CHAPTER 596: CHAPTER 355: THE BRIGADE’S NEXT MOVE / RETURN OF THE LITTLE NIAN BEAST

In memory, the Year Beast Monarch usually held meetings with the Zodiac Team behind this waterfall.

It rather resembles Shuilian Cave, and one wonders if the Monarch has ever read the human’s "Journey to the West".

However, the Little Nian Beast is illiterate and judges others by itself; like father, like son. It is likely that the Monarch is also an absolute illiterate.

The meeting place resembles Shuilian Cave merely because the Monarch’s skull shares similarities with the monkeys of Huaguo Mountain, rather than any indication of cultural refinement.

Just by passing through this waterfall, Ji Minghuan could meet the Year Beast army and the Zodiac Team, whom he hasn’t seen in ten years. This thought emerged in his mind, possibly influenced by the memories of the Little Nian Beast, and surprisingly, he felt a bit nervous.

It’s akin to a certain "Gu" surnamed "Zhuo An" Horror Bell Tower Man, who abandoned his family and left willfully for two years, standing awkwardly at his door when he returned home.

At this moment, the Little Nian Beast also felt a slight discomfort and uncertainty.

"Don’t be nervous, the Monarch is simple-minded, so the demons are simple-minded, with an average level of intelligence that is rather low and easy to trick... isn’t it just ruling a group of simpletons? Just think of the mountain full of Swallowing Silvers, the Zodiac Team as twelve Swallowing Silvers, and the Monarch as one oversized Swallowing Silver, and it won’t be nerve-wracking anymore." With this thought, the Little Nian Beast exhaled, lifted its hoof, and lightly tapped the ground.

Suddenly, its hooves emitted flames tinged with purple and red, like iron rubbing against a flower, bursting with unique sparks.

Then the Little Nian Beast leapt from the edge of the waterfall, and at the moment its body suspended in the air, its hind hooves kicked back. From the center of its hooves, a wild jet of flame shot forth.

Under the effect of reverse thrust, its body ripped through the air, shooting forward like a fiery arrow, evaporating the waterfall’s curtain, and pierced into the waterfall, quickly landing stably within a dark space.

After landing, it stomped its hoof firmly, extinguishing the fire on its feet.

The Little Nian Beast looked up; the hidden space within the waterfall was unimaginably vast. It was an ancient temple, a huge yet dilapidated Buddha statue stood in the corner. Torches were placed in grooves around the temple, casting a faint light, illuminating the center of the temple.

At this moment, twelve red meditation cushions were arranged in a circle on the ground, and on these cushions of varying sizes, sat beings of different sizes.

"One Swallowing Silver, two Swallowing Silvers, three... a total of eight?"

A total of eight demons appeared before the Little Nian Beast’s eyes, and their species were easily identifiable.

"Cyan Snake Demon," a green snake roughly four or five meters long, with ice-blue vertical pupils.

"Rat Demon," a palm-sized mouse, a dark shadow danced upon its body.

"Mad Bull Demon," a gigantic bull towering fifty meters, with a bronze ring through its nose, and a dark complexion, it sat cross-legged in a posture resembling that of a human.

"Rainbow Horse Demon," a massive horse shrouded in a mist of seven-colored rainbows, roughly ten meters in length, lay prone on the cushion, its red-blue eyes gleaming like gemstones.

"Aries Demon," a sheep-like creature with a face as benevolent as a church pastor, standing four meters tall with a human-like physique, wore a scarf knitted from wool around its neck.

"Divine Chicken Demon," a palm-sized rooster, its eyes shimmering gold, adorned with colorful, peacock-like feathers on its back.

"Spiritual Monkey Demon," a gigantic monkey twenty meters long, lay lazily on the cushion, yawning while nibbling on a large peach.

The physical differences among these demons were stark, with some large enough to topple a skyscraper, while others small enough to fit in one’s hand.

Gathered together in this solemn manner, the contrast and disparity were palpable at a glance, as if they didn’t belong to the same style, yet without a doubt, they were members of the Zodiac Team.

However... the very last demon caught the Little Nian Beast by surprise.

For some reason, sitting on a small red cushion was a blue cat, which was licking its paws, with its head drooping and innocent eyes blinking.

"Look who it is... our Crown Prince has returned," the Mad Bull Demon said in a deep voice.

"Didn’t expect Lord Little Nian Beast to actually still be alive," the Rat Demon raised its paw, smoothing its whiskers.

"Do you even have the face to come back?" the Cyan Snake Demon opened its eyes, its pupils cold enough to freeze, "Do you know how many demons died in that war ten years ago because of you? Just because you’re the Monarch’s son, you can act recklessly?"

Ji Minghuan was at a loss for words, thinking, "Why are you venting your anger on a game AI?"

He thought, even if I hadn’t created the role of "Little Nian Beast", you would still have clashed with Lake Hunting over some issue, resulting in mutual destruction and many deaths.

The system had pinned the blame on terminal number four during the historical modification process, just to provide it with an easily memorable anchor event, to make its existence seem more real.

"Don’t be too harsh, Cyan Snake... Lord Little Nian Beast was just a child back then," the Rainbow Horse Demon said, its voice gentle yet indifferent, "It’s normal for children to make mistakes."

"You’re saying, now... it’s not a child anymore?" the Cyan Snake Demon squinted its eyes, staring straight at the Little Nian Beast.