CHAPTER 516: CHAPTER 516: SON OF THE DEMON EMPEROR, QIN MENG

The Wind Cloud List was activated. Beneath the surface of the Ancient Country, undercurrents flowed incessantly as numerous young geniuses converged. These included individuals with Different Bodies, Divine Bodies, and many other immensely gifted and powerful beings. They came from various regions, all gathering here. Many old enemies also met and fought fiercely, drawing countless spectators.

One place in particular, Spirit Mountain, was nearly trampled by the throngs of visitors.

Spirit Mountain was the cultivation ground for Heavenly Fortune Tao within the Ancient Country. Countless prodigies swarmed there, all eager to catch a glimpse of Heavenly Fortune Tao and to see who would claim first place on the Wind Cloud List.

Shisan was truly miserable.

Ever since his encounter with Jiang Ni’er, he no longer delved into the mysteries of Heavenly Fortune Tao, nor dared he do so. All who approached him were turned away.

But the geniuses were still undeterred and thus lingered.

In just a few short months, countless people had taken up residence all over Spirit Mountain, inside and out.

Shisan was spitting blood from the stress; he didn’t even dare leave his door.

That was, until today, when a guest arrived at Spirit Mountain whom he could not afford to ignore: Qin Meng, the son of the Demon Emperor from the Demon Race.

This Demon Emperor was an invincible being in the history of the Demon Race, one who had achieved emperorhood through an unconventional cultivation path. Having lived for tens of thousands of years, he had launched numerous invasions against the Human Clan, plundering one area after another and killing countless Human Clan experts.

It was said that even Yu Changfeng from Fairy Valley had fallen at his hands. He was a terrifying existence.

And now, his son had come here, his manner of arrival as overbearing as ever—directly fighting his way up, slaying anyone who dared to obstruct him.

Upon hearing the news, Shisan was utterly numb.

The son of the Demon Emperor.

Indeed, within the Southern Diaspora, there was no lack of Emperor Sons, but the Great Emperor fathers of those Emperor Sons had either perished or disappeared.

Yet the father of this Demon Emperor’s son, Qin Meng, who stood before him, was still alive.

It was for this reason that even upon entering Human Clan territory, he remained arrogant and overbearing, haughty and tyrannical, showing no regard for the Human Clan whatsoever.

There was nothing to be done; after all, his father was an invincible being.

Shisan’s scalp tingled. He was truly unwilling to venture out. The Heavenly Fortune Tao was rather strange at present, and its divinations were not to be pursued! Moreover, the fortunes concerning the Wind Cloud List involved too many factors. If he attempted to divine them, or if any information was exposed, he would suffer a terrible calamity.

He could very well die on the spot.

"Mr. Shisan, you don’t need to go out. This is Spirit Mountain, within the territory of the Ancient Country, and also Human Clan land. If he dares to cause chaos, someone will surely deal with him," Gu Mang said solemnly.

"Brother Gu, he has already wreaked havoc," Shisan sighed.

Since Qin Meng set foot in Human Clan territory, no one knew how many people he had killed. His arrogance was so extreme it made people clench their teeth, yet they were powerless.

But who had stepped in?

No one.

The experts from the many great powers, one after another, pretended not to see. The strongest among the younger generation blatantly ignored it, assuming an indifferent attitude as if the matter had nothing to do with them.

It was disheartening. Shisan looked at him with pleading eyes and said, "Brother Gu, you must save me! You are of the royal house of the Ancient Country; can’t you see about driving him out?"

Gu Mang was silent.

The truth was, his status as a member of the Ancient Country’s royal family was largely nominal; his words carried little weight. He had no authority to command any of the Ancient Country’s experts. Objectively speaking, if he offended Qin Meng, the Demon Emperor’s son, the Ancient Country’s royal family wouldn’t lift a finger for him even if Qin Meng killed him.

"You are my friend, Gu Mang, and I certainly won’t just watch you walk to your death," Gu Mang said, his gaze resolute. "If it comes to it, I’ll cut him down."

Standing by, Lan Qingshui said softly, "You can’t defeat him."

Gu Mang’s face stiffened.

Lan Qingshui continued, "You should focus on your Alchemy, pursuing Tao Verification through it. That is your true path."

"I’ve said it before, I hate Alchemy," Gu Mang stated firmly.

She smiled but did not argue.

Shisan felt dejected. "Who can defeat him?"

The topic was somewhat heavy. Those who could win dared not fight, and those who couldn’t win were willing but powerless.

Shisan glanced at the silent Gu Mang, sighed softly, and said no more, then strode out. Gu Mang was a decent person; it was a pity he was born in the wrong circumstances. His natural talents and his chosen cultivation path were at odds. He possessed an amazing talent for Alchemy, yet he stubbornly refused to practice it.

Why bother?

Many people, both men and women, had gathered inside and outside the main hall.

Qin Meng, the son of the Demon Emperor, was seated at the head of the hall. He was a very burly and well-built man, the muscles on his arms like coiled flood dragons lying dormant, exuding a sense of power.

His skin was dark. He had a resolute face with sharp features. He wasn’t old but appeared older than his actual age.

He was dressed simply in a garment made from animal hide, which, overall, added a touch of wildness to his mature appearance.

His aura was restrained, yet it failed to conceal his immense power. Just by sitting there, he made others feel oppressed, as if he were a terrifying god of slaughter.

Outside, many young people were discussing the events.

Inside the hall were many talented individuals, all of them famous and powerful, including Wen Qingshan, the Emperor Son of the Purple Gold Divine Clan, and Emperor Tian.

The eldest Prince of the Ancient Country, dressed in splendid attire, exuded the dignity and majesty of a superior.

A young woman from Huangzhou, dressed plainly in simple clothes, had a pretty and graceful appearance, standing tall; she was a fearsome Divine Body.

There was also a young man in a black robe from the Western Wilderness, a Demon cultivator.

Sitting beside him was Ask Demon, Zhu Menting...

They had been here for several days but had not yet seen Shisan. The Spirit Mountain Taoist boy informed them that Mr. Shisan was in seclusion, so they couldn’t press the matter further.

The group waited in tacit agreement. After all, the Wind Cloud List had not yet started.

Of course, the young geniuses who had traveled from afar were not limited to these; many more were hidden in the shadows.

"Sigh... any one of those few people inside could defeat us. So, the opening of this Wind Cloud List truly has nothing to do with us," a young man couldn’t help but complain.

Another person, unfazed by the lineup inside, said seriously, "Although they are very strong, we aren’t weak either! Besides, can you guarantee they won’t be killed? The more powerful the genius, the more likely they are to be targeted. Their obsessions run too deep; they are all determined to fight for first place, to become the invincible one of the younger generation."

"That’s right. Once the Wind Cloud List opens, those supreme experts will probably be the first to die. So, we still have a chance."

"It’ll be tough. Those top-tier geniuses aren’t so easily killed, and far too many of them have come."

"Huh? Who are those two women?" Just then, someone in the discussing crowd suddenly exclaimed.

There were two women.

One was a little girl in a purple long dress, around twelve years old, with a delicate face and large, slightly blue eyes. The other, in her early twenties, was neatly dressed with a refined and pretty appearance.

The two women walked hand in hand into the main hall.

Seeing this, everyone was astonished.

It was well known that any young person who could enter the main hall was a top-tier genius from some major power, possessing formidable strength and acknowledged by all.

And these two women? Who are they? We don’t recognize them... Do they dare enter the main hall? Are they tired of living? Although there are no rules about entering the main hall, still... aren’t they afraid, facing so many powerful top-tier geniuses?

For a moment, a hush fell outside the door, all eyes fixed on the two women.

Inside the hall, upon seeing the two women, Wen Qingshan, the Emperor Son of the Purple Gold Divine Clan, and Emperor Tian all felt an inexplicable surge of panic.

Why have they come here?