Chapter 3

Taking advantage of your illness to claim your life, Ding Yue landed and immediately mounted the little donkey, his fists pounding into the flesh. The sound of punches echoed, and the little donkey couldn't help but let out a loud, painful cry.

The little donkey struggled fiercely, but Ding Yue used a technique he had learned from the Mountain Whip, the Thousand-Pound Drop, which made him as immovable as a mountain. No matter how desperately the little donkey struggled, it was all in vain.

"Damn it, do you submit! You were arrogant in front of me, now I'll cripple you," Ding Yue said as he continued to punch.

"Bro, let's go!"

Suddenly, the little donkey let out a loud howl, its body shimmering with a green light, and it vanished from under Ding Yue.

The green light flashed, and the little donkey appeared beside the big black dog. Its once shiny fur was now a patchwork of yellow and black, and it hung its head, tears streaming down its face. "Why be so strong, just one person!"

"Go ahead," the little donkey said without turning its head, its face full of helplessness and indignation.

"Ow~~~" The little guy, seeing Ding Yue's victory, excitedly howled, waving his fists triumphantly at the dog and the donkey.

Ding Yue came to the little guy's side, smiled, and stroked the tuft of white hair on his head.

Winning against the little donkey was purely by chance. The little donkey was much faster, and even with the Great Peng Ascension Technique, he could barely keep up.

The main reason he won was that the little donkey was careless and had few opponents, allowing Ding Yue to catch a flaw and decide the outcome in one move.

"Woof~"

The big black dog stood up, shook its body, and let out a loud bark, taking a few steps forward and opening its mouth as if to swallow Ding Yue.

Ding Yue's heart tightened, sensing danger. The world seemed to darken, and in the distance, a big black dog stood in the sky, its mouth open to swallow the sun.

The black dog swallowing the sun! Damn, is it the Heavenly Dog?

"Roar~" The little guy's fur bristled, and he let out a fierce roar, the tuft of white hair on his head emitting a dense aura of death, forming a red-black light that protected him.

No longer holding back, Ding Yue drew the Mountain Whip, his full magical power surging, and the whip emitted a thick earth-yellow light, a heavy spiritual pressure spreading out.

He swung the whip at the big black dog, a beam of earth-yellow divine light shooting out and striking the dog's body.

The smoke cleared, and the sun's light once again shone warmly on the land.

The big black dog lay on the ground, its fur dull and lifeless, even worse off than the little donkey. Its long tongue hung out, and it panted heavily.

This time, I've really lost! The big black dog sighed inwardly. His internal organs were displaced, and his magical power was out of control, far more serious than it appeared.

"Um... hmm!" The little donkey was speechless, instinctively snorting. He knew the big black dog's powers well, which were very strong and innate, but he never thought it would lose.

Looking at the earth-yellow whip and feeling the heavy spiritual pressure, a word involuntarily came to his mind.

"Innate Spiritual Treasure!"

Damn, the little donkey wanted to bash his head in. He never thought he would kick a steel plate, encountering someone with an Innate Spiritual Treasure. Wasn't this asking for death?

When did Innate Spiritual Treasures become as common as cabbages, that someone of such cultivation could have one? Why don't I have one?

The little donkey really couldn't cry anymore.

Even if the other party was a level lower, an Innate Spiritual Treasure was a symbol of challenging higher levels, and the chances of winning were much higher!

Swinging the whip, Ding Yue was secretly amazed by the power of the Innate Spiritual Treasure. He smiled and walked over, saying kindly, "How about it? Do you submit?"

The big black dog couldn't speak, his eyes tightly closed as he focused all his energy on controlling his out-of-control magical power. If he didn't control it, he would surely spit blood.

"Have you heard that dog meat and donkey meat are very nourishing? Should we barbecue or have a hot pot?"

The little donkey's mouth twitched, almost fainting. Who the hell said that?

The big black dog almost lost his composure and spat blood.

The little guy, on the other hand, was jumping up and down, waving his fists, his excitement not yet subsiding.

"We admit defeat."

The little donkey lowered its once proud head, saying helplessly. Just a moment ago, he was so full of spirit, but now the situation had changed dramatically.

But this change was too fast.

Ding Yue grinned, saying nothing, just looking up and down at the big black dog and the little donkey, his eyes thoughtful, as if considering whether to barbecue or have a hot pot.

"What do you want to do?"

The little donkey was almost in tears. "I'm not even an adult yet? I'm supposed to be a future demon king, not die in this desolate mountain. That would be too frustrating."

"What do you have?" Ding Yue asked casually.

"What?" The little donkey was taken aback, quickly shaking his head. "We don't have anything, but we can go catch some."

He looked at Ding Yue expectantly.

Ding Yue was speechless. What do I need horses for? He could only say helplessly, "What can you offer as compensation?"

The little donkey looked himself and the big black dog up and down, then lowered his head, his face full of shame, and said softly, "Nothing."

Damn, they're just two penniless bums! Ding Yue sighed inwardly, his face full of disdain.

But he really didn't know how to deal with the two. A scoundrel donkey and a pretentious black dog, the little donkey was incredibly fast, and the big black dog had powerful abilities. They weren't ordinary creatures, and letting them go would be a waste.

"Since that's the case, why don't you serve as my errand boys?" Ding Yue suddenly had an idea and suggested.

"No way!" The little donkey jumped up, raising his hoarse voice and howling loudly.

Serving a human as a subordinate, the thought alone was shameful. The demon race dominated the world, controlled the heavens, and looked down on the chaos. Only the witch race could rival them.

The human race, on the other hand, was just a small tribe, with a population of only a few million. Don't think a few million is a lot; on this vast land, a few million humans would barely make a ripple, not even a bubble.

The human population was sparse, and they lacked experts. The highest cultivation was probably the Three Ancestors, who were only Great Immortals.

The demon race, however, had many Great Immortals, not to mention the demon emperor, demon king, demon teacher, and the ten great demon gods.

Annihilating the human race would be as easy as flipping a hand.

In short, the human race was just surviving in the cracks of the chaos, with no real power.

They could only survive thanks to the protection of the witch race and the prestige of Nüwa.

Compared to the demon race, the human race was like heaven and earth, incomparable!

The little donkey and the big black dog were also of noble birth, with high origins. They were just in their youth, and their innate powers couldn't fully manifest. Otherwise, the outcome would not be like this.

As the offspring of a demon king, serving a human cultivator as a subordinate and errand boy was worse than dying.

"What? Do you have a problem with that?"

Ding Yue raised an eyebrow, tapping the whip in his hand, and said with a narrowed gaze.

"We are both descendants of demon kings. If you do this, are you not afraid of bringing destruction to the human race?"

The little donkey, seeing the whip, broke out in a cold sweat, his newly gained courage instantly vanishing. After all, they were still in their youth, inexperienced, and had a low tolerance for fear.

The big black dog, with better psychological resilience, couldn't speak at the moment, focusing all his energy on stabilizing his injuries, unable to help.

But even in fear, the little donkey mustered the courage to say, "You don't need to consider that. Think about the current situation first!"

Ding Yue wasn't moved by the little donkey's threat, not fully understanding the current state of the chaos. Otherwise, he might not have said that.

He thought the human race had several great sages protecting them, who would dare to provoke them?

But he didn't realize that the future sages hadn't yet become sages. Under the prestige of the demon and witch races, even the sages kept a low profile, not daring to make a sound. Otherwise, the demons and witches wouldn't mind replacing the future sages with others.

What do you think?

"Besides, don't you recognize these characters?"

Ding Yue, seeing the little donkey's indecision, took something out of his pocket.

Golden light shone, and it was one of the great books, "The Great Peng Ascension Technique."

"The Great Peng Ascension Technique, the Demon Teacher Kun..."

The little donkey's eyes bulged as if someone had choked him.

The Demon Teacher was the teacher of the demon race, one of the major figures, a world dominator. Even the little donkey's parents and elders, who were powerful and dominated their regions, would be submissive in front of the Demon Teacher, not daring to make a sound.

"You~"

The little donkey was speechless, wanting to say that stealing the Demon Teacher's secret technique was asking for death, but then he thought it was impossible for just anyone to steal the Demon Teacher's technique.

There were very few people in the world who dared to do such a thing and could succeed, let alone a mediocre cultivator like Ding Yue.

At this moment, the big black dog had stabilized his injuries and struggled to stand up. Seeing the book, he immediately fell to the ground again.

I've really lost! The big black dog sighed inwardly.

"We admit defeat, do with us as you will."

The big black dog gave up struggling, lying lifelessly on the ground, and said in a low voice.

The little donkey opened his mouth but said nothing, lowering his head.

"Ha ha, don't be so upset. Rest assured, you will be my subordinates, and you can call me 'boss.' As long as you can defeat me in the future, you can leave at any time. I won't force you."

Seeing this result, Ding Yue secretly thanked the Demon Teacher and then comforted the two. This was his first batch of subordinates, and he couldn't have them so dejected.

The little guy didn't count, as he had come on his own.

Sure enough, hearing Ding Yue's words, the dog and the donkey's eyes lit up, thinking: We can't beat you now, but when we grow up and our powers are fully developed, will we still not be able to beat you?

For now, we'll endure!

The dog's eyes and the donkey's eyes exchanged a glance, instantly sparking a bright light.

Looking at the three young demons in front of him, a picture suddenly formed in Ding Yue's mind:

Riding a donkey, walking a dog, leading a monkey~

Hmm, not bad, ha ha.

Ding Yue couldn't help but laugh. This wasn't a fantasy; it could be realized.

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