Chapter 242: No Need for Peace
Never in her life could Tieshan forget the scene of her weeping mother holding on to her father's leg, before having her head stomped into blood and gore debris by his massive hoof. The headless corpse was then dragged throughout the Celestial Farm, before turning into fertilizer for one random plot of land. So long as she faced a Bull Demon, how could Tieshan forget these?
'It's his fault. Even before achieving demonization, he could take a human form, yet insisted on maintaining that odious bull face. For his worthless mysterious beast pride, he positioned himself as a breathing reminder of your dead father. They're so alike, the frame, height, muscle, features—brothers in everything but blood. He's trying to harm you. You...are not wrong.' A soul-crippling voice echoed in Tieshan's mind, playing the strings of her wounded heart.
'Shut up! Time will tell where his heart truly stands, but until proven otherwise...I trust him.' Tieshan clapped at the demonic voice's owner. And in spite of all these distractions, the princess never lost focus of the task at end, staring defiantly at the heavens and the deluge of Tribulation Lightning.
In that instant, Tieshan's height shrank from 1.85 to 1.75 m. Her horns took a golden hue, her watermelon-sized breasts shrank to a compact size, with even her thighs and butts decreasing in proportions. But interestingly, as the cow demoness's assets grew smaller, her cultivation base and demonic powers experienced a significant boost.
It wasn't long before her appearance shifted again, this time turning into a 1.65-meters-tall horned demoness, with a curvaceous figure that contrasted with her narrow waist and tiny frame. This time, her powers and abilities rose to exponential levels.
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Three days passed in a flash, and Xinzi's festival went on, getting more debauched as time went by. By now, our monk had dual cultivated with 300 Green-Leaf girls, harvesting the Congenital Youth juice that composed their love fluids to enhance his Blood Energy, Yang Qi and the overall quality of his male pheromones.
Also, after winning the drinking contest with an irresistible swagger, Xinzi kept the girls in limbo, occasionally teasing a foursome where Dong Ling, Chun Xu and Yan Le would have to cooperate for another opportunity to defeat his invincible body.
"Who can understand my pains? Some of the most dangerous women are those that compete for a men's favor. I have to make sure that they build a strong sense of sisterhood, and for that, a foursome is inevitable," Xinzi explained to the curious Zi Feng, who poured him a cup of tea as he discussed formation issues with Tusha, soon to return to the Gorge of Thousand Stones.
At the moment, A'Zhi and A'Zhu led the Green-Hat Farmers, overseeing the management of Xinzi's new temple. Built purely from spirit stones, that temple was large enough to house 30,000 nuns. Millions went into the project, and rooms aside, Xinzi also set up Alchemy, Treasure Refinement, Talismant and Qi Gathering Halls, on top of various other cultivation necessities.
"Abbot, I understand that you don't want to purely rely on the White-Winged Demon Army, and plan to militarize the Liberation Temple with cutting edge war machines built from Diabolic Shards, but please don't forget that, until you can fully control your Pulse, you should maintain a steady supply of shards," Tusha said, occasionally, glancing at Zi Feng, whose cheeks flushed at the unspoken message.
"Master, in these past few days, your Soul Force has experienced tremendous growth. Why don't you use it and your formation knowledge to inscribe a set of Retribution Seals on your flesh?" Zi Feng tried to shift the topic.
"He can't. While after breaking through to Pulse Condensation, his Inverse Dao Seal count has been reduced to six, that's still six too many. As long as those seals remain, our abbot will face extreme difficulties whenever he tries to add runes to his flesh. Worse, his fleshly body and overall constitution have gotten way too strong. Even without the Inverse Dao Seals to play tricks, his current level of Soul Force isn't a match for his fleshly body.
In the business of inscribing seals, the tiniest mistake can result in catastrophic consequences. So right now, he can't." Tusha answered before Xinzi could, her eyes peered into Zi Feng, aware that she was just trying to shift the topic.
"Never mind all that. Tusha, do you believe that a fourth-layer offensive array can defeat an eleventh-layer defensive formation?" Xinzi asked, and his lips curled into a wolfish grin.
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As all this went on, in a mountain range occupied by the Myriad Beast Gang, Daji sat on top of a tall peak, flanked by Zhiji Jing and Xiao Hu.
"Sister Daji, you still have not discussed how you plan to establish equal and peaceful relations between Mysterious Beasts and the Eastern Spirit Empire."
"Peace? Who said we would start with peace? Before we mention peace, we first need to wage a bloody war, a war that shows the Eastern Spirit Empire that Mysterious Beasts united in their hatred of men, are not opponents they want to confront. Ximei, have you mastered the piece?" Daji said and shifted towards Xiao Hu.
"Naturally. I had it memorized and mastered from the moment you gave it to me."
"That's my girl, then let's start the show." With a smile, the fox girl stood up, her nine fluffy tails swaying as if animated by a will of their own. Her eyes peered into the distance, flashing with a blend of emotions.
"Equality without war is a simpleton's fantasy. The oppressed must rise in rebellion and show the oppressor that:
They have no use for pity.
No use for favors.
No use for mercy.
And no need for peace.
With their hands and feet, they can fight for their freedom. Fight for their rights and seize....absolutely all that they need to." When Daji's words reached this point, Zhiji Jing's eyes narrowed into a frown, her luscious lips tightening in apprehension.
"But are you not worried that widespread carnage will build too much enmity for a later peace and only reinforce the prejudice you're trying to eradicate?"
"Did the lack of widespread carnage and enmity prevent the birth of prejudice? Can the situation in the East get any worse than it is now? I am not worried, because I will control the narrative.
Fear and respect go hand-in-hand. Spirit, demon, divine, human, it doesn't matter; men cannot see equals in those that they can bully at will," Daji said and clasped her hands, bowing at the horizon.
"To all the innocent people that I'm about to wrong, my sincere apologies.
And to the lords and princes of the Eastern Spirit Empire, open you ears and listen...to the Wrath of the Myriad Beast Emperor."