Chapter 40

I sincerely apologize for not being able to update three times again, just two this time. I have to make dumplings tomorrow and won't have time, so it will be the day after tomorrow!

Time passes by leisurely, fleeting in an instant.

If one were to discuss what is the most heartless in the world,

then time would be ranked first, incomparable to anything else.

There's a saying, time is a butcher's knife, each cut aging people.

It has been five years since Yang Qifeng replaced the crow leader.

During these five years, Yang Qifeng announced he was in seclusion due to his injuries, declining all major and minor matters.

Over the past five years, he continuously refined his magical power, having already perfected the three realms of magical power, reaching 9,999 years of cultivation.

His magical power was vast and mighty. Just as Yang Qifeng was about to directly冲击 the realm of the demon core, he was interrupted by the little crow demon,

"What is it?" Yang Qifeng looked at the approaching little crow demon, his face displeased, sitting on a stone chair, his eyes fiercely staring at the little crow demon.

"Leader, you forgot, the demon general banquet is in ten days, held every ten years," the little crow demon, knowing his leader's character, reminded him.

"Demon general banquet," Yang Qifeng muttered to himself.

Yang Qifeng had detailed information about Daze Mountain. Some secrets were unknown due to the low status of the captured demons, but major events were clear.

Among these was the demon general banquet, held every ten years, which had become a fixed event.

Not only the rhinoceros demon general, but all other demon generals did the same.

The purpose of the demon general banquet was not just for fun, but to select the participants for the demon marshal banquet.

Each demon general could bring one leader to the banquet.

As for the other demon general banquets, Yang Qifeng didn't know much about them, whether the demon general chose the participants or not, but in the twenty-nine mountains, the rhinoceros demon general always selected based on magical abilities.

The five leaders would have a battle each time, the winner following the rhinoceros demon general.

For a leader, attending the demon marshal banquet was a great honor, akin to winning a gold medal at the Olympics.

Therefore, many demon leaders would vie for the opportunity to attend.

However, for Yang Qifeng, it held no appeal. The demon marshal banquet, under the auspices of the Daze demon marshal, was just a gathering of all demon generals, eating and drinking, and the Daze demon marshal issuing orders.

That was all, nothing more.

Yang Qifeng had just entered Daze Mountain, not long ago, and had no sense of belonging. He had no sense of honor in attending such a banquet.

"Understood, go and prepare. We will attend the banquet in ten days," Yang Qifeng considered the matter and then spoke.

Watching the little crow demon leave, Yang Qifeng did not continue his cultivation. Forming a demon core was not something that could be accomplished in ten days. The formation of a first-grade demon core required at least three months.

Since he had inherited everything from the crow leader, Yang Qifeng naturally did not intend to be special. He still had to attend the demon general banquet.

Recalling the status of the crow leader, Yang Qifeng did not find it troublesome. The demon general banquet was just a formality; the crow leader had never been chosen to attend the demon marshal banquet.

It was always the centipede leader and the eagle leader who took turns.

Stretching his limbs, Yang Qifeng, now in the form of the crow leader, leaned back on the stone chair and asked the Qianlan demon god, "In the ancient times, what was the unified currency for the demon race or other races?"

Currency was a source of confusion for Yang Qifeng. He had been in the mythological world for some time, but had not discovered a unified currency.

Was the unified currency gold? The answer was simple: definitely not. In the mythological world, although gold was precious, it was just a currency for mortals. For cultivators, gold was merely a special mineral.

Gold did not contain spiritual energy and was not a necessary material for forging treasures.

Gold had little value, and its special status was only popular in the mortal world.

"No, we used barter in those times," the Qianlan demon god explained.

Barter? Yang Qifeng's eyes widened slightly, finding it hard to believe.

In Yang Qifeng's view, the mythological world was highly civilized. One should not assume that the lack of technology meant low productivity. The productivity of the immortal civilization was far superior to the technology of his previous life.

For example, to cool a place, one could use a cold ice array. To make it rain, a person with some cultivation could perform a rain-summoning ritual.

Especially the yield of crops, which was several times higher than in the technological era of his previous life.

In Yang Qifeng's view, he had not encountered a unified currency simply because his scope of contact was limited, such as Daze Mountain, which was a remote place.

However, the words of the Qianlan demon god made Yang Qifeng realize his mistake.

In ancient times, even with the prosperity of the Heavenly Court, they were still in the stage of barter. In Yang Qifeng's view, things were not much better now.

Barter was a primitive stage. Although Yang Qifeng was still puzzled, he soon understood from the Qianlan demon god's words.

The Heavenly Court did not want to use barter, but there was no unified standard that everyone could accept.

After all, although the ancient Heavenly Court was powerful, there were many forces that did not submit to it, which limited the possibility of a unified currency. In the end, it could not be achieved.

Yang Qifeng's heart was filled with enthusiasm. He had discovered a direction for his future development. If he could unify the currency of the world, whether for mortals, immortals, or demons, and make it the same, what would be the achievement he would create?

There was no need to say more; it would be a great virtue.

His eyes narrowed, and Yang Qifeng was lost in a beautiful vision. After a long time, he came back to reality.

Carefully analyzing everything, Yang Qifeng had made up his mind. He would carefully investigate the currency of the world, see if it was unified, and if not, he would create one.

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