C17 Soaring into the Sky

"Inner court disciple? This little demon has picked up a treasure. If it's at the Monster Auction, it would sell for at least fifty thousand demon coins. In addition to it being a beauty, the final price should not be lower than one hundred thousand demon coins. " Chen Qingzhi did not hide the envy in his eyes as he licked his dry lips.

The annual salary of a Mountain-Patrolling Sprite was only three thousand demon coins. Even ten years of salary was not enough to exchange for a high level captive, an inner disciple of the Dao Gate. It was no wonder that even Ancestor of Tiger Demon was a little envious.

One must know that Ancestor of Tiger Demon was a very impressive man, but the thirty thousand demon dollars a year was nothing to him. He was often in a predicament of being short of money.

Other than the fact that commander-level monsters possessed tyrannical strength, they would need a large amount of demon currency to support their excursions and socializations. Otherwise, they would become a laughingstock of the Elder Gods.

If I, a commander, were to go out without a palanquin and ride on foot without a horse, it would be absolutely embarrassing to wear my eye-catching Commander's Demonic Robe when I'm in such poverty.

Jiang Feng, who had been a Mountain-Patrolling Sprite for ten years, naturally knew the difficulties of being a commander. With a thought, he took out Weng Qian's protective jade token and placed it in front of Ancestor of Tiger Demon.

I've got him now, so this magical equipment is useless for me to keep. I've heard that Tai Sheng has a hobby of collecting magical artifacts, so this jade wall can also be considered exquisite. Jiang Feng said with a sincere expression.

Chen Qingzhi was in a very good mood. The magic tools of the inner sect disciples were worth at least tens of thousands of dollars. He didn't refuse and put the jade chip into his bag.

"Jiang Feng, even though you're a lesser demon, according to my investigation …" Chen Qingzhi felt a little awkward, he coughed a few times, then continued, "You gave the ten years worth of achievements from killing the Dao disciples to the other lesser demons, so logically speaking, you should at least have the rank of demon leader. As the commander in chief of the commander position, I naturally have my eyes and ears open, so I immediately declared that you have the rank of demon head of Ancestral God Mountain."

Ancestor of Tiger Demon's guess about Jiang Feng could be said to be about right. Jiang Feng should have long been promoted to the position of leader, but if it wasn't for the gift Jade Annulus, Jiang Feng would probably still be an unknown Mountain-Patrolling Sprite.

Jiang Feng was very satisfied with this result. Ten years of accumulation, ten years of training, it should be enough for him to soar to the heavens. If he couldn't obtain a higher rank, he wouldn't be able to learn any profound demon mental cultivation methods, and he wouldn't be able to break through the bottleneck in his cultivation.

"Come, here is your new identity token. Keep it carefully, I estimate that it won't be long before you are promoted to commander. You are on equal footing with me." Ancestor of Tiger Demon passed a silver identity token to Jiang Feng and kept Jiang Feng's copper identity token.

Jiang Feng glanced at the new silver badge. The card wasn't carved with animals like dogs, pigs, cows and sheep, but rather with a lone wolf walking alone in the snow.

"Lone Wolf, it suits his personality very well. It's just that I'm afraid he will need to control more than a thousand Mountain-Patrolling Sprite s in the future. It's a little troublesome." Jiang Feng muttered in his heart.

"Mountain-Patrolling Sprite's life is like grass, the Spirit Demon King sees it as an ordinary beast, there's no point in life and death, but you can now be considered a Spirit Demon General, and you can meet the Spirit Demon King once, this is your vote, take it." A piece of golden foil covered with inscriptions flew over and landed in Jiang Feng's hand.

Jiang Feng was shocked, he had never heard that the leader of the group would have the chance to meet the Spirit Demon King, but the gold leaf Demonic Strength in his hand was surging, it was indeed the Spirit Demon King's teleportation rune, and it was not fake at all.

Seeing Jiang Feng's panic-stricken look, Grand Elder Hu laughed to himself: "Every ten years, a big boss would come to see the Demon King, and I think you are one of the oddities of Mountain-Patrolling Sprite. You and I are fated to meet each other, and we have come here together, you can accept this gold leaf."

"Thank you, Grand Elder." Jiang Feng kowtowed three times sincerely before finally getting up.

He was a Mountain-Patrolling Sprite. Aside from ten years ago, when he was captured to be the cannon fodder role of the Mountain-Patrolling Sprite, he had come into close contact with the Demon King once.

Even the commanders of the demon horde wouldn't be able to see the Demon King every year. Only the core members of the commanders, such as Grand Elder Hu, had the opportunity to see the Demon King.

"Don't thank me for now, meeting a Demon King in the presence of a big boss is a chance for me. Ten years ago, a big boss got the chance to meet the Demon King in the wild, but because he said the wrong things in front of the Demon King, he was swallowed up." Tiger Lord said with a sigh.

"This …" Jiang Feng was speechless because in front of the Monster King, he was like an ant and had no power to resist.

"But there's no need to worry too much. There are only a few demon kings who are brutal and temperamental, but they rarely show their faces. Most of the other demon kings are considered wise, so they won't slaughter their demon clan generals." Tiger Taisui comforted again.

"I hope that I can make use of the auspicious words of the gods to get past this danger and see the Monster King." Jiang Feng cupped his fists.

"Okay, in ten days you will be able to meet the Demon Queen and come back to me. We will decide which branch mountain we are going to when the time comes." After saying that, Tiger Taisui waved his hand.

Jiang Feng took his leave tactfully.

His face turned paler and paler. He immediately understood that the aftershock of that fierce gaze from Hu Tai Nian had just added some new injuries to the old wound of the female disciple, so he stood against the wall powerlessly.

"Are you all right?" Jiang Feng asked in an indifferent tone.

"If you give me my protective magical equipment, how can I handle it?" Weng Qian glared at Jiang Feng and replied snappily.

"Your protective magical equipment? It's mine. Your person is already mine, so how can your magical equipment be yours? " Jiang Feng looked at Weng Qian as if she was an idiot and shook his head.

"You …" Weng Qian bit her lips in anger, but was powerless to refute.

"Can you walk? If you can't leave, I'll carry you. " Jiang Feng looked at Weng Qian and approached her.

Sensing that Jiang Feng's gaze was a bit evil, Weng Qian quickly replied, "I can walk, I can walk."

Jiang Feng laughed. He knew that Weng Qian was easy to mess around with and would obediently submit to such a scare. He didn't know if the inner disciples of Nine Sects were like this or not.

Before they left the Patrolling Mountain Hall, Weng Qian couldn't help but ask, "Why are all of you monsters talking like humans? You're obviously just a monster that drinks blood, and yet you want to talk like us? You're acting like a monkey, a laughingstock."

"The Primordial Era was created by the demons. Humans are nothing more than livestock raised by the demons." Jiang Feng answered.

"Nonsense, all of you demons are formed from the essence of the sun and moon absorbed by birds and beasts. We humans are the spirits of all living things, created by the heaven and earth. What kind of demons want to create humans, how dare you say that." Weng Qian felt that Jiang Feng was a little demon that did not know the basics of human and demon birth.

How could Jiang Feng have the heart to argue with Weng Qian? The incident with the Demon King had pressured him to the point where he couldn't even breathe.

Whether one was able to cultivate a higher level demonic mental cultivation method, or even obtain the formula from the Monster King, success or failure depended on one blow.