Who let him join the Sword Sect?!-Chapter 674 - 362: Only Two Out of Three Demon Venerables Remain as Common Sense
The Marquis, looking like a dried-up old man, walks shakily, his breath restrained to the extreme. Anyone seeing him for the first time would never think that he is actually a Great Demon.
Standing in the middle of the podium, the Marquis squinted his eyes and scanned the crowd below, his gaze profound, hiding his true thoughts.
After pondering for a moment, the Marquis spoke.
"Now then, today I'll talk about a few things, first about the development of East Mushroom Valley, what can we say, it's just... "
The moment he started speaking, it was the old-style nonsensical literature.
Many of the elders from Crown Prince City in the venue were already accustomed to it. Those with earplugs wore earplugs, those chatting continued chatting, those cracking melon seeds continued cracking melon seeds, and those with some serious matters on their minds picked up the meeting minutes left by the ceremonial lady on the table in front of them.
The meeting minutes on the table succinctly and precisely distilled the Marquis's ramblings in advance.
According to what was noted above, the purpose of this meeting was to hope that everyone in Crown Prince City could leverage this Bone Shadow sighting incident to strengthen and expand the tourism projects on the eastern line and work together to steal business from Zhendong Trading Company. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
For this, the Marquis of Crown Prince City and his professional team have already discussed and came up with a set of plans...
Looking at the meeting minutes in hand, the young monk sighed, unsure if it was due to the warmth inside the room or the strange smell emanating from the body of his Ayasi Barbarian brother next to him. The young monk felt somewhat sleepy.
He encountered the Bone Shadow twice in the valley. During the first appearance, the Bone Shadow chased him around, causing him to flee in panic.
But the second time, it only took a glance, and the Bone Shadow quietly retreated.
The speed at which it retreated was astonishingly fast, so fast that none among the group of tourists including the Marquis and Brother Manzi had time to take out their small walnut cameras to snap a picture.
Both the young monk and Hand were people accomplishing big things; after the Bone Shadow retreated, ideally, they should have just giggled and parted ways with that group.
However, while chatting, they ended up being 'bound' to Crown Prince City by the energetic Brother Manzi and the Marquis.
It wasn't because Hand and the young monk exposed their identities.
Instead, the two of them became the cherished treasures of the Marquis and Brother Manzi, becoming the promotional core of this eastern tourism scheme.
Brother Manzi is named Xi, reportedly a significant figure from a certain tribe of the Western Barbarians, also an investor in this eastern tourism scheme. He was currently conducting on-site inspections in the valley with the Marquis.
Now, he plans to promote the young monk as the Snow Leopard Boy.
And invited Mr. Umbrella no Knife, the mysterious writer who penned "Taoist Path to Heaven" from the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion, to write a biography for the young monk, using the Bone Shadow adventure as a blueprint to write a book titled "Snow Leopard Adventure."
Xi seems to have noticed the young monk looking at him; he turned around, grinned with his big white teeth, and gave him a thumbs-up.
"Snow leopard! Cool! Don't worry, my friend~ As long as I'm here, you'll be a big name, never running out of money!"
The young monk awkwardly smiled at this Barbarian mogul, then turned away.
He wanted to escape, to leave this lousy place.
As an experienced runner, even the Buddhist Sect couldn't hold the young monk, let alone those young Demons.
The Buddhist Sect has an adage.
Some bald heads cannot be imprisoned.
Though the principles are principles, actual practice is actual practice. This time, the young monk still overturned the car, and the root of the problem wasn't the Barbarian mogul Xi, but it was the Marquis.
He couldn't see through this person.
Except for drawing his sword, this Marquis emitted no hint of an aura belonging to a powerful one.
The young monk had probed several times, but each time just at the idea of sneaking away, he'd encounter the Marquis like a romantic turn of fate.
It's as if the Marquis is always watching you.
'Shall I try running away once more?'
Just as the young monk was pondering how to leave, Hand's voice reached his ears through the Spell Seal.
"What's the matter? What's with the Demon Venerable?"
The tone was somewhat anxious, as though he had been pondering over this issue for a long time.
The young monk didn't understand, "Which Demon Venerable? What are you talking about?"
"I mean, on what basis is that person the Demon Venerable?" Hand said.
"Among the Demon Race, there's one Emperor and three Demon Venerables. The position of White Emperor is left vacant, led by successive Emperors of Dongqi.
"Below the White Emperor, there are only three Demon Venerables. Qiangliang Beam has long since disappeared; now, only two remain."
"Where did this Demon Venerable from Crown Prince City come from?"
The reason Hand had been yawning since just now was because he had been pondering over this matter all along.
The young monk cast a sidelong glance at him, "Why do you care about so many things? Do you think you're the Emperor? Moreover, even if you were the Emperor, you'd use your brain to govern, what does it have to do with your hand?"
Hand remained silent, simply yawning.
After speaking, the young monk stared at Hand, hoping he would reveal more secrets.
Things like only two Demon Venerables remain, Qiangliang Beam is gone, that kind of thing.
He really didn't know about these matters, hearing it for the first time.
After spending a few days together, he found Hand's condition somewhat odd: his understanding of many things remained in the era when he was still claiming to be Emperor, knowing little about contemporary matters.
Yet in terms of finding routes, excluding the time influenced by the Bone Shadow in the valley, he was terrifyingly competent.
It's as if he carried a detailed map of the Northern Territory in his mind.
Strange.
Facing the provocation from the young monk, Hand chose to ignore it, turning his head and continuing recollecting about the brilliant days when he claimed to be Emperor.
Feeling a bit sorry for him perhaps, the young monk disguised as a Dog Demon with the Hundred Elephant Divine Skill by Hand, gestured to a tea girl.
"Sister, young..." The young monk swallowed the word 'monk' and continued, "Young brother has a matter that's unclear, and I hope sister can enlighten me."
