My Master Disconnected Yet Again Chapter 467

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Demons, unlike human cultivators, kept the beastial nature they were born with, so there was no such thing as a mental demon for them. But if one ate the meat of someone who died in vain, there'd be bloody grievous energy on him, which prevented them from entering the immortal realm. The Lightning Tribulation of ascension would cleanse all the grievous energy from a demon beast. Therefore, however high the cultivation of a demon beast, so long as it ate people, eight or nine out of ten would die being hit by lightning. This was also why there were few demonic immortals.

Where they came earlier, they had long realized that there were tens of thousands of demons gathered here. They didn't actually intend to fight. After all, Chef was from the divine race, and even the greatest demon beast had to kneel at the release of divine suppression. But unfortunately, when they arrived, the group of demons were fighting for some food. Upon a closer look, they realized that it was actually a mortal child who looked less than ten years old, and whose breath had already ceased. With a burst of anger, he killed off all those big beasts who were full of bloody grievous energy.

Apparently, the natural geography of the Southern Land protected these demon beasts, but also led them to evil. The good impression of demon race that Rabbit gave them earlier was completely inapplicable in this small world. Both being demons, why is this group so bad?

But with more thought, Rabbit was able to become the Monarch of All Demons and set the demon world to order partly thanks to Shen Ying. Before him, there were actually many demons who ate people.

Lonemoon turned to the three trembling beast kings. Perhaps because these beasts preferred natural resources to human-eating, there was no bloody grievous energy on them.

“Let's go back to Shen Ying first!” Lonemoon looked at the sky and replied Chef. “It's late. If we don't get back someone will go missing again!”

“Yup.” Yi Qing had no objections. He directly grabbed the demon beast beside him and stuffed it into his storage bag, before flying off on his sword.

Lonemoon looked at the demon corpses all around the Demon Palace, and then turned to the three on the ground, “You three.”

“Yes… yes!” The three hurried to bow down even lower.

“It's too dirty here, clean it up. Come to the side of spirit river in four hours, I have something to say. Of course…” Lonemoon's eyes narrowed. “You can choose not to come.”

The three hearts went cold, and they shook once more, before nodding rapidly, “Yes, Great Immortal! We are sure to come!”

Only then did Lonemoon turn and call out his spirit sword. Just after he went up in the air, he remembered something. He turned and demanded, “Oh yeah, bring a rabbit when you come!” And then he flew off.

The three, “…”

What do you mean?

Why should we bring a rabbit, to eat?

Then do you want it alive or dead?

Great Immortal, can you please give clear instructions!

When Lonemoon and Yi Qing returned, Shen Ying was sitting on a rock, nibbling at a fruit, well-behaved. Fatty lay beside her, his whole body wet. Perhaps because he drank too much water, he didn't wake up this whole time. While eating, Shen Ying still had the mood to do first-aid for Fatty. With every bite she took, he gave Fatty's belly a pat. Fatty spat out water like a rhythmic fountain. There was already a puddle of water on the ground. They didn't know how long he had been spitting.

The corner of Lonemoon's mouth twitched. He finally went over and stopped Shen Ying. “Keep patting and Fatty's gonna spit out his bile.”

Shen Ying finally withdrew her hand, and her eyes brightened. “You guys done with the business?”

“Yup.” Lonemoon frowned. “The situation was beyond our expectations. It's a bit complicated.” At first, he thought that with the eternal separation between the demon beasts of Southern Land and humans thanks to the spirit river, they should be much kinder than the demon world that Rabbit used to manage. He didn't expect it to be just the opposite. The bloody grievous energy among that demon army just now was so thick that it was blinding.

“Oh.” Shen Ying nodded her head and asked, “Then can we start dinner?”

Lonemoon who was about to discuss the future of Demon Realm, “…”

So this was what you f*cking wanted to ask?

“Master, dinner will be ready soon.” Yi Qing seemed long used to it. He took out his pots and pans once he touched the ground.

Lonemoon was even more frustrated. Whose plane was this, after all? Hello?

Lonemoon took a deep breath, suppressing the feverish mood in his heart, and finally went forward to set tables and chairs, bowls and chopsticks…

After the three finished dinner, Fatty had yet to wake up. But the three demon beasts actually came over, trembling with fear. Behind them was a large herd of rabbits. There were Velveteen Rabbits, Lionhead rabbit, Loppy-Eared Rabbits, and many more. They were white, black, gray, yellow, all kinds of colors. And there were cultivation of second, third, fourth, and other different levels. In an instant, the whole patch of grass was filled with rabbits.

Did you move all the rabbit holes here?

“Greetings, Great Immortals!” The three beast kings did a big salute towards them. Their bodies kept shaking, and their heads bowed down submissively, as if they wanted to shrink themselves into rabbits as well.

The beast king in the middle spoke.” According to Great Immortal's demand, we come with rabbits.”

Lonemoon, “…”

Yi Qing: “…”

Shen Ying, “…”

Two looks of condemnation swept towards Father Niu immediately…

“What are you looking at me for!” Lonemoon stared back at hem. He only told them to bring ONE rabbit. He didn't expect they'd bring so many!

The corner of Lonemoon's mouth twitched. He glanced over all the rabbits on the ground, and indeed, he didn't see the slightest bit of bloody grievous energy. Rabbits were good, after all! Only that their cultivation was very low. Most were little bunnies of first or second grade, who had just gained consciousness. The higher were only at fifth or sixth grade, and there were extremely few of them. Hmm, this doesn't seem to be an ambitious herd of rabbits.

He looked over them several times, before confirming that the one with the highest cultivation was a seventh-grade white Loppy Eared Rabbit in the middle. So he pointed towards it and said, “That seventh-grade rabbit stays. Other rabbits can leave.”

“Yes, Great Immortal!” The beast king cupped his fists and answered, before turning to give orders to the rabbits all over the ground.

The rabbits turned and hopped away into the woods. They went away very quickly, as though they were afraid he'd regret his words. That rabbit who stayed actually got even more afraid. He pressed his head to the ground and trembled non-stop.

“You three are the beast kings of this wood?” Lonemoon turned to the three.

The three nodded together. “Yes… Great Immortal. Yes, we are!”

“Since you are beast kings, why would you be okay with listening to the demon monarch?” Although the wolf king just now was at the twelfth level, there were three beast kings. Besides, spirit beasts are born with physical advantages, and they should not be afraid of demonkind. But from the looks of these spirit beasts, their status seemed to be all below the demon race. For example, the Wind Beast just now was at ninth grade, but he was actually willing to serve a sixth-grade snake demon, and in a non-contracted way besides.

The three beast kings looked at one another, as though they felt strange that he asked so. After a long while, the beast king replied, “Great Immortal, that's because the demonkind protects our spirit herbs from being stolen by others on normal days. That's why we cooperate with them to… deal with human cultivators.”

“So, it is for the spirit herbs?”

“Yes.” The three nodded together, as though it was the natural way of things.

The corners of Lonemoon's mouth twitched. Is this a group of idiots?

Chapter end