The Fuck-Spice Competition finally gave Mo Fan a real eye-opener.
The first round of impromptu performances ended quickly, with a Horse Demon lasting until the end.
Although the Horse Demon's upper body had already manifested a Spirit Body, its human-like facial features were twisted, with snot and tears streaming down, making Mo Fan feel a phantom pain in his non-existent eggs...
However, the Horse Demon's endurance earned it a reward, a low-grade Spirit Grass bestowed by the Grand General Golden Armor.
Though the Spirit Grass was coveted by the demons, this reward wasn't enough to make everyone envious.
"The Horse Demon under Golden Armor's command isn't bad at all, winning the first place. I'm pleased. Today, I'll grant another low-grade Spirit Grass, so this little Horse Demon can break through to the Demon Minion Realm in one go!"
The Demon King, in high spirits, bestowed another low-grade Spirit Grass on the spot, making the Horse Demon overjoyed. It swallowed the two Spirit Grasses in front of everyone, and soon a black mist surged from its body.
Within a few breaths, a long howl came from the black mist. As the mist dispersed, the Horse Demon's horse legs transformed into human legs, though its remaining demon body was somewhat embarrassing, causing it to limp awkwardly.
"Hahaha... No wonder it's called Fuck-Spice, who would've thought the retained demon body would be so prominent!"
Seeing the Horse Demon's awkward appearance after the breakthrough, the Demon King laughed heartily.
"Hahaha..."
In an instant, the entire Flat-Topped Peak echoed with the laughter of the demons.
Even Mo Fan couldn't help but chuckle, thinking to himself that this Horse Demon was indeed impressive!
Demons in the Demon Minion Realm could manifest a full Spirit Body, but it wasn't truly complete, as some part of the demon body would remain.
Just like Hei Zi's extra pair of hands, but this Horse Demon seemed quite mismatched.
After all, that thing was too conspicuous, almost taking up half the size of its Spirit Body.
After thanking the Demon King and its own General, the Horse Demon shamefully reverted to its demon form and left, trembling.
"How painful must that be!"
Even Mo Fan was shocked by the scene, feeling fortunate that he didn't have to participate, or he would've died of embarrassment.
The impromptu performance ended, and Red-Eyed was dragged back by Laifu, half-conscious.
According to Laifu, Red-Eyed was already weak, and after two rounds, he was naturally exhausted to the extreme.
In any case, Red-Eyed became a joke on Flat-Topped Peak, and Hei Zi the Demon Officer was also ridiculed.
"They say the minor demons under my command are the weakest, but it seems the Third General's are."
"In the future, the minor demons in the kitchen should pay special attention to the Third General's demons, giving them more beast whips to supplement, so they don't make a fool of themselves when fighting in Demon Spirit Valley!"
Fourth General Poison Fang mocked repeatedly, causing Hei Zi and the other Mountain Phoenix's Demon Officers to grit their teeth.
"Alright, next is the main competition. Do any of the Generals want to add some stakes?" the Demon King asked with a smile, looking at the three Generals.
"Of course, I want to add stakes. I'm determined to win this championship!"
The Grand General Golden Armor grinned, and as he spoke, an object flew from his mouth, enlarging several times in front of him, transforming into a Gilded Hammer.
"This is a magical artifact I obtained from hunting a human cultivator, called the Mighty Gilded Hammer. Although it's a mid-grade magical artifact, its power is extraordinary. Once infused with demon power, its strength can increase threefold!
If anyone wins the championship, I'll grant this hammer to them!"
Golden Armor's words drew cheers from the demons, and the eyes of many Demon Officers lit up.
"Since Brother Golden Armor is so generous, I won't be stingy either." The Second General White Demon spoke up, also spitting out an item, which was a robe.
As the demons exchanged glances, White Demon said, "Don't underestimate this robe. It's not an ordinary robe but a magical artifact crafted by human cultivators. It looks thin, but when infused with demon power, it can withstand ordinary Demon Minion attacks. It's a truly rare treasure!"
"You two brothers are really generous, bringing out such treasures as stakes, but I don't have as deep pockets as you two. I'll use this as a stake!"
Fourth General Poison Fang smiled, producing a small porcelain bottle in his hand.
"Poison Fang, is that bottle filled with human cultivator pills?" the Demon King asked curiously.
"Great King, this bottle doesn't contain pills but my snake venom. Although it's just a drop, it's incurable for anyone below a Demon General!" Poison Fang said confidently.
His words made all the demons gasp, but also made the eyes of many Demon Officers shine.
Mo Fan was also stunned by these so-called "stakes," and couldn't help but ask the Sparrow Demon Zhazha on his shoulder, "What kind of demons are these three Generals?" Visit novelping dot com for the full chapter.
"The Grand General is a Yellow Ox Demon, named Golden Armor.
The Second General is a Black Bear Demon, but he reportedly hates being called black, so he's named White Demon.
As for the Fourth General, he's a Venomous Snake Demon, but the specific type is unknown, named Poison Fang.
Among the three Generals, only the Fourth General doesn't get along with our General," Zhazha explained.
"Our General is the Third General? What kind of demon is he?" Mo Fan asked curiously.
"The Third General is a Pheasant Demon, hence named Mountain Phoenix," Zhazha nodded.
Hearing this, Mo Fan understood why the Third and Fourth Generals didn't get along. Snakes and chickens, also known as dragons and phoenixes, have always been mortal enemies, so it's no surprise they don't get along.
"What about Grandfather Great King?" Mo Fan continued to ask.
"Shh! Do you want to die, daring to discuss Grandfather Great King's true form?!" Zhazha's face changed dramatically, and Hei Zi sitting in front turned around, glaring at Mo Fan and Zhazha, saying sternly, "Shut your mouths, or get out if you don't want to watch the competition!"
"Forgive us, Lord!"
Mo Fan and Zhazha dared not speak further, but they understood that the true form of the Black Wind Mountain Demon King was likely a taboo topic.
While they chatted, the Demon King had already taken out the stakes, which was half a Yellow-Grade Spirit Herb!
Meanwhile, each command began sending out contestants, and Hei Zi also took out a bunch of sticks, placing them in front of the demons, saying calmly, "Laibao and Red-Eyed are exempt from drawing lots. The rest of you draw, and the shortest stick goes to the competition!"
The demons all pulled long faces at this, casting envious glances at Mo Fan, then began drawing lots one by one.
The one who drew the lot was Old Six, a personal follower of the Demon Officer, and Mo Fan learned from Zhazha that this follower was a Beetle Demon, reportedly very skilled in this competition.
Seeing Old Six draw the lot, Hei Zi showed a hint of joy, and earnestly said to him, "Go to the competition with confidence this time. Hold on, and if you win, I'll reward you with that half Yellow-Grade Spirit Herb!"
Old Six's previously low spirits soared, and he nodded repeatedly, saying, "Rest assured, Lord, I'll hold on to the end!"
Thus, with the sound of a horn echoing across Flat-Topped Peak, the Fuck-Spice Competition officially began!
This time, there were even more contestants than in the impromptu performance, and Mo Fan even saw a few Demon Officers among them.
It was clear that the stakes were too valuable, making even the Demon Officers eager to participate, risking their dignity for a chance to win.