I Have A Bunch Of Saint Apprentices

2A hundred thousand years ago, Ao Xing and Fang Xiuyuan were both disciples of the same generation. However, one of them was chosen from the Devil Clan to cultivate, while the other was the Dragon Clan's crown prince. They were destined to rule the world in the future.    

    

Although there was a huge gap between their identities, Ao Xing thought that it was nothing.    

    

Even though Fang Xiuyuan had always maintained a respectful attitude in front of him, he still treated Fang Xiuyuan as his senior brother from the bottom of his heart.    

    

When Ao Xing had questions about his cultivation, he would immediately think of Fang Xiuyuan.    

    

The True Martial Divine Tortoise Fang Xiuyuan had a good character to begin with. Furthermore, Ao Xing, who was not arrogant at all, took the initiative to get close to his crown prince.    

    

It would be strange if the two of them did not have a good relationship.    

    

However, after the invasion of the Devil Clan, Fang Xiuyuan went to the frontlines and was not even sure if he was alive or dead. Ao Xing was even imprisoned in the sealed land.    

    

For a hundred thousand years, the two of them treated each other as if they had already died or died in meditation. Now that they had actually reunited here, the joy and excitement in their hearts could not be expressed in words.    

    

The two of them, who had been brothers for a hundred thousand years, wept for a long time. It was only when Shen Jun coughed lightly that he remembered the important matter.    

    

Fang Xiuyuan quickly bowed and said respectfully, "Master Dragon Lord, please come into the city for a chat."    

    

After saying that, Fang Xiuyuan also gave Shen Jun a grateful look.    

    

He had brought back the former king of the Devil Clan and brought back his old friend from a hundred thousand years ago.    

    

It was a great favor to both parties.    

    

Shen Jun waved his hand lightly. In an instant, the sky was filled with red clouds, reflecting a golden red color!    

    

Looking up, he saw tens of thousands of Vermillion Birds circling the sky, illuminating the ground with their natural fluorescent light.    

    

One must know that the Vermillion Bird race was also an extremely rare bloodline among the Demon race. The tens of thousands of Vermillion Birds in front of him were probably summoned by the entire race.    

    

Only the Demon race could do such a thing.    

    

Shen Jun and Ao Xing walked side by side, while the True Martial Divine Turtle followed behind them half a step, maintaining a slightly bowed and respectful appearance.    

    

This was also a matter of course.    

    

Ao Xing was the Demon race's overlord, and Shen Jun was now Ao Xing's master. His status was naturally above the True Martial Divine Turtle's.    

    

Walking past the red carpet that was worth a thousand gold coins, the two sides of the road were filled with Demon experts who were dressed in golden armor and wearing dragon-shaped helmets. They held spears in their hands and half-knelt respectfully on both sides of the road.    

    

Behind these golden guards, countless demons were kneeling and bowing to the main road in the center. Shen Jun even saw a few peak Immortal Stage Super Strong Warriors among them!    

    

Such a large formation even made Shen Jun, who was used to seeing such a scene, click his tongue.    

    

Damn it.    

    

This Dragon race was really awesome.    

    

It had disappeared for a hundred thousand years, and a crown prince suddenly came back. Even the entire Demon race had to bow down to him. Even Senior Divine Turtle had directly placed him in the position of a servant.    

    

If only the Human Race could be so obedient.    

    

Shen Jun was still lamenting when he suddenly heard Ao Xing's voice transmission in his mind.    

    

"Master, did you see those golden armored guards? They were wearing the armor that only the Dragon Clan's guards were allowed to wear. If I'm not wrong, these are all genuine goods that were left behind 100,000 years ago."    

    

Shen Jun asked in confusion, "What's the point of the Dragon Clan's guards' armor?"    

    

Ao Xing continued to explain, "Master, you might not know this, but the power of the Dragon Clan is the natural bane of the Devil Clan. In the great battle back then, 99 senior Dragon Clan seniors fell, but their corpses were snatched back by my royal father."    

    

"Before their deaths, these 99 seniors were willing to sacrifice their bodies, hoping that they could continue to contribute to the Upper Realm after their deaths."    

    

"In order to fulfill their wish, my royal father stripped the scales of the seniors and refined 19,999 sets of Dragon Armor for the guards. The dragon bones were refined into 19,999 dragon bone spears."    

    

"The grade of this magic treasure is not low, and it has a natural counter to the Devil Clan. It is enough to allow any ordinary cultivator to kill the Devil Clan even if they cross a major realm!"    

    

Shen Jun raised his eyebrows and became interested.    

    

It had a special effect on the Devil Clan? Any cultivator could kill the Devil Clan?    

    

This was a good thing!    

    

Twenty thousand sets of Dragon Armor for personal guards. If they were all equipped to the True Immortal Expert, how much combat strength would that increase?    

    

But on second thought, this was the armor exclusive to the Dragon Clan's personal guards. Now that Ao Xing had returned, these people naturally became his guards.    

    

After all, he was an outsider to the Demon Race. Furthermore, the Demon Race had been in constant friction with the Human Race for the past few years. It was not appropriate for them to take out such a precious treasure for the Human Race.    

    

With this thought in mind, Shen Jun gave up on the idea.    

    

At the same time, he and Ao Xing walked to the end of the expensive red carpet.    

    

The center of Juetian City was the mysterious Juetian Tower.    

    

However, after the Demon Race came, in order to showcase the supreme status of the Dragon Clan, a tall and magnificent platform was built around the Juetian Tower, directly covering the entire Juetian Tower!    

    

Shen Jun and Ao Xing walked up the stairs and stood at the top of the platform.    

    

Looking around, countless Demon Race members bowed down to them.    

    

Fang Xiuyuan stood on the second step of the platform. His eyes were filled with tears as he looked at the two young men on the platform who were in high spirits.    

    

He had waited for this scene for a full 100,000 years.    

    

Looking at the people on the platform, he could not help but feel goosebumps all over his body.    

    

Shen Jun felt goosebumps all over his body.    

    

He hated this kind of scene the most. He nudged Ao Xing's ribs with his elbow and whispered into his ear, "Quickly tell me what happened. So many Demon Race members are kneeling down. I can't take it."    

    

Ao Xing raised his eyebrows and said in surprise, "Master is my master. How could he not be able to withstand the Demon Clan's etiquette?"    

    

Shen Jun opened his mouth and was about to say something else, but Ao Xing had already stood at the edge of the platform.    

    

The crown prince of the Dragon Clan looked down from above, as if the Dragon Clan, who was high and mighty in the past, was now looking down on all the living beings of the Upper Realm from the clouds.    

    

At this moment, the innate noble aura was fully displayed!    

    

Ao Xing spoke in a clear and melodious voice, which clearly flowed into the ears of every single Demon in Juetian City, "Everyone, the Dragon Clan has been gone for 100,000 years, but it is still remembered by all of you. I, Ao Xing, thank you on behalf of my elders."    

    

After saying that, Ao Xing cupped his fists and bowed to the Demon Clan in all directions.    

    

How could the Demon Clan down below withstand such a great ceremony? They hurriedly knelt on the ground in fear, and Fang Xiuyuan even crawled to the top of the platform while shouting, "What did Lord Dragon say? This is the duty of a lowly person, how could I deserve such a great gift from you!"    

    

"The Dragon Clan is extremely grateful to the Demon Clan. Even if it has been a million years, or even ten million years, the Demon Clan would not dare to forget you, Lord Dragon!"    

    

Fang Xiuyuan was so anxious that his forehead was covered in sweat, and the millions of Demon Clans down below buried their heads even deeper into the ground.    

    

However, Ao Xing was still unmoved and continued to bow deeply to the Demon Clan in all four directions.    

    

After a long time, Ao Xing finally straightened up. He first smiled and helped Fang Xiuyuan up, then looked at the Demon Clan below and said in a loud voice, "Everyone, this is the second thing I want to say."    

    

“It is true that I am the Dragon Crown Prince, but your Dragon Lord is someone else!”