Cultivation: Starting from a Fighting Cock

Chapter 117 Arrogant at first and respectful at the end

"Kun Kun, you look so troubled. How have you been feeling lately?"

After discussing the blood transfusion medicine with Zhao Yan, Ji Cheng had nothing to do. Seeing Zhao Kun standing in the courtyard looking at the night sky, he couldn't help but come over to chat with him.

"Ahem, I'm fine."

Zhao Kun coughed twice, then looked away.

He was annoyed by Tu Ergou, who had no sense of boundaries and always liked to call him Kunkun. What, do you think we're that close?
This nickname inexplicably made him feel somewhat disgusted, as he always felt that this kid was sly and mischievous, with a hint of mockery.

However, as Tu Ergou's position in the Zhao family became more and more secure, even if he was unhappy, he couldn't show it. Losing his temper would not fit Zhao Kun's persona and would arouse suspicion.

"Oh, Kun Kun, if you have something on your mind, why not tell us and we'll give you some advice? Look at you, it's the New Year, and you haven't even smiled once. What's bothering you?"

Ji Cheng stepped forward and put his arm around Zhao Kun's shoulder, acting as if they were all good brothers.

Seeing that the two had such a good relationship, Master Zhao was very happy and told Zhao Kun to spend more time with Er Gou. He felt that Zhao Kun had become much more silent since he returned from his disappearance, and he didn't like to talk to people, always locking himself in his room.

Zhao Kun's lips twitched, and he forced a smile: "I'm really fine. I'm just feeling that so much has happened this year. I hope that in the new year, our Zhao family will have smooth sailing."

In fact, he certainly had something on his mind, concerning his identity and the Nascent Soul Immortal Treasury.

The fact that Zhao Yang was not killed in Mangshan has become the biggest hidden danger. If Zhao Yang were to spread the news, cultivators from all over the world would flock here and turn Wuzhen upside down.

Judging from the current situation, apart from Zhao Yang, Yan Lu, the city lord of Zishui City, should also know that the Nascent Soul Immortal Treasure has been set up in the Zhao family in Wuzhen.

Clearly, both of them wanted to get their hands on the Nascent Soul Immortal Treasury, which is why they didn't spread the news.

This was also an opportunity for Zhao Kun. He needed to eliminate Yan Lu and Zhao Yang while the secret was still circulating between them before he could feel at ease.

But how to kill him is the question.

If they were to ask that great demon from Monkey Mountain to take action, he could certainly annihilate the two of them, leaving not even ashes or souls. However, such a move would inevitably arouse suspicion, especially since the city lord Yan Lu would be the one to investigate the cause of his death if he were to die.

Once the existence of that great demon on Monkey Mountain is revealed, countless eyes will be drawn to Wuzhen, and people will inevitably suspect that the Nascent Soul Immortal Treasury is hidden in Wuzhen.

This matter must be handled with utmost care; otherwise, it will appear as if we are trying to cover up our wrongdoing.

Fortunately, Zhao Kun also has a major advantage.

That is, he used a wisp of remnant soul to enter Zhao Kun's body, which is seriously misleading and would make people think that Zhao Kun is the reincarnation of the Nascent Soul Ancestor Zhao Chen.

If news of the Immortal's Lair truly spreads, his remnant soul can draw fire for his second incarnation, thus achieving the effect of feigning one move while secretly making another.

His arrangements in Wuzhen were truly top-notch, taking into account countless scenarios to ensure everything went perfectly.

Right now, it's Zhao Yang who's giving him a bit of a headache.

In the courtyard, everyone who heard Zhao Kun say this understood his feelings. He was kidnapped on his wedding day, and when he finally managed to escape, his bride had already left and joined a sect of immortals. This was indeed a great blow to Zhao Kun.

However, only Ji Cheng knew that the kid was faking it, but he couldn't expose him.

Ji Cheng wasn't in a hurry; he would come back later under a different identity.

As night fell, the sound of firecrackers gradually subsided.

In the freezing cold, those with wives sleep cuddling with them, while those without wives curl up in a ball, tightly wrapped in their blankets.

Those with slightly better living conditions would also place a stove in the room for warmth.

Those who practice martial arts are not afraid of the cold. Their internal energy and blood are vigorous, as if there is a vibrant furnace burning continuously, making them immune to dampness and cold.

Cui Sheng and Master Zhao drank quite a bit of wine, and soon after returning home, they fell asleep.

Ji Cheng transformed into his demon form and quickly surveyed the skies above Wuzhen. After confirming that there was nothing amiss, he landed on the old persimmon tree in the backyard of the Zhao residence.

Big Yellow was very excited. It stood up, took off the collar around its neck, and prepared to go out and play with Brother Chicken.

Ji Cheng's gaze was fixed on Zhao Kun's room. Zhao Kun sensed this, pushed open the door, and stood with his hands behind his back, facing Ji Cheng.

Seeing this, Da Huang was at a loss for what to do and wondered whether he should put the collar back on.

With a wave of his hand, Zhao Kun casually cast a spell to separate the Zhao family members' rooms, ensuring they couldn't hear the sounds coming from the courtyard.

Zhao Kun asked, "You seem to have something to say to me?"

"Fellow Daoist, Happy New Year," Ji Cheng said with a smile.

And so the man and the chicken began their conversation.

"Hehe, same to you. Please speak your mind."

"Were you also at Python Mountain that day, fellow Daoist?"

Although Ji Cheng did not see Zhao Kun that day, he guessed that Zhao Kun had no reason to be absent from this grand event.

"What does that mean?" Zhao Kun frowned slightly.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask if you need to cooperate with someone?"

"are you human?"

"Haha, then let's cooperate with the demons. Why bother with the wording, fellow Daoist?"

Ji Cheng wasn't annoyed. His purpose was simple: he just wanted to see if he could get a taste of the soup.

Being at the center of the storm in Wuzhen, he at least needed to know what exactly was being plotted here.

"You are not qualified yet."

Zhao Kun stood with his hands behind his back, casually refusing, clearly not taking this chicken demon seriously. "You're only at the fifth level of Qi Refining, what are you pretending for?" Ji Cheng laughed.

Why does this kid look down on demons so much?

No matter how powerful you were before, now that you've been reborn through possession, it's like a tiger fallen into the plains being bullied by dogs, and they've even put you on a show of power.
Big Yellow also started laughing, but seeing Zhao Kun's slightly cold expression, it quickly tried to suppress its laughter.

"You're just a little demon, yet you're so arrogant. You might not even know how you died."

Zhao Kun's tone was slightly somber, carrying a serious warning connotation.

"Okay, hey, I figured I'd have nothing better to do. Tomorrow I'll fly around everywhere, shouting 'Zhao Kun has been possessed! Zhao Kun has been possessed!' Let's see if you're really that awesome?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Kun's expression froze instantly. This chicken demon was already determined to die, but unfortunately, he couldn't do anything about it for the time being.

Zhao Kun's expression changed quickly. He forced a smile and his tone became much warmer as he said, "It was just a joke, Brother Chicken, why take it so seriously?"

Big Yellow was dumbfounded. Good heavens, so he's calling himself Brother Chicken now?

"Haha, fellow Daoist, you are all talk and no action, how can you not be a laughing stock?" Ji Cheng sneered.

"Brother Chicken, you misunderstand. What I said just now was not because I thought your strength was too low. It was because the enemy I was facing was too powerful, and I couldn't bear to see you lose your life in vain."

Zhao Kun explained that he was trying his best to calm the chicken demon down, hoping it wouldn't go berserk.

Ji Cheng found it amusing, but there's an old Chinese saying: "A wise man knows when to yield." Zhao Kun's ability to be flexible and adaptable shows that he's no ordinary person.

His attitude now is more in line with the rules. Regardless of whether there's a chance to cooperate, if you act superior and look down on me, I'll deal with you as soon as possible.

Zhao Kun was completely under Ji Cheng's control. To show goodwill, he revealed some information, saying, "Brother Chicken, the blind Taoist from Python Mountain that day did not really die. That crow was his true form. You need to be more careful when you encounter that crow in the future. That crow should have the strength of a third-tier demon beast."

This news startled Ji Cheng. He said, "Thank you for informing me, fellow Daoist. In the future, when I appear near the Zhao residence, I hope you will pretend you didn't see me. Let's keep to ourselves and not interfere with each other."

"Of course, that's exactly what I was thinking too. I hope Brother Chicken will keep this secret for me."

"Alright, alright, then farewell."

Ji Cheng flapped his wings and left the Zhao residence. Da Huang glanced at Zhao Kun, then crawled out of the dog hole and quickly followed.

Watching the two demonic beasts disappear into the distance, Zhao Kun's expression twitched, and he felt a headache coming on.

The thought that he, a dignified Nascent Soul True Lord, had to feign compliance with a chicken demon was the greatest humiliation of his life.

Fortunately, the chicken demon only knew that he had possessed someone else's body, and did not know his true identity, so the threat level was much lower than that of Yan Lu and Zhao Yang.

"Wow wow wow wow!"

After leaving the Zhao residence, the chicken and the dog arrived at the riverbank. The big yellow dog barked excitedly at Ji Cheng. It never expected that its brother could even handle the person who had possessed Zhao Kun. It admired Ji Cheng wholeheartedly.

Ji Cheng smiled. Actually, this was thanks to his ability to speak.

Being able to speak human language is a significant advantage over demonic beasts that cannot. If he were to spread the word that Zhao Kun had been possessed, the person who possessed Zhao Kun would surely be unable to bear it.

Not long after, Ah Niu and Xiao Hua came out and met Ji Cheng.

Several demonic beasts prepared some fine wine and meat and came to Python Mountain to meet up with the python demon.

After the battle for the spirit fruit ended, the python mountain became the python demon's territory again, and the demons gathered and played around, enjoying themselves immensely.

"Come on, brothers, today is the eve of the Lunar New Year for the human race, the most lively day of the year. We can't let it be too quiet."

Ji Cheng led several demonic beasts to eat and drink, celebrating the occasion.

The python demon used its tail to write a few words on the ground and asked Ji Cheng, "What is New Year's Eve?"

It only knew that humans celebrated many festivals every year, and it had experienced them when it was young with its teacher, but it had never learned about the festival culture of humans.

Xiaohua was also very curious and wanted to hear Brother Chicken explain.

Big Yellow barked loudly, indicating that New Year's Eve was a day for gnawing on bones, and that he could eat very well at this time of year.

Ji Cheng patted Big Yellow's head and told it to stop. Then, he introduced the various festival customs of the human race to the demons.

The monsters listened attentively, like students.

It's a pity the Azure Flame Rabbit isn't here today, which means we've missed out on a lot of fun.

That night, Ji Cheng taught several demon beasts many human cultural customs, which was quite unforgettable for them.

The python demon, in particular, longed to one day transform into a human. It said that if it ever had the chance to transform into a human, it would put up couplets, wrap zongzi (sticky rice dumplings), and set off fireworks and firecrackers...

Looking at the words written by the python demon, Ji Cheng was somewhat moved. He never expected that the python demon's wish would be so ordinary and so simple.

He joked, "Old Bai, you might even be able to marry a human woman and reenact the Legend of the White Snake in reverse."

The python demon stared at Ji Cheng with its vertical pupils, as if asking him, "Is it really possible?"

……

a few days later.

At the Cui family, Ji Cheng's demonic body was finally fully healed, and his demonic power was at its peak.

He took out the Blood-Striped Snake-Eye Fruit, already wearing the "Copycat Chicken" title; this was an important moment.

(End of this chapter)