Dragon Tamer
Chapter 951 - Chapter 951 Chapter 955 Xie Cang Really Knows How to Get Along

Chapter 951: Chapter 955: Xie Cang, Really Knows How to Get Along with People Chapter 951: Chapter 955: Xie Cang, Really Knows How to Get Along with People “Suffering Emperor?” Lu Wu chuckled.

This was merely a term used by Mechanists and Prophets. In reality, as long as one could control the entire situation in the God Territory, anyone could be the Suffering Emperor.

“As a reverent Yuheng Immortal God, why would you engage in such dealings with the Ancient Sacred Demons?” Zhu Minglang tried his best to remain calm and used the conversation to buy time.

However, Lu Wu was clearly not the type of villain who “dies from talking too much.” She gazed at Zhu Minglang coldly, as if looking at a cold, inanimate object.

There was no enmity, no malice, and equally no trace of humanity. The Lu Wu at this moment was vastly different from the Immortal Master who used to rush about for the sake of the common folks.

Lu Wu’s eyes made Zhu Minglang very uncomfortable.

It was no longer a matter of contempt but a sheer disregard for seeing others as human at all. It was as if Lu Wu were a hunter in the jungle who, upon capturing a young mouse, immediately thought of using it as bait to trap larger game like foxes or timber wolves.

Zhu Minglang was now just Lu Wu’s bait. Even if you were torn apart by the prey and screamed tragically, she would only find you noisy.

“The Human Race has endured various kinds of cataclysms over the long years, many of which could have completely obliterated us. This includes the mountain sinking calamity I caused,” spoke the Great Demon Mountain Meng, which was trapped at the Silver Dawn Door.

It seemed that Mountain Meng hadn’t spoken with a human in a long time, its human face slightly excited, and its eyes sparkling with a gleam.

It knew it would soon be free, and what it wanted to do now was to share its joy with the first person it met.

Exactly how many years had passed, it couldn’t remember.

Even so, Mountain Meng harbored no intention of killing Zhu Minglang. Instead, it hoped Zhu Minglang would continue to thrive, as that would ensure someone would listen to its ensuing vengeful rampage!

Regrettably, Lu Wu would not let this human off.

But before his demise, it might make him understand a bit more.

“I have heard a bit about it among the common folk,” Zhu Minglang said.

The Mountain Sinking Disaster.

This was a calamity from the most ancient times when humans nearly faced extinction. Ancient texts recorded a horrific event where all the mountains sank into the earth. The winds had no barriers; the deserts began their rampant encroachment. Forests vanished; rivers were overtaken by the spreading sands. Unable to farm, towns struggled to survive. The Human Race endured migration after migration, yet still found no suitable place to settle.

Multitudes of humans perished, not just from the worsening Mountain Sinking Disaster but also due to tribal wars over territory. Had some branches of mankind not learned to eke out a living on islands by relying on the seas, humans might have been completely extinct during the Mountain Sinking Disaster.

This is the masterpiece of Shan Meng.

After experiencing a hundred years, it was then that people realized the importance of the mountain. Subsequently, they began to worship the Mountain God, stopped carving the mountain for endless magnificent palaces until not a single stone was left, and started to dress up as Shan Meng during certain festivals, allowing children to pelt things at the impersonators to firmly remind everyone of the existence of this ancient disaster immortal.

Especially the gods, they would definitely extensively proclaim the terror of these matters, as only through such means could they induce the scattered people to believe in these Immortal Gods.

“I have an agreement with the heavens,” Shan Meng said with a smile, which bore no difference from that of a kind and amiable old man.

Lu Wu was waiting; she was waiting for the surrounding Void storm to subside.

So all she had to do now was keep an eye on Zhu Minglang to prevent him from escaping.

Of course, Lu Wu also knew that the Silver Dawn Sword had fused with Zhu Minglang’s soul. To ensure the integrity of the Silver Dawn Sword, she did not need to kill Zhu Minglang; all she had to do was to force him to unlock the Ancient Prohibition on the Silver Dawn Door.

“What agreement?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“The Mother of Gods once complained to the heavens. She vehemently criticized the human race for their insatiable greed, stating that no matter how comfortable a life provided, they would eventually erupt into wars over some profits, leading to their eventual destruction. The heavens felt great pain and shame as well, for when creating the original ancient humans, it had also mixed many impure thoughts. It admitted that the humans it created were not perfect. Thus, the Mother of Gods, the heavens, and I, who control the Ten Thousand Demon God, made a decision. That was to exterminate all humans who inherently carried the bloodline of greed and then have the heavens and Mother of Gods recreate a more perfect human race, bringing peace to the world,” Shan Meng narrated this ancient matter in a methodical manner.

Zhu Minglang listened while keeping his eyes on the Void storm.

The arrival of the Void storm gave Zhu Minglang extra time to think.

But the current situation was pretty dire.

With the God King Level Shan Meng ahead and the Divine Monarch Level Yuheng Fairy God behind, slipping away from their grasp was extremely difficult.

He couldn’t overpower them!

“That makes sense,” Zhu Minglang nodded, putting on a facade to agree with the version of the story told by Shan Meng.

“Heh heh, it looks like you’ve already guessed…. Yes, the Mother of Gods and the heavens wanted me to play the role of the demon who would eradicate mankind. At that time, I was loyal to them, and in fact, I’ve always been loyal to them. They asked me to eradicate the human race, and I did just that. Unfortunately, things did not go very smoothly. When I discovered that the human race had escaped to the oceans, I went to the heavens to talk. I told the heavens, ‘Heavens, you may not have created humans perfectly, but you made them incredibly tenacious. Their unity and perseverance in the face of disasters are unmatched by any other races.’ The heavens and the Mother of Gods were also very helpless. In the end, they had to appoint another deity who defeated me and cast me into the Prison Continent. I didn’t accomplish what I was supposed to do and willingly accepted my punishment — ninety-nine thousand nine hundred years. That was the term of my sentence. The heavens and the Mother of Gods promised me that if I could survive that long in the Prison Continent, my sentence would be considered served, and they would release me,” Shan Meng narrated calmly, his face still showing a bit of reminiscence as if the Mother of Gods and the heavens were his old friends, eager to meet them again.

Imprisoned for a hundred thousand years?

What does the heavens mean?

An ancient ancestor sacred demon, sentenced to be imprisoned for a hundred thousand years, happens to meet me during my short two to three decades of life. Could it be that the ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and eighty years were just for show or fictional?

Can’t they take a joke? Why does every great disaster and calamity happen exactly during the era I’m alive?

“Now you can’t endure anymore, thinking about a jailbreak?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“Hehe, I have already been in Prison Continent for two hundred thousand years. Although time there flows swiftly, the torment of two hundred thousand years is indeed real!” Shan Meng scoffed coldly.

“Uh… did the heavens not honor their agreement to release you ten thousand years ago?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“No, the heavens did not break their agreement, they just arrived a bit late. Look behind you, this beautiful Immortal Master, isn’t she an avatar of the heavens? She came to release me from prison. The heavens knew I bore a lot and also knew I had been punished for an extra hundred thousand years. Although they did not come to fetch me themselves, they did not forget this old friend in Prison Continent and deeply understood that my loyalty had never changed,” Shan Meng said.

Lu Wu, the Immortal Master, remained silent throughout.

Zhu Minglang glanced at Lu Wu, the Immortal Master.

Stinking woman, pretending to be so noble. It’s okay that you tricked me without any explanation, but having a monster like this elaborate the whole situation for you.

“Of course, you are the same; aren’t you also an avatar sent by the heavens to release me from prison?” Shan Meng suddenly added, and then a smile spread across his weathered face.

Zhu Minglang felt a sink in his heart.

Xie Cang’s manipulation was not over yet!

He was still on Xie Cang’s ship of thieves…

From the moment he had allowed the Silver Dawn Sword to be born, it had become very hard for him to break free!

What a bizarre encounter with a God-lord, if Zhu Minglang had known it would be one trap after another, he would have just laid low and cultivated lazily, leveraging his God-lord Level Divine Soul to eventually ascend to God-lord peacefully. It wouldn’t matter if it took a bit longer; he could just have a child with his wife in the meantime to encourage him to cultivate well, and avenge his father.

“That’s too much praise, I’m actually not familiar with the heavens at all,” Zhu Minglang forced a polite smile and braced himself to converse with this Ancient Sacred Demon.

“I can smell the aura on you, the heavens hold great expectations for you, may I ask your divine name?” Shan Meng asked, his tone exceedingly urbane and amiable.

“May I be so bold as to ask, after your release from prison, do you plan to retreat and enjoy a life of peace, or do you have other plans…” Zhu Minglang asked.

“For two hundred thousand years, I have been constantly reflecting and blaming myself…” Upon saying this, Shan Meng’s expression changed again. He looked old and tired, but his pupils burned with passionate fervor, “I have figured out why I failed initially. I was too self-centered, too arrogant. The power of one man is truly limited, even for a Great Saint Immortal like me. I actually needed to let go of my pride and join hands with other Great Demon Saints, like if I had set aside my prejudices and joined forces with Sea Nuwa, then the task Mother of Gods and the heavens entrusted to me would have been accomplished. I was too young back then. Now that the Human Race has turned out this way, including some deities who are steeped in inferior traits, it’s all my fault. In those days, I obliterated the Human Race, the heavens, and Mother of Gods created the perfect man, and then generation after generation, the seeds of human civilization have made the galaxy resplendent, the Void brilliant.”

Shan Meng continued in vexation and fervor, pouring his heart out to Zhu Minglang.

Not waiting for Zhu Minglang to respond, he continued, “Luckily, now I’m mature and know that dealing with the tenacious vitality of the Human Race requires more than just other Great Demon Saints; it also needs to be eroded from within the Human Race itself. It is always the Human Race that will destroy itself; all I need to do is apply a little pressure, a little encouragement. Everything will fall into place naturally. Of course, it will be a very long process, but what I have the most is time, as long as I can ultimately fulfill the heavy duty entrusted to me by the heavens and Mother of Gods, the world will be beautiful once again. I’m not afraid of being scorned, just disgusted by my own incompetence!”

“You truly are a wise Holy Demon. If every Ancient Species was as humble and self-reflective as you, the Human Race would be doomed in no time,” Zhu Minglang nearly cried as he listened.

What kind of Ancient Ancestor Sacred Demon were these, anyway?

Even such an ancestor of the Great Demon Immortal had learnt wisdom, unity, and how to fight a prolonged war. What exactly had the Human Race done to it, making it fall and rise again, only to become even stronger!

“Not just anywhere, not just anywhere, your Human Race isn’t bad either. Nowadays, they are not as ignorant and superstitious as in ancient times. They all have their own ideas, and even some believers don’t hold their faith as firmly as before. Everyone wants to be a god, everyone wants to ascend to immortality,” Shan Meng said.

After a round of mutual flattery in the business conversation, Zhu Minglang’s mood grew even heavier.

He felt the Void storm coming to a stop.

As expected, Lu Wu, the Immortal Master, had already pressed up close.

In her hand, she held a White Sword, pointing at Zhu Minglang’s back.

No more words were needed; she only demanded one thing from Zhu Minglang, that was, to unlock the Silver Dawn Door and release Shan Meng.

“Kid, you don’t need to feel any psychological burden. Being coerced into doing something against your will can be forgiven. Just keep your hand steady when you unlock it. After I come out, I’ll simply break a few of your insignificant bones and then tell the outside world that you had timely discerned our conspiracy and came to stop us. Despite being no match for Lu Wu and me due to your lower cultivation base, you barely managed to save your life,” Shan Meng continued.

“You’re too kind,” Zhu Minglang almost cried out of gratitude.

“Just making a friend. I know that you aren’t ready to join us yet, but if one day you see the true nature of your Human Race and also wish for a day of true peace, you can come to me. I won’t treat you unfairly… Of course, the most important thing is your happiness. If you aren’t happy staying with me, you can leave anytime. I don’t insist,” Shan Meng said.

Zhu Minglang almost burst into tears.

With such a Holy Demon Immortal ancestor, how could there be any concern about unifying the Ten Thousand Realms?

Xie Cang, you’re really good with people!

This is entirely different from the depiction of the cruel and savage Demon Emperors who consume flesh and blood that circulate among the folks, making the justice he steadfastly upheld seem somewhat petty in front of them.

“Don’t worry, I have a steady hand, but you also need to tell me, what should I do?” Zhu Minglang said.

“Do you see those Silver Restraint Locks surrounding me? Just chop them off with the Silver Dawn Sword,” Shan Meng said.

“Oh, I see them,” Zhu Minglang nodded, step by step moving closer to Shan Meng.

Shan Meng smiled, yet despite displaying the breadth of generosity and virtue of a Demon Lord, as Zhu Minglang moved closer to Shan Meng, he still felt a great deal of pressure, considering it did look quite ferocious, a typical Cannibal Monster whose descendants likely included all the present-day races of Cannibal Monsters!

Zhu Minglang located the first Silver Restraint Lock, performed a chopping motion, yet his eyes kept watch over the nearby flow of the Void.

As the Void storm blew again, it would be his perfect opportunity to escape. Lu Wu seemed afraid of accidents and didn’t dare come close to the Silver Dawn Door with him. Since Shan Meng was stuck on the Silver Dawn Door, when the next Void storm blew, he had to take the risk of being crushed by the storm to escape from here.