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It must be said that the cooperation between these two is quite impressive. If we were to measure their strength in human terms, they would at least be at a competitive level. It would be difficult for an average Yin Yang Master to deal with them.
"Alright, I'm done playing with you." Ye Mingshang said lightly, then gathered his internal energy and punched a Little Demon in the abdomen. Due to his control over his strength, he didn't send it flying but instead knocked it down to the ground, rendering it unable to fight.
Seeing its companion defeated, another Little Demon rushed in with a spinning blade to rescue it, but was easily kicked away, landing on the ground with a sharp pain in its chest. After effortlessly taking down two Little Demons, Lion Head's eyes lit up; he thought he had encountered a tough opponent and called for the remaining Little Demons to join in.
As five Little Demons surrounded him, Ye Mingshang smiled slightly, pulled out a few talismans from his pocket, stacked his hands together, and pressed them to the ground. "Buzz!" A wave of golden ripples spread out, knocking all the Little Demons down with great force. One of them flew out and nearly hit Lion Head, who sidestepped just in time. The look in Lion Head's eyes as he watched Ye Mingshang was quite something.
Ye Mingshang leisurely walked over, amusedly looking at him. When he reached him, he lightly jumped and slapped him on the forehead. "Lion Head!"
"Hehe." Lion Head could only smile awkwardly.
Ye Mingshang laughed and circled around him. "I say, why do you always look up at the sky? What's up there?"
"Hehe, nothing much, nothing much."
"Aren't you their leader? How come you're so timid for a lion spirit? How about we spar a bit?" Ye Mingshang flexed his wrists.
"I dare not, I dare not." Lion Head thought bitterly. With your level of skill, who would dare to fight you? Earlier I thought you were just slightly stronger than Old Pig, but it turns out you're playing the pig to eat the tiger—no, eating the lion.
"How boring. Lion, do you know how to get to White Back Mountain?"
Lion Head paused for a moment. "What do you want to go to White Back Mountain for?"
Ye Mingshang deliberately made a fierce expression. "What do you think?"
The lion was startled. "You scheming human! You intend to bring harm to White Back Mountain! You can kill me; I won't take you there."
"Hey! You are quite loyal, but I wonder if I were to chop off your limbs, turn you into a human stick, and lock your soul inside, making you neither alive nor dead, eternally tormented. Would your mouth still be so tough?" Ye Mingshang deliberately threatened.
Lion Head broke out in a cold sweat but maintained a strong demeanor, turning his head with a cold snort. "Hmph! You wicked little brat, don't underestimate me. I've seen all kinds of things as a Curly Mane Lion. Even if you try to extract my soul and refine my essence, don't think I'll be at a disadvantage."
Well, it was unexpected that despite Lion Head's earlier cowardice, he showed some backbone at this critical moment. Indeed, a fierce general has no weak soldiers.
"Alright, I'm not joking with you anymore. You're one of Uncle Yun's subordinates, right?"
"Uncle Yun? You mean the boss Cloud Lion? Little brat, don't think you can fool me. What does a mere human have to do with our boss? If you want me to lead the way, you'd better give up on that idea." Lion Head glanced at him and turned his head away.
"What? Has no one remembered me after all these years? There is only one human in the Wolong Mountain Range. You forgot?" Ye Mingshang squinted his eyes, his voice filled with doubt.
Lion Head was puzzled. What did he mean by that? Was he trying to provoke me? However, there indeed used to be a human kid in this area; he was the adopted son of the old master—Young Master! Could this young man be Young Master? Thinking about it, Lion Head started sweating; if this really was Young Master and he offended him today without flattering him properly, it would be disastrous. The previous bosses had suffered plenty from that little demon.
"Um, do you have any proof?" Lion Head looked at Ye Mingshang with half-belief.
"Of course I do. Here, take a look at this and see if it proves my identity." Saying this, Ye Mingshang took out a palm-sized Crimson Gold Token from his pocket. The token had a golden little dragon coiling around it, vividly depicted, with a square character for 'King' prominently displayed in the center.
Seeing the token, Lion Head was taken aback and hurriedly knelt on one knee and clasped his hands together. "Under Cloud Lion King’s command, I am the captain of Team Three, Curly Mane Lion, paying my respects to Young Master."
"Mm, get up." Ye Mingshang nodded.
"Thank you, Young Master." Lion Head stood up, his expression solemn and righteous, completely contrasting with his earlier timid demeanor.
Scratching his head without thinking too much about it, Ye Mingshang instructed Lion Head, "Curly Mane Lion, I haven't been home for many years and got lost. Please take me back."
"Yes, Young Master." With that, Lion Head lay down on the ground; his body slowly grew larger until he became a four-meter-long giant lion, exuding an impressive aura.
Seeing his physique and aura, Ye Mingshang secretly wondered why his strength should be three points stronger than Little Tiger's, yet he had previously lost without a fight.
"Young Master, I once acquired a method to observe an opponent's combat power. By analyzing their displayed strength and various circumstances, I can form a set of objective data. Just now, I used this method to gauge your strength and found it comparable to mine, so I didn't dare to act rashly and planned to launch a surprise attack instead," Lion Head answered without being asked, sensing Ye Mingshang's confusion.
"I see," Ye Mingshang nodded. It was indeed impressive that he could achieve such a feat.
Just as he sat on Lion Head's back, the black bear approached with a grunt, looking at Ye Mingshang with a flattering expression.
"I almost forgot about you," Ye Mingshang scratched his head, then took out a talisman and threw it, accurately sticking it on the black bear's forehead. He then formed hand seals and recited, "By divine command, grant you divine powers; awaken spiritual wisdom, achieve the path smoothly; transform into a spirit beast, fight like thunder. Urgent Order!"
Roar!
The spell manifested, and the black bear stood up, growing larger until it was twice its original size, nearly matching Lion Head. Standing tall, the black bear let out an excited roar as it felt its body change.
"Alright, don't get too happy too soon. I can only help you up to this point; further transformation will depend on your own efforts," Ye Mingshang waved his hand to signal it to calm down and then instructed.
This transformation truly astonished Lion Head. Judging by aura alone, the black bear was now not much weaker than him. It had just been an ordinary Black Bear Monster moments ago, but now it possessed the strength to fight him thanks to a Daoist Arts spell! This was terrifying! After all, he had spent two hundred years honing his skills through countless battles to achieve his current power, while this black bear had gained such strength so easily.
Seeing Lion Head's astonished expression, Ye Mingshang explained, "The spell is merely an auxiliary tool; the combat power it possesses is borrowed and temporary. If it does anything bad, that power will be taken away. The role of this Daoist Arts spell is simply to assist in better cultivation."
Is it temporary? No wonder—if it were permanent and could create a monster with hundreds of years of cultivation through just one Daoist Arts spell, that would be too frightening. If that were the case, one could easily form an elite army using this spell alone. However, even if it's only temporary, it's still terrifying since it directly grants hundreds of years of power.
The black bear nodded and slowly shrank in size until it transformed into a girl who resembled a human about ninety percent. A girl? Well, Ye Mingshang hadn't paid attention to whether it was male or female before.
"Thank you for granting me the spell, Young Master," the girl said as she knelt on one knee with a youthful voice.
Despite her previous large bear form, as a Humanoid she stood just over one meter tall—about the size of a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl. Her transformation was quite successful; she looked almost indistinguishable from a human except for some black fur on her arms and cheeks, a round furry tail behind her, and two bear ears on her head. She wore an ancient red belly wrap resembling a little red child’s outfit, looking just like a Child in cosplay.
"Well, not bad. You can become a Humanoid so quickly. It seems that before long, you will be able to skillfully wield this power. Don't worry, as long as nothing happens to me and I don't actively take it back, this power won't disappear," Ye Mingshang nodded in affirmation to the girl and advised her.
"And you all, since you've been playing with me for half a day, I should give you some gifts." With that, Ye Mingshang took out a Spirit Talisman and casually tossed it onto the Little Demons who had come over. They were enveloped in a green light, and within a few breaths, their injuries were completely healed, and they felt their minds clearer and their bodies stronger.
"Thank you, Young Master, for your gift!" Feeling the changes in their bodies, the Little Demons knelt on one knee and clasped their fists in gratitude.
The Curly Lion was genuinely happy for them and even felt a bit envious of their good fortune. Unfortunately, his own strength was already quite high, so these things had little effect on him.
"Let's go; it's getting late." Sitting up properly, Ye Mingshang said to the Curly Lion.
"Okay, Young Master, hold on tight." The Curly Lion responded and quickly ran forward a few steps before gradually leaping into the air.
"You can fly?!" Ye Mingshang exclaimed in surprise.
"Yes, I have some Cloud Lion blood in me, which allows me to run on air," the Curly Lion explained.
Ye Mingshang suddenly understood. The Cloud Lion was one of the Eight Great Guardian Kings under the Underworld River. Possessing extraordinary abilities, it could walk on air and ride clouds. Although its speed couldn't match that of birds, it compensated for deficiencies in aerial combat and had a significant speed boost. Moreover, the Cloud Lion and the Underworld River were ancient beings over a thousand years old; it was normal for them to leave behind some bloodlines.
"Brother Ye, where have you been? I've been looking everywhere for you." In the distance, an Azure Bird flew over; it was Ling'er who had come out searching for him.
"Ling'er, you came to find me! I was running in the mountains earlier but went too far and got lost. So I asked Uncle Curly Lion to take me back," Ye Mingshang scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.
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