Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

The Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Monsters, Beiming Island.

According to legend, this is the ancestral land of the Kunyu clan, and it is now also the clan’s home.

It was dusk, the sun was setting, and the island was covered with lush green pines and cypresses, steep mountains, and cascading waterfalls. It did not look like a place where monsters live, but rather like a paradise on earth.

To the northwest of Beiming Island is a mountain range that stretches for more than a hundred miles. There are pavilions and towers everywhere, nestling against the mountains and beside the water, with different heights and an ancient and majestic atmosphere.

A large courtyard was built on the outer peak of one of the mountains.

"Brother Kun, why don't you enjoy yourself on Juyan Island, but instead return to Beiming Island and be bound by this..."

In a hall, two people sat opposite each other.

One of them was thin, wearing a yellow robe, with a pointed chin and monkey-like face, giving people a sense of shrewdness.

He glanced around, shook his head slightly, and a look of confusion appeared on his face.

boom!
Opposite him was a burly man, at least seven feet tall, sitting there with a strong stance.

The big man slammed the large bowl in his hand onto the table. The square table made of spiritual wood shook violently and made a creaking sound.

This hall is much larger than those built by humans, but the strong man still looks quite cramped sitting in it.

He sighed and said, "Brother Yuan, you don't know that after the Golden Feathered Eagle Clan was wiped out by the Tianji Sect, the clan leader ordered that half of the demon kings in the clan be stationed on Beiming Island, and they would be replaced every thirty years."

"I was one of the first group, so I had no choice but to abandon Juyan Island and return to Beiming Island to garrison. Fortunately, I can go back in another five or six years..."

The yellow-robed man laughed and said, "Kunyang Monster King is a little too cautious. The Golden-winged Eagle clan is just one of the three royal clans. How can it be compared with the Kunyu clan?"

"The Tianji Sect must have used some despicable means to wipe out the Golden Feathered Eagle Clan. It is wishful thinking to want to deal with the nobles."

The burly man slapped his thigh and said, "This is what I thought, but the clan leader has given the order, who dares not obey?"

He filled the bowl with spirit wine, drank it all in one gulp, stared at the man in the yellow robe, and said in a low voice: "On this Beiming Island, this king has nothing to do but practice, there is no fun at all."

"I've endured it for more than 20 years, but I can't stand it anymore."

"I invited Brother Yuan here this time because I heard that the female cultivators under Brother Yuan's command are as beautiful as flowers and are famous in the Sea of ​​Thousand Monsters."

"As long as Brother Yuan is willing to sell me a few female slaves, the price will not be a problem."

The yellow-robed man hesitated for a moment and said, "I heard that after the Golden-Winged Eagle Clan was destroyed, the nobles and the Flood Dragon Clan no longer allowed human slaves to enter the clan's territory."

"When the Kunsong Monster King left Yuan's Yaoguang Island, his life lamp went out, and his body has not been found to this day. Yuan was severely reprimanded by the old clan leader."

"This time, Yuan accepted Brother Kun's invitation and came to Beiming Island privately, which has violated the clan rules of the Kunyu clan."

“If I sell another human slave to Brother Kun and the matter is exposed, Brother Kun will be fine, but the old patriarch will definitely not forgive me…”

The big man waved his hand and said, "Brother Yuan, don't try to fool me with these words. What rules are there? All the monster kings in the Ten Thousand Monsters Sea have raised a bunch of human slaves."

"If you don't want human slaves to serve you, are you going to let those beasts who haven't transformed themselves serve you?"

"It has only been a few years since the clan leader issued this rule, and he has turned a blind eye to it."

"Otherwise, where did these human slaves in my cave come from?"

He raised his hand and pointed to the door. Two young women were standing on both sides of the hall. They were pretty and respectful, but their eyes were a little dull and they looked like puppets.

The big man curled his lips and said, "It's a pity that the human slaves on Beiming Island have been multiplying for several generations or even dozens of generations."

"You don't know anything, you can't even yell, you're too boring, otherwise why would I invite Brother Yuan here?"

"Brother Yuan, don't worry. Hurry up and invite the beauty out. We can't waste this wonderful night."

The man in the yellow robe was still a little hesitant, and the big man was a little impatient: "Brother Yuan, do you still want to raise the price?"

"Don't you think I can't see that the ape following you is a magic talisman?"

The yellow-robed man chuckled and said, "Since Brother Kun has figured it out, I will speak frankly. I bought this slave girl from a demon sect that practices the art of love."

"He has the cultivation level of the initial stage of Jindan. His appearance, figure, temperament, and kung fu are all top-notch."

"I have taken the Body Tempering Spirit Pill, so I can let Brother Kun do whatever he wants."

"The most precious thing is that she is still a virgin..."

The big man put down the bowl with a snap, his eyes gleaming, and said urgently: "Brother Yuan, please invite the beauty out quickly, the price can be negotiated, I will never let Brother Yuan suffer a loss!"

The man in the yellow robe smiled and said, "Yuan will be back soon. Please wait for a moment, Brother Kun."

The big man showed a look of joy, raised his hand and pointed at a young woman outside the door, and shouted: "Take Brother Yuan back to the guest house!"

The woman bowed and said nothing, leading the man in yellow robe out of the hall.

The big man shook his head, a look of disgust on his face, filled a bowl with spirit wine, and drank it all in one gulp.

But in just a short while, the big man drank three bowls of spirit wine, and suddenly slammed the bowl on the table, cursing: "What the hell, it's going to fade away!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in the yellow robe came in and said with a smile: "Yuan has a jar of Zuiyulu in his hand, but unfortunately I came in a hurry and didn't bring it with me."

"When Brother Kun returns to Juyan Island, I will visit him again and have a drink and talk about beauties with him."

The big man looked up and saw a black-haired monkey, half a head shorter than him, following the man in the yellow robe and jumping into the hall.

The man in yellow robe stopped, raised his hand and flicked the black-haired monkey. The monkey's body flashed with light and turned into a young girl.

The big man looked closely and saw that the girl had a pure face, but a very plump and well-proportioned figure. She was covered in a gauze, with almost no clothes inside, and the hills and valleys of her figure were faintly visible.

The big man opened his eyes wide, stood up suddenly, and came to the girl in two steps.

When the girl saw the big man, she seemed to be frightened by his sturdy body. She raised her hand to cover her cherry lips. Her beautiful eyes widened slightly, revealing a bit of panic, like a frightened white rabbit.

She lowered her head, avoiding the big man's gaze, bowed gracefully, and said softly: "I am Qinghong, the slave, and I pay my respects to the king."

As she saluted, she raised her arms, her silk gown swayed slightly, and a faint fragrance spread out, making people's blood boil.

The big man took a deep breath, raised his right hand, and hugged the girl in his arms.

The girl shouted: "Your Majesty..."

She put her hands on the big man's chest, her whole body was soft as boneless, and she fell completely on the big man.
The big man felt the softness and smoothness in his arms, and his desire became stronger. He raised his left hand and picked up the girl horizontally.

The girl's face became more and more panicked. She hugged the big man's neck with both hands, her face full of fear.

But in the eyes of the big man, the girl exuded a sense of shyness and exuded an indescribable temptation.

He lowered his head, took a deep sniff at the girl's hair, and laughed, "When we get back to Guyan Island, I'll treat Brother Yuan to a drink!" He held the girl in his arms and strode out the door.

The man in the yellow robe smiled slightly and sat down at the square table, but a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

But not long after the big man walked out of the hall, a loud noise suddenly came from a distance, exploding in the ears of the man in yellow robe.

Then came a cold shout: "Where is Kunyang? Come out and see me quickly!"

The man in yellow robe was startled, stood up suddenly and walked out of the hall quickly.

The big man in the yard also stopped, looked up at the sky, and the lewd smile on the corner of his mouth froze on his face.

He flew up into the sky in a flash of light. Seeing this, the man in the yellow robe hurriedly chased after him and shouted in a low voice, "Wait a minute, brother Kun, put the slave girl down first!"

The big man paused, looked down at the girl in his arms, a hint of reluctance on his face, and actually fell into hesitation.

The girl put her arms around his neck, looking even more flustered and shy, but her beautiful eyes were looking at the horizon, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

In the end, the big man was reluctant to let go of the girl in his arms, so he simply stopped and dispersed his spiritual sense.

The aura of the eighth-level demon king spread out with a bang, and within a radius of a hundred miles, except for the place on Beiming Island that was covered by spiritual restrictions, all the places were covered by the big man's spiritual sense.

On the west side of Beiming Island, outside the island protection formation, more than a dozen figures were seen standing in the air with tremendous momentum, and each of them was a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Two young monks were at the front, standing with their hands behind their backs, looking stern.

The young monk on the right was wearing a grey Taoist robe embroidered with hideous skulls of wronged souls, densely stacked together, but it did not look eerie at all.

This outfit has long been famous throughout the Ten Thousand Monsters Sea. No demon king has ever recognized it. It is none other than the leader of the Tianji Sect, the great monk Tianjizi!
The young monk on the left also looked familiar. The big man recognized him at a glance and said in a lost voice, "Chen Yuan!"

What shocked the big man even more was that the aura emanating from this person was actually comparable to that of Tianjizi.

Among the dozen or so Nascent Soul cultivators behind the two men, most of them were people the big man was familiar with, and among them were a few who had fought with him before. They were all elders of the Tianji Sect.

At this moment, several rays of light rose from the mountains, facing the dozen or so Nascent Soul cultivators from afar across the island protection formation.

The escaping light faded away, revealing several figures, all of whom were of burly build. At first glance, one could tell they were the Kun Fish Demon King.

The big man finally came to his senses, blinked, and regained his clarity of mind.

He immediately handed the girl in his arms to the yellow-robed man beside him and said, "Brother Yuan, please help me take care of the beauty. I will be back soon."

The man in yellow robe took the girl and was about to turn around and leave.

The man in the yellow robe said hastily, "Yuan is willing to go with Brother Kun."

The big man paused and said in a deep voice: "The Tianji Sect is attacking. At this critical moment, Brother Yuan must not leave my cave. Otherwise, it will cause misunderstanding and I will not be able to protect you."

The yellow-robed man's expression changed: "Brother Kun, please understand, this Tianji Sect was not brought here by Yuan..."

The big man said in a deep voice: "Of course I know that Brother Yuan has nothing to do with Tianji Sect, but others may not know."

"Brother Yuan, please be patient. Once the situation is clear, I will explain it to the clan leader first."

Before the man in yellow robe could say something, the big man had already flown into the sky and flew towards the Kunyu Demon Kings.

The yellow-robed man's expression changed immediately, no longer showing any shrewdness. He dropped his escape light and respectfully put the girl down.

The panic and shyness on the girl's face had disappeared without a trace.

She looked at Chen Yuan outside the island protection formation, her beautiful eyes full of surprise, and murmured: "Fellow Daoist Chen, when did you break through the bottleneck of the late stage?"

……

In the sky, a group of Kun Fish Demon Kings looked at the dozen or so Nascent Soul cultivators outside the island protection formation with surprised and doubtful eyes.

At this moment, a beam of light flew out from the mountains and suddenly stopped, revealing the figure of the big man.

The leader turned around and glanced at the big man, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

This man wore a black turban on his head, with his long hair tied up, and his clothes were extremely simple, a style that was popular in the world of immortal cultivation thousands of years ago. He was the patriarch of the Kunyu clan, the tenth-level demon king Kunyang.

The big man was startled and quickly clasped his fists and bowed: "I was just practicing, so I was a step late. I hope the clan leader will forgive me."

Kunyang said calmly: "When an external enemy attacks, we must not be careless or slack off. This will not happen again."

The big man felt relieved and came over to the crowd.

At this time, no more escaping light flew out from the mountains, and there were five Kun fish demon kings in the sky.

Outside the island protection formation, thirteen Nascent Soul cultivators stood in the air, emitting their Nascent Soul pressure without any concealment.

In the heaven and earth, the wind and clouds changed color, and the waves surged, hitting the protective formation of Beiming Island, making loud noises.

Kunyang's eyes swept across the group of Nascent Soul cultivators, paused on Chen Yuan, and finally fell on Tianjizi.

He said calmly: "Daoyou Tianji has come all the way here with a large army, but are you going to start a war with my Kunyu clan?"

Tianjizi smiled slightly: "Yes, the human race and the demon race have been fighting for tens of thousands of years, forging a blood feud and countless grievances. It's time to put an end to it."

A Kunyu demon king shouted, "With your Tianji Sect, you think you can deal with my Kunyu clan? Dream on!"

Tianjizi smiled and said, "We will know whether we can do it or not after we try. Before the Golden-Winged Eagle Clan was destroyed, I didn't think our sect could do anything to them. But now, how many Golden-Winged Eagles are left in the Ten Thousand Monsters Sea?"

Kunyang said calmly: "The Golden-Winged Eagle only managed to be among the three great royal families because of its large number of people. How can it be compared with my Kunyu clan?"

"The Tianji Sect relied on its reputation of annihilating the Golden Feathered Eagle Clan to suppress the Zhenhai Sect with great difficulty."

"It's less than thirty years now, and you're about to attack my Kunyu clan."

"You are so eager for quick success, aren't you afraid of repeating the mistakes of the Wentian Sect and being bullied by the Zhenhai Sect again?"

Tianji Sect said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Kunyang is right. I am worried that our sect is no match for the nobles, so I invited Fellow Daoist Chen and other fellow Daoists to help."

Kunyang looked at Chen Yuan: "Are you Chen Yuan?"

Chen Yuan clasped his fists and bowed: "I have long heard of your great name, Daoist Fellow Kunyang. I am honored to meet you."

Kunyang narrowed his eyes and said, "Your Excellency has a good method. My Kunyu clan has few members, but you have killed Kunfeng, Kuntong, and Kunhai one after another."

"Two of my juniors, who I had high hopes for, both died at your hands."

"I wonder how my Kunyu clan has offended you to the point that you are targeting me like this?"

Chen Yuan smiled slightly: "Daoyou is wrong, Kunsong also died in Chen's hands." (End of this chapter)