I Have A Demon God Simulator

Wen Jing was the only senior Peak Grandmaster in the mansion.

A few years ago, during the famine in Jizhou, the Mountain Suppressing King took half of his experts out for a trip.

When he left, it was a grand occasion, and when he returned, only King Zhenshan was left.

Such a strange thing aroused the curiosity and suspicion of many people.

But soon, these curious people died one after another.

He was the only one who had survived until today.

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Wen Jing was dull when he was young, but he persevered and cultivated hard.

It was only after he was over 50 years old that he gradually rose to power.

When he was seventy years old, he finally entered the Grandmaster Realm!

Wen Jing was now 86 years old, but he still had a glimmer of hope to enter the Martial God Realm.

He had only used 16 years to reach the peak of the Zongshi realm from the moment he entered the Zongshi realm. It could be said that he had improved rapidly!

Wen Jing’s temperament is like an old turtle.

During that trip to Jizhou, he happened to have something to attend to and escaped with his life.

After King Zhenshan returned, he noticed that the person he served seemed to be different.

However, Wen Jing pretended that nothing had happened and did what he was supposed to do. He didn’t ask or know anything else.

Therefore, he survived.

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It had been almost ten years since the famine in Jizhou.

In the first three years, the Mountain Suppressing King’s wife, daughter, relatives, and the few surviving personal guards had all died for various reasons, except for Wen Jing.

After that, Lord Mountain Suppressing became even more different from before, as if he had become a completely different person!

Did the death of all his loved ones cause a huge change in his temperament?

Only Wen Jing knew that the cause and effect had to be reversed.

But he didn’t care.

Who was the Mountain Suppressing King and who was the Mountain Suppressing King? What did it have to do with Wen Jing?

As long as he could provide him with cultivation resources, he would be a master worthy of his service!

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As Wen Jing recalled, Lord Zhenshan was holding a bronze mirror and carefully observing the situation.

The scene that appeared in the bronze mirror was Su Mu, who had transformed into a power ghost, appearing from the bottom of the sea and then activating the Hex City to become the Ghost King.

Seeing the warship under Su Mu’s feet and the surrounding corpses turning into demons, the usually calm Mountain Suppression King couldn’t help but frown slightly and think in his heart.

“From its appearance and ability, it should be a power ghost.”

“How many years has it been since such a ghost appeared?”

“Once a power ghost is born, as long as it doesn’t die early, it will definitely cause chaos!”

“Moreover, this aura ghost is somewhat different. It can actually demonize the surrounding things. It’s really powerful.”

“In this way, we can quickly gain momentum.”

“I’m afraid that a ghost king will appear in the near future!”

King Mountain Suppression tapped his fingertips on the table, deep in thought.

In his opinion, the Mighty Ghost in the bronze mirror had already started to gain momentum.

Moreover, he was different from ordinary power ghosts. He had the ability to demonize other things.

As such, as long as there were no major accidents, it was almost certain that this power ghost would become a ghost king!

Facing a Ghost King that was about to mature, there were only two choices.

Or he could immediately use his full strength to destroy it.

Or she could express her goodwill to him earlier and pull him closer.

After thinking for a while, Mountain Suppression King decided to choose the second option.

He had more important things to do at the moment, so there was no need to divert his energy on other things.

Moreover, it was definitely not easy to eliminate such a powerful ghost!

It would not be good if he did not die from hitting the snake but instead suffered.

Moreover, he didn’t have any enmity with this power ghost, so why did he have to fight to the death?

Thinking of this, Mountain Suppressing King instructed Wen Jing,”

“Go to the treasury and take out the treasure chests A-6, C-7, and D-13 and give them to this Ghost King.”

With that, the Lord of Mountain Suppression threw a warrant and the bronze mirror to Wen Jing and added,”

“Oh right, do this yourself.”

Hearing this, Wen Jing was shocked.

The treasure vault of King Zhenshan was full of rare treasures!

After the famine in Jizhou, the Mountain Guarding King’s power became stronger and stronger, and the treasury was filled with treasures.

Wen Jing had never seen the Prince he served value someone so much. He actually gave him three boxes of treasures at once!

What was the origin of the ghost in the bronze mirror?!

“Yes, this subordinate understands!”

Although he was shocked, Wen Jing didn’t seem to be surprised and didn’t ask anything.

For example, how to deal with Situ Zhong.

Because the answer was already very clear.

Situ Zhong could only die if he made an enemy of someone that His Royal Highness wanted to rope in and express goodwill with a large sum of money.

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On the other side, Situ Zhong was hiding in the cabin and drinking.

His face was so gloomy that water was about to drip down. The generals beside him were silent like cicadas in winter. No one dared to provoke him.

Situ Zhong was a mid-stage Grandmaster, so he had a high status under the Mountain Suppressing King.

There were many things that he knew in his heart.

The demons and pirate ships under Su Mu’s command were too terrifying!

Situ Zhong had been holding on until today, and only two of the dozen or so powerful warships were left!

Even if he hid here and there, he couldn’t hold on any longer.

There were no more battleships to buy time for Situ Zhong to escape.

Counting the time, the king must have received the message.

There was no response at this moment. It was probably… Not good!

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“Damn it! You actually don’t care about me anymore!”

Thinking of this, Situ Zhong fiercely threw the wine jug in his hand on the ground and cursed angrily.

Although he didn’t know why the Mountain Suppressing Lord had given up on him, the situation was obvious.

Apart from anger, Situ Zhong also felt a little vexed and regretful.