Sorry, I'm a cultivator.

That's really weird!

Some demons mustered up the courage to ask, but the King of Beasts brushed them off.

Until today.

Upon waking up, the Beast King was invigorated to find a Cup of Heaven on his bedside table. He never expected such a good thing to happen to him!

He hurriedly turned around to grab the Cup of Heaven, but accidentally flipped over a mini mecha with his tail. His expression changed, and he immediately turned around and picked up the mecha in his hands.

"Thank goodness, thank goodness, my Tiger King is alright."

Relieved, Qingtian carefully placed the Tiger King back in its original position before casually holding the Cup of Heaven in his hand.

"This is the first time I've seen this thing here. Does that mean I'm destined for this round of the Heaven's Cup?"

Qingtian stroked his chin, and an excited light gradually appeared in his eyes: "If that's the case, wouldn't I be able to create 'My World', and even make a Dragon Gate appear in this world, so that I can truly transform into a real dragon?"

That way, I don't have to worry about how to get back, since this place is so wonderful..."

Imagining a wonderful future world, Qingtian chuckled twice: "Awesome!"

The next second, he began to pour his demonic energy into the Cup of Heaven, and stood up with a solemn expression: "Cup of Heaven, which hides the power to grant wishes, show me your true power!"

"Now, in the name of your master, the Beast King Qingtian, I command you—reveal the location of the Yin Cup!"

After saying that, he threw the Cup of Heaven into the air.

Qingtian watched expectantly as the blurry image slowly appeared, and then—

The scene abruptly ends!

Instead, an exceptionally powerful force erupted.

Qingtian's expression changed in an instant. He felt as if a pair of eyes containing the heavens and the stars were sweeping over him, exuding an extremely powerful sense of oppression!

The Heaven's Cup fell to the ground.

Qingtian's body was tense.

He understood that the location of the Heaven's Cup was now completely exposed to the other party's view.

"..."

Recalling the oppressive aura that had just made him furious, Qingtian felt his mouth go dry.

Who the hell is that?

He had seen many strong individuals of the same level in the world, but even the patriarch of the Skywing Clan, Chen, who was known as the strongest and invincible in the world, did not have such a terrifying gaze.

Could it be that his skills have improved over the years?

Qingtian stared blankly at the Cup of Heaven on the ground, suddenly realizing that this was a hot potato.

I thought I was destined for greatness, but I never expected that I would fail to achieve my goal.

"You want me to be the one who benefits you?"

Qingtian snorted twice, picked up the Heavenly Cup and walked out: "Don't even think about taking it unless you give me a huge reward."

Between the thrones, a mighty horse and a golden sword stood tall, and a booming voice resounded in the ears of every demon saint.

"The Demon Saints are gathering!"

shhhhh--

Terrifying demonic energy surged into the sky, accompanied by its own unique roar, and instantly appeared before Qingtian.

Nearly a hundred demon saints knelt on one knee: "Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Their eyes revealed a heartfelt submission.

Qingtian waved his hand and shouted, "Who are we?!"

"Demon race!"

Nearly a hundred demon saints shouted out skillfully, their expressions remaining unchanged.

As the chief steward knelt at the front, a thought flashed through the mind of the Demon Saint Fu Hai: the Beast King was becoming increasingly influenced by those guys, the two-horned apes, who had died in battle; he wondered how they had become so infatuated…

They clearly wanted to go home...

What do we yearn for?!

"strength!"

"With the Heavenly Cup in hand, and the Skywing Clan eyeing us covetously, who should we kill?!"

"Heaven!"

"A powerful enemy is approaching, how can we fight them?!"

"A group fight!"

"So we are?!"

"Just do it!"

Nearly a hundred demon saints looked up in unison, finally understanding why the Beast King had summoned them.

Go to war!

War is about to break out against the approaching Skywing Clan!

The Beast King, seated on his throne, was extremely pleased with their reaction: "All things are strong, and none can rival us in any challenge... We..."

His voice suddenly stopped, and as he looked up abruptly, a tall figure appeared in the sky, staring blankly ahead.

Behind him, nearly a hundred demon saints lined up according to their rank, staring intently in the direction the Beast King was looking.

Even though they saw nothing, the Beast King must have his reasons for seeing things this way.

"Now that we're here, why hide?" The Beast King stood with his hands behind his back: "The Cup of Heaven is earned through strength!"

As he finished speaking, Li Xingzhou, with his youthful face, stepped out from the void, his gaze sweeping calmly over all the demon saints present.

The demon race has a long development cycle, so it is impossible for so many demon saints to be born in just a hundred years. It is obvious that they all came here during the great cataclysm.

I don't know where they came from.

At least among the group of demon saints I see right now, not one of them is a familiar face.

Li Xingzhou's gaze was fixed on the face of the Beast King Qingtian. He had already heard Tong Yan tell him about the Beast King's deeds on the way here.

Of course, he wasn't interested in the past events; what he was interested in was the fact that the Beast King had been living in seclusion for the past fifteen years...

The experiences of a homebody.

Although the demon realm is not connected to the internet, Tong Yan has a clear understanding of the background records of the Beast King's registered account and his anime watching.

Li Xingzhou glanced at the tail behind him; this dragon's favorite genre was action-packed anime with strong bonds.

Judging from what Tong Yan said, it seems that he was influenced by those guys from the dead anime.

However, despite being a homebody, this guy is better than the previous Beast King in terms of policy. For example, he overturned the old Beast King's policy of using humans as food, which is relatively friendly to humans.

Li Xingzhou's gaze refocused on Qingtian's face, and he raised an eyebrow slightly: "We haven't even started fighting yet, why are you sweating?"

Qingtian didn't speak, only feeling a chill run through his body—

The moment I saw Li Xingzhou's face.

The fact that the visitor wasn't a winged, bird-like Skywing Clan member made him relax a little, but why was it him?

Qingtian swallowed hard, and Li Xingzhou appeared in front of him in an instant.

The beast's transformed form was also extremely tall, so Li Xingzhou stood at a higher position than Qingtian and looked down at him: "You... know me?"

Qingtian instinctively took a step back: "N-I don't know him!"

Li Xingzhou laughed: "You're lying to me?"

His gaze fell upon another demon saint behind Qingtian, Fu Hai.

Even a Purple Sun Whale, whose strength reaches the level of a Demon Saint, can live away from the sea, but at this moment its face is a bluish-purple color, as if it is struggling to breathe.

What are you nervous about?

Li Xingzhou looked at Qingtian again: "Fine, if we don't know each other, we don't know each other. Here's the Cup of Heaven!"

Qingtian took a deep breath. With so many demon saints watching, how could he possibly hand over the Heavenly Cup so easily?

Have some self-respect!

But if I fight, I'll die...

and many more!

Has Li Xingzhou's spiritual power... not recovered yet?

After all, when he first arrived, his demonic energy was somewhat restricted, so Li Xingzhou could only utilize his primordial qi at this moment, meaning that he...

Pooh!

We still can't beat them!

Qingtian took a deep breath: "Since we came here for the Heaven's Cup, it wouldn't be right to give it to you so easily."

"How do we fight?" Li Xingzhou looked at Qingtian with interest. "Should we just attack directly?"

"No." Qingtian grinned: "The Cup of Heaven is a divine artifact, destined by fate, so forcibly taking it by force does not conform to its meaning."

So… rock-paper-scissors, if you win, it proves you're indeed luckier than me, and the Heaven's Cup is yours.”

"But if you lose, you will never be allowed to set foot in the demon realm again, how about that?"

Hearing his voice, Li Xingzhou smiled noncommittally: "If you lose, you'll have to hand over the Heavenly Cup. That's not a big price to pay."

What do you want?

"Let's talk after you lose." Li Xingzhou looked at Qingtian with amusement: "Alright, we'll do it your way."

Qingtian was secretly delighted; it was good that he had agreed!

"it is good!"

Qingtian hid his hands behind his back: "I'll count to three, two, one, then we'll attack together!"

"Three, two, one!"