854: Chapter 285 Jie_3 854: Chapter 285 Jie_3 The residence of the Ox Demon King couple, the clouds dispersed and the rain subsided.
Iron Fan Immortal asked him what happened?
How could he be so reckless.
Although she was quite pleased, she still felt sothing was amiss.
The Ox Demon King smiled bitterly and had to explain how things transpired.
Iron Fan Immortal then understood what had happened.
She gave Ox Demon King a glance and said: “You foolish thing, how dare you do such a thing?
I just knew Nihou would surely see through it.
Now let’s see how you explain it to him.”
Ox Demon King shrank his neck and said with a dry laugh: “I plan not to see Nihou for a while; otherwise, I fear he might develop a taste for braised ox at.”
Iron Fan Immortal rolled her eyes at Ox Demon King, although she was sowhat disappointed, she ultimately did not reprimand him further.
“The effect of that Immortal Brew was quite good; I will go to the Dragon Palace tomorrow for more.”
Upon hearing Iron Fan Immortal’s words, Ox Demon King’s legs trembled.
However, seeing Iron Fan Immortal’s serious expression, he had to nod tearfully.
The next day, when Ox Demon King arrived at the East Sea, his face was sour.
The Ancestral Dragon looked at Ox Demon King and joyful said: “Did it work?”
“Not at all.”
Ox Demon King replied irritably, unmindful of the Ancestral Dragon before him.
“My Nihou drank it without any effect.
Thinking the brew was useless, I drank half a bottle myself; now my legs are still weak.”
Hearing Ox Demon King’s words, Ancestral Dragon was sowhat surprised.
But soon he accepted it.
He nodded and said: “Seems we underestimated the Great Saint’s physique.
The Immortal Body, truly lives up to its na.”
Upon saying this, Ancestral Dragon handed over a storage pouch.
He smiled and said: “Since you made the effort, naturally your reward will not be lacking.
This ti was my lack of preparation, don’t bla yourself.”
Ox Demon King accepted it and showed his pleasure, surprised by the Ancestral Dragon’s thoughtfulness.
With a glance, Ox Demon King said: “You’re quite generous; next ti there’s such a matter, co find .”
Upon saying this, Ox Demon King awkwardly asked: “By the way, is there more of that Immortal Brew?
I found it quite tasty and would like so for tasting.”
Ancestral Dragon was slightly startled, but imdiately understood Ox Demon King’s aning.
He laughed, as this was his own concocted recipe, the reason he could father so many children back then.
Since Ox Demon King wanted it, the Ancestral Dragon naturally understood his intention.
Not the least bit stingy, Ancestral Dragon gave Ox Demon King more than ten jars, enough for a century’s use.
“A small cup each ti is sufficient.”
Ancestral Dragon reminded him; though he had plenty, it was still quite precious.
It contained nourishing herbs that were beneficial over long-term use.
Even the Great Heavenly Venerate could beco more robust in the body.
Ox Demon King hastily kept them and thanked Ancestral Dragon.
He left happily, returning to the Purple Bamboo Forest.
Then he began to experience the effects of the Immortal Brew.
During this period, Iron Fan Immortal was quite satisfied with him.
The Three Realms grew increasingly chaotic, even the Heavenly Court couldn’t suppress it.
Indeed, so reckless ones provoked Huaguo Mountain.
Sun Wukong was quite peaceful and didn’t get angry, but every sweep of his Jingu Bang unleashed blood streaks in the sky.
With just three strikes, no one dared to provoke again.
Most likely, they knew Sun Wukong couldn’t be provoked, his na lived up to its reputation.
Before long, Golden God and Suiren arrived together.
Sun Wukong wondered; why have these two co to find him?
Were they here for Nu Ba?
“Greetings to the ancestor, greetings to Golden God sister.”
Nu Ba greeted them.
Others hurriedly followed suit.
These were two Supres; even Sun Wukong hadn’t beco a Supre-level powerhouse yet.
They weren’t here for Nu Ba; Golden God’s gaze fell heavily on Sun Wukong.
“Great Saint, you’re in trouble.”
Everyone was startled; they knew Golden God’s status, she wouldn’t speak without reason.
Since she said Sun Wukong was in trouble, he undoubtedly was.
Sun Wukong remained calm, looking at Golden God, he asked: “What trouble?”
“A Son of the Supre being has challenged you.”
Golden God said.
Sun Wukong raised an eyebrow, Son of the Supre?
Courting death?
He didn’t fear even the Supres; although he couldn’t defeat them, he could hold them off for a while.
“Which one?”
Sun Wukong asked.
He knew the opponent wouldn’t be simple, or Golden God and Suiren wouldn’t show such concern.
They knew his strength, yet were still worried, it ant the opponent’s power was extrely formidable, perhaps even a threat to him.
Sun Wukong naturally didn’t believe that only Yang Jian and himself had supre combat power in this world.
In the Primordial era, gods and demons run rampant, there were warriors of extraordinary prowess, it wasn’t peculiar.
“The son of the Primordial Empress, Jie.”
“Jie?”
Sun Wukong furrowed his brow.
Who was this Primordial Empress?
He had never heard of her.
The Primordial era buried many Supres; by the end of the Primordial period, only Ancestral Dragon and a few others remained.
During the early days of creation, countless Supres perished, slain by other Supres, none of the later beings knew this.
As for Jie, he knew even less.
But the na sounded quite extraordinary, not ordinary.
“He wants to first defeat you, then kill Yang Jian.”
Golden God said.
Sun Wukong was shocked; he scratched his head and asked: “Did Old Sun ever provoke this Jie?”
“You killed his father.”
Golden God nodded affirmatively.
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