I am a living immortal.

Chapter 608 Entering the Zhongling Mountains

While they weren't completely stuffed, the empty plates in front of them showed they'd eaten a lot. If the restaurant hadn't run out of food, they would have continued eating. They finished sixteen plates, which weighed only about eight or nine pounds.

A single lunch costs an average person six months to a year's income. The shopkeeper smiled and greeted him respectfully, saying, "This is the God of Wealth." He wasn't worried these people wouldn't come back after just one meal; he knew the taste. The reason so many people came here was because they were repeat customers. It was a shame, though, that good sheep were hard to come by; it was a long journey from the frontier. Otherwise, he could earn twice as much every day.

Some important parts of the meat were shabu-shabued.

The unimportant parts of the lamb were used to make noodles, and even the bones were used to make lamb soup, without wasting a single bit. After deducting the miscellaneous expenses from the price of this lamb, the profit could be several times more, a huge profit.

Even the mirage dragon wants to transport sheep to sell.

But in the end, I didn't do it. No, it's too far away. But I still think I can try a few myself. Smacking my lips, the lamb tastes really good.

Because the old goat has missed out on so many delicious foods.

Logically speaking, if ordinary sheep were this delicious, shouldn't he go get a few goat demons to try? Innate gods have no taboos. In ancient times, many demon tribes were used as food reserves. Those that are edible aren't called demons, they're called spirit beasts.

Only those that don’t taste good are considered evil.

If we say that the stronger the food, the tastier it is, then wouldn't old goats be the tastiest?

Xuan Mo clearly sensed the mirage dragon's full hostility and took a few steps away. It was as if the dislike was etched in his genes, not just against the mirage dragon, but against all innate gods. After all, dragon liver and phoenix marrow was a well-known delicacy.

The Mirage Dragon was clearly just thinking about it. The key was that if Old Goat really seized the opportunity this time, the gap in strength between them would narrow rapidly. Forget about eating him, even a guaranteed victory was a question.

I don’t know how the old goat is doing now.

Thousands of miles away, the old goat sneezed. It must have been the mirage dragon muttering about him, with a hint of strange malice that made all the hair on his body stand on end. He had no idea what this bastard was up to. He'd be the first one to go after him when he got back.

Thinking of this, the old goat sneered and returned his attention to the present.

The Zhongling Mountains are truly blessed by nature, and the vast expanse of forest is truly magnificent. While the term "ten thousand miles" is exaggerated, it's accurate to the eye. With no kingdoms surrounding them, the area retains its pristine natural beauty. Furthermore, there are no mountain gods in this mountain range.

It’s not that Heaven doesn’t want to, but that it can’t.

This place is blessed with unique natural conditions, and the spirits and monsters it breeds are incredibly powerful. Even mountain gods have a hard time. Ever since the last one was divided up and devoured by the monsters, there are no more mountain gods or land.

This place has completely become the territory of the demon clan.

This is also the reason why the Demon Alliance was established here. Countless demon tribes have become established, and they all live here as a group. Here, there are dozens of great demons that are rarely seen outside, which shows the status of the Zhongling Mountains in the demon community.

It's like a holy place.

Although it has not yet unified the majority of the demon tribes, its status among the demon tribes is no longer the same as before.

When the Leaping Sparrow entered the Zhongling Mountains, the old goat felt several gazes scrutinizing it. After seeing it was the Leaping Sparrow, some glances turned away, while others lingered.

"Is it like this everywhere here? How can you bear this?" asked the old goat while standing on the back of the jumping tit.

"I can't stand it either. After all, I'm a newcomer here, so I have to endure it as much as I can. There are some old stubborn people here who are very hostile to us foreign monsters. They will not look at you well and may even try every means to intimidate you. So don't hold back, teach these annoying guys a lesson." Yue Shanque said viciously.

"I've been here before, was it like this when you first came here?" the old goat asked with a smile.

"Yes. Even if I say that it was the Great Demon or one of the Alliance Leaders who personally invited me, it's still the same. It's different here than the outside world. There's no right or wrong, good or evil, only strength. As long as you're strong enough, you can have no worries."

The old goat listened quietly to the story of the jumping tit.

Suddenly he said, "You mean, I can fight back now? I suddenly like this place a little bit."

Yue Shanque didn't stop him, but rather showed interest. He'd said that on purpose. The fox borrows the tiger's might, and between great demons, some have good relationships, while others have bad. Those who looked away were close friends, having seen Yue Shanque and moved away. Those who didn't were bad friends, mostly stubborn old men from the Zhongling Mountains.

Although most of the 27 great monsters in the Monster Alliance come from the Zhongling Mountains.

But some of them feel superior.

To be honest, becoming a great demon in such a unique environment is not something to be proud of, at least in the eyes of those foreign demons.

You have to know that these outsiders, even without a unique environment, still became great monsters. This is the difference. One is a strong person created by the environment and themselves, and the other is a great monster who achieved it purely by himself.

This is the difference.

It's good enough that they don't discriminate. Where does your pride come from, those of you who have achieved success through luck?

This time, these old guys are in trouble.

The old goat's temper isn't as good as his, so there's going to be some fun to watch. If he continues to be stubborn...

In the stone forest of the Zhongling Mountains, the landscape was somewhat unique. The mountains, like sharp daggers, pierced the sky. In the center of the stone forest sat a sturdy man. He was clad in animal skins, with a head of tangled reddish-brown hair. Two sharp fangs adorned his shoulders. His face was rugged, and in his hand, he held a raw cow leg.

The sturdy man bit off a piece of meat from the top and chewed it, not caring about the sticky blood in his mouth. He looked up at the sky and snorted lightly to express his disdain.

Beneath the stone chairs lay tiny demons, pig-headed and human-like. They fought over the remaining food, leaving their bodies covered in filth. Some even lay on the ground, gnawing on the flesh. Barbarians, true barbarians.

The stench was constant, and the ground was littered with corpses, some fresh, some already rotten and piled together.

He was one of the stubborn people in Yue Shanque's mouth who discriminated against these foreign monsters. And this stone forest was his nest.

The big monster bit the flesh in his mouth while looking at the jumping tit unscrupulously. Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, stopped chewing the flesh in his mouth, and looked over in disbelief.