“You are different from the servants of other demon kings; your strength is formidable. Could you show me that treasure of yours from earlier?”
Zhang Ling had just reseated himself in a meditative posture when he heard the voice of the Crimson Fire Ape again.
He saw the Crimson Fire Ape shake his body and sit down on the ground just like him, staring at him with a curious expression.
“Are you talking about this treasure?” After a moment of silence, Zhang Ling's mind flickered, and a small, delicate purple-black bronze bell appeared in his hand.
“It's this thing. The sound coming from inside it made me lose my senses for a moment. Your human treasures are truly strange and bizarre; I've heard they have many magical uses.” The Crimson Fire Ape's eyes gleamed with interest.
Zhang Ling shook his head and said expressionlessly, “A cultivator's treasures are not to be shown to others casually.” With that, he put the bronze bell into his sleeve.
“Wait, hold on.”
Seeing him put away the bronze bell again, the Crimson Fire Ape suddenly stood up, his spiritual power fluctuating as if he wanted to attack again.
Zhang Ling frowned slightly. He didn't want to get too entangled with these demon beasts. If this demon attacked again, it would inevitably lead to more trouble.
Of course, he wouldn't give up the bronze bell. This ancient treasure had been with him for a long time and had played a significant role in his battles with other cultivators.
Fortunately, the Crimson Fire Ape did not attack. Instead, he patted his chest a few times and sat down on the ground again.
“Now that I've been defeated by you, I won't attack again today. However, I also have some treasures in my possession. If you're willing to trade, all these treasures will be yours.”
The Crimson Fire Ape slapped his head and suddenly said. As he spoke, he fumbled around his chest and pulled out two small black bags.
Those were two storage bags. Since this demon had gained intelligence, it could naturally use storage bags. This was not strange; even some intelligent low-level demon beasts could use storage bags.
The Crimson Fire Ape chuckled and shook the two storage bags. A large pile of things appeared on the ground.
Zhang Ling couldn't help but glance at the items, and he was quite surprised. Although he only took a cursory glance, he instantly recognized some of the items.
There were seven or eight magical artifacts and dozens of miscellaneous magic tools. There were also piles of spirit stones, with thousands of mid-grade spirit stones. The value of these items was over a million spirit stones.
In addition to that, there were several piles of spiritual herbs and fruits.
The Crimson Fire Ape grabbed a fiery red fruit with his large hand and crunched on it. At the same time, he waved his hand, and a similar fiery red fruit flew in front of Zhang Ling.
“This is my favorite spiritual fruit; you should try it too.”
It was actually a fourth-grade spiritual fruit, a Scarlet Sun Fruit. Zhang Ling accepted the fiery red fruit, muttering to himself.
The fruit in his hand was about the size of two fists, with a rough surface covered in many dark brown spots, its quality was not good. But its value was not small. This was a top-grade fire-attribute spiritual fruit, impossible to find in the outside world.
He had only collected over twenty types of fourth-grade spiritual herbs, mostly from the Heavenly Abyss Secret Realm.
Zhang Ling rubbed the Scarlet Sun Fruit in his hand and took a bite without hesitation. Instantly, a stream of pure spiritual power flowed through his body like a warm current, making him feel warm all over.
The fire spiritual power contained in the Scarlet Sun Fruit was pure and peaceful, and cultivators could consume it directly. Constant consumption could continuously strengthen a cultivator's physique.
This spiritual fruit could also be used to refine several types of top-grade fire-attribute elixirs, making it even more valuable to cultivators who practiced fire-attribute techniques.
He didn't expect this demon ape to throw it to him so casually. The value of this Scarlet Sun Fruit alone was at least tens of thousands of spirit stones.
It seemed this demon ape's identity was not simple. Zhang Ling thought to himself, then patted his storage bag and took out two magical artifacts. “Although I can't give you my bronze bell ancient treasure, these two magical artifacts are also quite powerful and may be more suitable for you.”
He took out a black long staff and a crimson longbow. Both of these treasures were high-quality fire-attribute magical artifacts, the treasures of the red-faced man he had killed earlier. Especially the crimson longbow, which was made from the materials of a fire serpent.
“Haha, I knew I wasn't wrong about you; you really have a lot of treasures on you.” The Crimson Fire Ape was overjoyed when he saw him take out two magical artifacts. He grabbed the black long staff and longbow and began to play with them.
Seeing this, Zhang Ling couldn't help but smile. This Crimson Fire Ape was really quite strange, seemingly very interested in human cultivators' magical artifacts.
Although transformed demon cultivators would also refine magical artifacts like human cultivators, not many demon cultivators would do so. Demon cultivators still focused more on their physical bodies and their own innate divine abilities.
Zhang Ling's gaze shifted, and he scanned the piles of spiritual herbs and fruits on the ground again. His taking out two magical artifacts was also because he was interested in the things this demon had brought out.
He had noticed earlier that there were some spiritual herbs that he had not collected, as well as five or six rare fourth-grade spiritual herbs. These were all rare spiritual herbs, and he himself had developed some interest.
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Let's talk about the Black Tortoise. It entered a strange space through a spatial rift. At this time, it was standing on a pillar of spiritual light, constantly examining its surroundings.
There were also a dozen huge pillars of spiritual light around it, similarly engraved with many demon beast totems, emitting various colors of spiritual light to form a layer of colorful light haze that covered several miles of area, blocking large swaths of purple mist outside.
The wailing sound of wind howled overhead. There was also a huge spatial rift in the center of the spiritual light pillars, identical to the one outside. This kind of stable spatial rift, like a teleportation array, possessed the power of teleportation.
In some ways, teleportation arrays were built by imitating the power of space.
Except for the area shrouded by the spiritual light emitted by the spiritual light pillars, thick purple-red mist floated everywhere in the distance. Even the sky overhead was a pale purple, hazy everywhere, appearing somewhat dim.
This was the so-called Demon King Palace, also the ancestral land of the demon race in the Demon Wind Mountain Range.
The Black Tortoise released its divine sense to probe the mist outside the light barrier, but then it smiled wryly and withdrew its divine sense.
Because the purple mist in the distance was the same kind of mist as the purple mist it had seen outside just now, and its divine sense would be greatly weakened if it entered it. With its current divine sense, it could only check a range of a hundred feet if it released it all.
Such intense suppression of divine sense clearly meant that this was no ordinary mist.
“Great King, we've already entered. This is the Demon King Palace, also the Heavenly Demon Burial Ground. Many demon kings who died of old age would come here to sit and transform when their lifespan was about to end.” The two Illusion Demons, Big-Eared Mouse and Black-Haired Pig, explained the situation of this space to it, each saying a sentence.
“Yes, yes, Great King, this space is also the homeland of our Illusion Demons, the Illusion Mist Space.”
The Black Tortoise nodded slightly, not expecting that they were born in this independent space. Some independent spaces did have some special creatures.
