Chapter 105: I Am the Demon King

“Sure enough, it’s because of you. Now that you’ve become cute, the prey just comes knocking on your door,” Xiao Yang said with a hint of pride.

His reasoning was flawless.

Previously, he couldn’t encounter any demon beasts because the aura of the Mystic Ice White Tiger was too overwhelming, scaring them all away.

But once it transformed into a white cat, the demon beasts flocked to him in droves.

The Mystic Ice White Tiger rolled its eyes.

“Say whatever you want,” it muttered.

After several unpleasant confrontations, it had come to accept that this time it was truly beaten and gave up resisting.

It knew deep down that any resistance was futile.

This young man’s soul was excessively powerful; even this Demon King was powerless against him.

“Why the eye roll? Looking down on me?” Xiao Yang said as he reached out to stroke the tiger’s fur, which immediately bristled.

The tiger’s eyes blazed with anger.

But in the end, nothing came of it.

A tiger fallen into a human’s embrace had no choice but to submit.

“Perfect, I’ll warm up with this,” Xiao Yang said, setting the Mystic Ice White Tiger down. His goal this time was to gain experience, not to add prestige to his life.

Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, he wouldn’t let the tiger fight.

He wanted to improve his own combat abilities as much as possible.

A roar echoed as a wild plains lion lunged at him.

Bam!

A punch was thrown.

The raw, violent force surged forth.

Crack!

With a single blow, Xiao Yang shattered one of the lion’s claws.

The plains lion was stunned.

When had human flesh and blood ever rivaled demon beasts?

But Xiao Yang didn’t give it much time to think.

With a leap, he landed on the lion’s back and without hesitation, delivered a crushing punch.

Thud!

The lion felt as though its head had been hammered hard—then nothing followed.

Its skull was smashed outright by that punch.

“Brutal!” the Mystic Ice White Tiger shook its head.

As a fellow feline, it felt pity for the plains lion.

But nothing could stop Xiao Yang’s soaring fighting spirit.

Two punches were enough to kill a great demon master.

The advancing lion pride suddenly hesitated, gripped by a creeping sense of danger.

“Come on! One against a whole group of you,” Xiao Yang shouted with excitement.

In the next moment, perhaps because of his loud voice, the lion pride abruptly turned around.

They fled in the direction from which they came.

Clearly, they had sensed this man’s ferocity.

The leading male lion was killed within two rounds.

This battle was not one to be fought!

“What the hell? Where are you running? Don’t run!” Xiao Yang was anxious.

These were pure, precious resources—how could he let them escape?

He immediately gave chase.

The Mystic Ice White Tiger watched in disbelief.

Even if not the pride’s sovereign, plains lions were top-tier demon beasts of the wild.

Ordinary people would avoid them at all costs.

Group combat among demon beasts was far more terrifying than solitary ones.

No normal team dared provoke them.

Yet here was this young man, on his very first day in the demon beast wilds, chasing after the pride’s leader.

“This kid’s talent isn’t bad. Maybe he has a chance to become a strong one,” the tiger mused.

“But his character? Ha!” It rolled its eyes again in disdain.

“Stop running! Take this!” Xiao Yang caught up to one and punched it straight on the forehead.

His attack was even simpler and more brutal this time.

The terrifying force was enough to smash the plains lion’s head off.

After a short while, Xiao Yang had managed to kill five plains lions, each possessing the strength of a great demon master.

He targeted these powerful ones because their value was higher.

“I hope I can sell these at a good price,” Xiao Yang muttered, nervously rubbing his hands.

“Ding! Would you like to retrieve the plains lion corpses? Successful retrieval grants 30,000 credit points [25,000 for inner core, 5,000 for the body],” a system prompt informed him.

“Thirty thousand?” Xiao Yang felt it was a bit low.

Only 30,000 for one?

It would be tough to level up with this.

He’d need nearly seventy beasts just to advance one level.

“Well, one step at a time,” he shrugged.

Complaining here wouldn’t help.

Better to kill more demon beasts and earn more credits.

He moved on to the other three plains lions and retrieved their bodies.

Soon, Xiao Yang discovered something: the prices for retrieving corpses varied.

The three plains lions fetched prices ranging from 20,000 to 30,000.

He wasn’t quite sure why.

On the way back, one more plains lion corpse awaited him.

Glancing at the drowsy Mystic Ice White Tiger, he approached the last plains lion.

With a thought, he commanded, “Retrieve!”

“Ding! You have obtained 37,000 credit points,” the system announced.

The previously sleepy Mystic Ice White Tiger suddenly opened its eyes wide and looked at Xiao Yang uncertainly.

“Kid, where’s the plains lion’s corpse?”

It could clearly sense that there had been no spatial fluctuation just now.

Meaning, Xiao Yang hadn’t stored the corpse in his spatial ring—it had vanished into thin air.

Such a technique was unheard of.

“It’s inside the spatial ring,” Xiao Yang said without a hint of embarrassment, clearly unaware that he’d been caught.

“Bullshit! You’re lying,” the tiger growled angrily.

As a Demon King with incredibly sensitive perception, it could detect the presence or absence of spatial fluctuations.

“What did you say?” Xiao Yang raised an eyebrow, clearly displeased.

This cat had no memory—how many times had it dared to speak so bluntly?

“Uh…” The tiger snapped back to its senses.

As a prisoner now, it shouldn’t be saying such things.

It explained, “Kid, if it were a common minor demon, maybe you could fool me.

“But I’m a Demon King.

“At our level, we can sense the surrounding space. There was clearly no spatial fluctuation just now…”

It looked up at Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang’s expression shifted.

He had always thought that dismantling items would go unnoticed.

But he hadn’t expected such a glaring drawback.

Thankfully, he hadn’t yet encountered a true expert; otherwise, he might have been captured and dissected—still an unknown fate.

“Kid, I’ll give you a piece of advice.

“Your ability is somewhat uncanny, probably derived from forbidden arts. You’d better use it sparingly.”

After some thought, the Mystic Ice White Tiger suspected Xiao Yang practiced an evil cultivation technique that converted others’ strength into his own.

Though powerful, such arts were strictly banned among both demon beasts and humans.

Because the higher one advanced, the more living beings were required.

Sometimes, slaughtering an entire city’s population wouldn’t even guarantee a breakthrough.

Seeing Xiao Yang frozen in thought, the tiger added coolly, “Someone’s coming. Think carefully.”

The tiger’s words snapped Xiao Yang back to reality.

He hadn’t expected such a careless oversight to cause such a serious problem.

From now on, he’d try to avoid using dismantling in public to prevent being captured and dissected.

Looking up, he saw a small group of people approaching.