Chapter 13 The Value of Monsters
Seeing the tiger demon retreating, Lang Wentian waved his hand and asked Xu Zhenfeng to go with the tiger demon to take the confession.
After the two new demons left, Shi Tong finally put down his airs as a great demon, leaned on the stone chair, looked at Lang Wentian and said, "In two days we will be leaving for the royal city to report on our duties. I will be the only one going back this time. You have to be careful. The Great Yue Kingdom may send someone to ask about what happened tonight. You have to suppress your bad temper and don't cause disputes between the human and demon races. Just make things clear."
Lang Wentian still had that unruly look on his face. He waved his hand nonchalantly, "Don't worry, nothing will happen. Do humans really dare to attack the Monster Mountain? If it weren't for the monsters to suppress us..."
"Just shut up. You're going to be ruined by your mouth sooner or later."
Shi Tong was so angry that he stood up from the stone chair, pointed at Lang Wentian and cursed him, then walked away angrily.
Seeing Shi Tong leaving with his personal soldiers, Lang Wentian also shook his head and sighed, "How could our dignified demon race have become what it is today? Back then, when our demon race dominated the world, how could we be afraid of being punished by the human race?"
After he finished speaking, he said to the personal soldier beside him: "Go get some wine, and then go check on the little wolf demon. If he has finished recording his confession, let him come up."
The personal guards responded respectfully and left. Lang Wentian sat on the stone chair, looking up at the roof. His pair of eyes, which were full of hostility, were somewhat scattershot. No one knew what he was thinking about.
Xu Zhenfeng and the tiger demon followed a group of demon soldiers down the city wall and came to a stone house. After waiting for a while, several demon soldiers came in with pens, ink, paper and inkstone and asked about their experiences in the Peak Forest.
The two demons tacitly avoided talking about the events that led to their conflict, and only focused on how Hu San dug a tunnel and tried to devour Xu Zhenfeng, as well as the chase in the forest.
After finishing his confession and just walking out of the stone house, Xu Zhenfeng's personal soldiers came over and took him to the city wall again.
The tiger demon followed the other two demon soldiers and stayed under the city wall, looking for a place for her to stay temporarily.
She looked at Xu Zhenfeng's back as he walked away with the wolf clan's personal soldiers, a trace of solemnity in her eyes.
When Xu Zhenfeng returned to the stone house in the council hall on the city wall, he saw Lang Wentian already sitting at the big stone table, holding a wine jug and pouring wine into his mouth. On the stone table was a roasted monster, which, upon closer inspection, looked like a wolf.
Seeing Xu Zhenfeng staring at the monster meat in disbelief, Lang Wentian smiled and said, "If you can't become a monster, then you are a beast. Monsters are also beasts, and so are half-monsters. Speaking of which, the boss of the Xiong family sent you out of the Monster Mountain for your own good.
After all, the demonic aura of a half-demon is much stronger than that of a demon beast, and that is a very nutritious meat for us demons.
You revealed your half-demon identity on the Demon Mountain. If you want to fully transform on the Demon Mountain, I'm afraid you don't have any chance at all.
If you leave the Monster Mountain and transform in the human territory, you still have a chance to escape. In the Monster Mountain, there are swift and powerful monsters everywhere, and they are used to tracking traces. You may become food for other monsters before you can transform. "
Xu Zhenfeng nodded, and gained a new understanding of the harsh and intense living environment of this demon mountain.
He knew that Lang Wentian admired him and wanted to cultivate him, so he pointed at the monster meat on the stone table and asked, "This is already a monster. It's only halfway to transformation. Why don't you give it a chance? Maybe it can cultivate to successfully transform and add more strength to our monster race."
Lang Wentian shook his head. "All the monsters that can transform will be sent to the royal city for training. They will take some medicine to increase their chances of transforming. These can only become monsters. There is no chance of transforming. Otherwise, they can only be used as hunting dogs for humans, or they can be controlled and ridden. Otherwise, they can only be used as food. There is no other way. Monster Mountain does not raise useless things."
After that, he pointed at the monster meat that had been roasted to a crispy outside and tender inside and said, "Like this, it can neither be an excellent hunting hound nor a harnessed mount. Its value in Monster Mountain is to be used as food."
Xu Zhenfeng's face looked a little stern, thinking about how he had revealed himself as a half-demon in the Demon Mountain.
That Big Bear actually resisted the urge to eat him and even asked Hu San to escort him out of the Monster Mountain. For a strange monster, this was truly a huge act of friendship.
Although Hu Santa was a little unreliable, he still tracked him down and wanted to devour him despite Xiong Da's repeated warnings.
"Sit down, can you drink? Have a few drinks with me."
Drink? Can you drink?
Xu Zhenfeng couldn't help laughing. His nickname in his previous life was "Always Drinking". In order to accompany his leaders and clients well, he once drank three kilograms of white wine by himself.
After drinking, he can still send the leaders and customers back to the hotel to rest without changing his expression. He can also arrange the next leisure activities for the leaders and customers clearly.
He sat on the stone chair next to Lang Wentian, took the jug of wine he handed over, and imitated Lang Wentian, not using a cup, but taking a big sip directly from the spout of the jug.
But after taking this sip, he managed to hold it back with great difficulty and almost sprayed it on Lang Wentian's face.
After a lot of effort, he swallowed what could only be called a mixture of vinegar and wine. Xu Zhenfeng's face turned red and white, and he couldn't drink any more of the wine jug in his hand.
Lang Wentian looked at his strange expression and frowned, "Why? Is this wine not tasty? This is the tribute wine from the Royal City given to me by His Majesty the Demon King. Most demons have never seen it, let alone tasted it."
Xu Zhenfeng smiled bitterly, "Senior, is this wine considered the best wine on Monster Mountain?"
"of course."
Lang Wentian continued with a proud look on his face, "This is called Lan Yue Zui, and it is a tribute wine specially provided to the Demon King's palace. Every year I only get one thousand kilograms of it as a reward from the Demon King, and after I drink it, I have to wait until next year for more."
Xu Zhenfeng shook his head and asked again: "Are we the demons or the humans who brew wine?"
"Of course it's the demon race. How could the human race make wine for us demons?"
"No wonder, Senior, this wine is no longer wine, it's almost vinegar. It should be brewed from the fruits on the Monster Mountain, right?"
Lang Wentian looked at Xu Zhenfeng with hesitation, "The demon tribe can't grow crops, so naturally they can only use fruits to make wine. The human race's wine is made from grains, and I've drunk it before, but it's not much better than this. I'm used to drinking our demon mountain wine, so I still think my own wine tastes better."
Xu Zhenfeng didn't know what the wine of the human race in this world tasted like, but he couldn't drink the wine of the demon race in his hand anyway.
He also didn't dare to eat the huge roasted monster on the table, even though he had not yet completely identified himself as a member of the monster clan.
But he still felt a little uncomfortable. If it was just an ordinary wolf, it would be fine, but this was a demon wolf, only half a step away from himself, a wolf demon.
In his mind, such a monster can be driven and used as a mount, but he still finds it difficult to accept the idea of using it as food.
Lang Wentian saw what Xu Zhenfeng was thinking, and ignored him. He tore off a leg and chewed it while asking him, "You little demon seem to be well-informed. Where did you first gain enlightenment and start practicing?"