Changbai Mountain, Rice Bowl, Peach Mountain.
In the school outside the valley, a tall monkey wearing glasses and a long robe stood on the podium, shaking his head as he taught:
"Bright moonlight before my bed, I suspect it is frost on the ground.
I look up to see the bright moon, bowing my head, I think of ho."
Below, a group of little demons imitated the tall monkey, shaking their heads as they recited.
This monkey was once the Monkey General who served Xiang Kunlun, nad Da Shan.
After Xiang Kunlun left, Da Shan took on the duties of the schoolteacher.
He had long had the chance to transform, to beco a true human form.
However, he was unwilling.
Da Shan suddenly looked at a little deer demon by the window, who was always distracted looking outside and tapped the little deer demon's head three tis with a ruler:
"Copy Thoughts on a Tranquil Night five hundred tis."
The Demon Race gradually developed its own order, with the schoolteacher holding a high status among them.
The little deer demon lowered its head and said:
"Yes, sir."
The other little demons giggled gleefully.
Da Shan said:
"When you go back, think about the emotions the poet expressed in this poem.
My teacher once said, there's profound aning in this poem, be sure to rember it."
Da Shan said, looking out the window.
The demons who once attended school had beco great demons, either able to transform or half-transform.
He didn't know where the teacher was now, or whether he was well.
...
Peach Mountain, within the valley.
Heartless Little Monkey stood on the peach tree, munching on a peach, swinging a stick:
"One! Two! Three! Let's get to training!"
Heartless Little Monkey wore a hoodie and jeans, like a human child.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Hey!"
"Ha!"
A group of physically strong demons like tigers, bears, wolves, and water buffalo, practiced with various weapons in the training field.
They already could transform into completely human shapes.
Yet at this mont, they kept animal heads on human bodies, retaining fur and claws.
This half-animal, half-human form allows them to maximize their combat power.
The claws serve as weapons, the fur as the best defense, and transforming into humanoid shapes allows them to utilize Spiritual Power skills through sealing.
Heartless Little Monkey would never forget the humiliation the Demon Race suffered when humans invaded Changbai Mountain.
Big brother once said, if the Demon Race wants dignity, they must have enough military force!
Heartless Little Monkey was a harsh Demon King, charging at the Black Bear Spirit with a staff, knocking him down.
The little monkey grabbed Black Bear Spirit's thick neck fiercely:
"How many tis have I told you, combine your blade technique with Spiritual Power!
If you dare to be distracted again, I'll kill you, this mountain brute!"
The Black Bear Spirit shrank his neck, grumbled:
"Okay, I understand, Prince."
The little monkey jumped back on the tree, shouted:
"With my elder brother absent, you must train harder!
If one day humans co again to cause trouble, rip them all apart!"
...
By the brook.
A group of alluring won washed clothes in the stream.
They playfully bantered and chatted rrily, like entering Silk Cave.
These won were Banshees.
Their combat power wasn't high, but their beauty was.
They loved beauty, transforming into beautiful human won after shape-shifting.
Banshee's love for beauty originated from Fox Xiaosan.
Once Fox Xiaosan mastered the phone, she also brought these sisters to watch.
The templates for these Banshees' transformations were female internet celebrities from short video platforms.
During transformation, they added personal touches.
For instance, so Banshees liked short stature, so they shortened the internet celebrity template.
So liked large busts, so they enhanced them on the original template.
No makeup needed, transford directly into internet starlets with beauty filters on.
Fox Xiaosan, dressed in white, ca forward, discontentedly looking at a few Banshees:
"Cover up!
Cover your chest!
And you, your buttocks are showing."
The nad Banshees giggled:
"But it looks good like this!"
Fox Xiaosan sternly said:
"Knowing sha is courtesy!
If you don't know sha, don't know courtesy, how are you different from wild monkeys?!
The clothes we washed, what use are they!
The principles Mr. Xiang taught you, have you all forgotten?!
Next ti I see anyone dressed indecently, don't bla for punishing you!"
The Banshees dared not speak, quietly put on their clothes properly.
Fox Xiaosan snorted coldly and turned to leave.
A faint smile hung on her lips.
These demons were becoming more like humans.
...
Peach Mountain, on the hilltop.
Weasel, mouse, snake, hedgehog, squirrel, and other naturally weaker small demons were sitting cross-legged ditating on the mountaintop.
In front of the many small demons, Ye Fan sat cross-legged, hand seals changing.
The demons imitated Ye Fan, changing hand gestures.
These demons didn't have strong physical strength, wanting to play a role in close combat.
The physically strong demons served as warriors, these physically weak ones as long-range mages.
Ye Fan was teaching these demons to more perfectly harness Spiritual Power.
In his mind, Mo Yulin's voice rang out:
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, my disciple truly is a genius.
In just a month, he can create Mother Talismans, already far surpassing Han Hai.
Now my disciple can also establish a sect and teach demons to harness Spiritual Power."
Ye Fan felt a bit proud.
In a fantasy novel, this na of his would surely accomplish great things.
At this mont, Mo Yulin suddenly floated out from the ring, frowning.
Ye Fan turned his head:
"Teacher, what's wrong?"
Mo Yulin calculated with his fingers, said gravely:
"I've divined that the Demon Race is about to face a calamity."
Ye Fan looked surprised.
He had learned many skills from Mo Yulin, though he barely dabbled in divination.
Mo Yulin's calculations were always accurate.
Ye Fan asked:
"Calamity? Only humans could bring such a calamity to the Demon Race.
Didn't humans sign a pact with the Demon Race not to disturb their peace?"
Mo Yulin sighed:
"It's not that there are no good deeds, but that there are no good people.
The Black Emperor isn't at Peach Mountain now, you should discuss it with your second brother."
Ye Fan did not dare delay, got up and ran towards the valley.
...
Bai Mountain City.
A bus parked at the farmhouse.
The farmhouse had quite a big event today.
Catering for more than two hundred people, and they ordered whole roasted lamb, a hearty dish.
Three people sat on the kang in the private room.
Besides Xie Qilin, there was Bai Ge, the head of Bai Mountain City's Safety Managent Station, and Han Hai, the Talisman Sect Leader.
Bai Ge is a confidant of Director Zheng Qian of the Safety Administration, and Han Hai, under Xie Qilin's introduction, could also be considered Zheng Qian's man.
This table, in a way, were all on the sa side.
Bai Ge drank the Maotai brought by Xie Qilin and said:
"Young Master Xie, Sect Leader Han, it's not that I don't give face.
We're all Director Zheng's people, and everything else in Bai Mountain City can be managed except this one thing.
The higher-ups have given a strict order, Changbai Mountain is a forbidden area, I really can't let so many people up the mountain.
The Rice Bowl area is under such surveillance that even the presence of a few birds must be reported daily.
Moreover, brothers, I haven't received an order from Director Zheng, I definitely can't let you go up.
Losing my hat is small, but it might end up all getting arrested.
I definitely don't want to be the first administrator to enter the Special Prison of the Safety Administration."
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