white was walking towards them.

The brown-haired wild boar couldn’t believe his eyes as he watched the figure approach. “Zhu Ganglie… is coming.”

“Am I dreaming?”

The Black Bird Monster’s long neck stretched straight, his face frozen in disbelief.

Zhao Huai stepped in front of the boar demon.

He saw the thick golden qi on the boar’s face, forming a flowing scene.

In the golden scene…

An image appeared of a familiar blood pool, with the brown-haired boar standing curiously beside it.

Then, with a splash, his feet slipped, and he fell into the pool.

The next moment, the scene vanished.

Zhao Huai couldn’t help but smile when he saw this.

It seemed the boar was just lucky, no wonder.

He looked at the brown-haired wild boar and asked, “What’s your name?”

The brown-haired wild boar touched the back of his head, feeling embarrassed, “Master, I don’t have a name.”

Zhao Huai nodded gently, stood up straight, and loudly said to the surrounding demons, “Remember my words, destiny favors the fortunate.”

“Relying on others is not as good as relying on oneself. Everything depends on you.”

Then, Zhao Huai reached out his hand, tapped the brown-haired wild boar’s head three times, and laughed, “Do you understand now?”

Having said that, he turned and left.

The brown-haired wild boar touched his own head, his small eyes pondering.

Suddenly, there was a bright flash before his eyes.

Nightfall, Snake Coiling Mountain.

Zhao Huai and Yu Qinghan’s figures moved quickly through the mountains like dark shadows.

“Husband, do you think the little boar understood your intention?”

“Leave it to his fate.”

“What were you thinking? Teaching demons to cultivate?”

“Using demons to tame other demons.”

After a while, Zhao Huai stood still on a rock atop Snake Coiling Mountain, his eyes gazing into the distance.

The moonlight of the night spread like frost and snow across the ground, illuminating every corner of Snake Coiling Mountain.

Hissing sounds came and went, countless red lights flickered, and the putrid smell of snakes permeated the air.

“Who are you?”

A thin man with pale skin and blue snake pupils, wearing a bamboo hat, stretched out a long, thin tongue and stared at Zhao Huai.

Without answering, Zhao Huai closed his eyes, and his Divine Insight spread out from his mind.

As a result, he found that there were still people trapped in the mountain, obviously captured by the demons of Snake Coiling Mountain.

His cold eyes flashed like electricity, a sharp gaze directed at the demons below.

All the snake demons felt an overwhelming pressure rushing towards them!

The thin man saw that Zhao Huai remained silent, while his aura was not to be underestimated. Coming to Snake Coiling Mountain at this late hour, he couldn’t be a kind person.

Left with no choice but to brace himself, he said:

“I admit that you are very strong, but there are thousands of little demons on Snake Coiling Mountain, and I have Mother Snake as my backer. If you kill me, how would you deal with them all?”

“Kill them all,” Zhao Huai responded indifferently.

As soon as he said that, a powerful sword qi pierced through his lifted hand, sweeping across the ground like a dragon..