I Seize Opportunities With My Life Script System

Shen Mo and Fu Zu exchanged a glance, then simultaneously picked up the Mingxin Fruit without hesitation.

They had never seen such a fruit before, but one thing was certain.

The demons had no reason to poison them.

Between humans and demons, there was little direct conflict of interest.

The ones these demons hated most were in fact the Dark Demon Kingdom's clans.

Shen Mo bit through the fruit's skin.

The flesh within swiftly transformed into sweet liquid, flowing into his body and nourishing his limbs and bones.

In the blink of an eye, his state of mind grew tranquil.

Within a few breaths, his holy soul had grown noticeably stronger.

Fu Zu smiled. "Many thanks for the Great Priest's hospitality."

Shen Mo also cupped his hands in salute.

The Great Priest then smiled. "You are humans. Why have you come to our Demon Valley?"

Shen Mo and Fu Zu shared a look.

Only then did Shen Mo speak. "We came seeking treasure. Among my people there was once a senior known as the Desolate Venerate. In ancient times, one of his Great Dao artifacts shattered, and a fragment was lost here in Demon Valley."

He naturally would not reveal that he sought the Ancestral Demon Land.

The Ancestral Demon Land was also an irresistible lure for demons.

To prevent complications, it was best to conceal that truth.

Fu Zu regarded Shen Mo with a smile.

This junior was truly clever and perceptive.

Without a word spoken, a mere glance was enough for him to know what to say and how to act.

The Great Priest nodded. "So that is it… The Desolate Venerate's name is known even to us."

"I wonder, what are the honored guests' names?"

Shen Mo and Fu Zu gave their names.

The Great Priest looked at Fu Zu with surprise. "So you are Fu Zu. I have heard your name before."

Fu Zu smiled and nodded.

Then her gaze shifted to Shen Mo. "And this one—so very young. You must be one of the human race's new Saints."

"What you said earlier, about dealing with the Dark Demon Kingdom, was very good."

"But we still need—"

Her words were cut short.

A bloodied commander burst into the tent.

"Great Priest! Disaster! Someone betrayed the tribe. Our pass has been broken by the Dark Demon Army!"

"The army is led by Anboluo. In the time it takes for one stick of incense to burn, they will reach the camp!"

The Great Priest's face darkened.

Treachery, the pass destroyed…

Their tribe was doomed to annihilation.

Even with a method to counter the Dark Demon Kingdom, it could not solve this immediate crisis.

She slammed her staff against the ground. "Quickly, organize the evacuation! Women and children first!"

"Even if the Dark Demon Army slaughters us, we must preserve the final ember of our Gangfeng Tribe."

She turned to Shen Mo and Fu Zu. "You two must go as well. You are human, and the demons hate your kind most of all."

Shen Mo and Fu Zu both rose to their feet.

"How many troops does the Dark Demon Army have? Who is their strongest?" Shen Mo asked suddenly.

The Great Priest sighed. "At least ten Demon Saints, the weakest at the First Realm of the Chidi Demon Saint."

"The strongest is Anboluo, First Realm Tongtian Demon Saint."

"Our Gangfeng Tribe can rely only on the formations we laid down beforehand to resist briefly and delay them."

"But once Anboluo appears, no one will escape."

First Realm Tongtian Demon Saint…

Shen Mo and Fu Zu locked eyes.

Fu Zu muttered, "If I still had the Futian Treasure Realm, I could resist this Anboluo. But now…"

Shen Mo interrupted. "Fu Zu, do you have a way to trap Anboluo?"

Fu Zu nodded, "Of course there is. My skills are not all tied to the Futian Treasure Realm."

Shen Mo smiled, "Good. As long as you can restrain him, I can kill him."

Fu Zu looked puzzled. Shen Mo was so confident—on what grounds? Even if Shen Mo had been hiding his realm, he would be no higher than the Seventh Realm of Chidi. How could such a cultivation face a Tongtian Saint Realm?

Fu Zu had seen Shen Mo's ways before; the man never acted without purpose and never boasted recklessly. If he spoke so, there must be a method to accomplish it. After thinking, he nodded once more, "Very well."

Shen Mo grinned, "Thank you, Senior Fu Zu."

The two strode out of the tent.

Outside, chaos reigned. Battle-ready demons formed ranks while the old, weak, and children gathered to evacuate. Others were activating formations and planting Saint Spirit Stones.

The Great Priest and the commanders were arranging defenses urgently. Even if they could not stop Anboluo and the Dark Demon Army, they must buy time for the Gangfeng Tribe's elders, women, and children to flee.

Mo Mingyu rushed to Shen Mo and Fu Zu. She frowned and barked, "The Great Priest told me to escort you away. Leave now!"

Shen Mo shook his head and pointed south. "We can't. They're already here."

Mo Mingyu turned and saw it at once: overwhelming black mist surging like a tide of countless vengeful spirits, as if hell itself sought to consume the world.

At the front, the demonic aura coalesced into a humanoid shape. Over ten zhang tall, purple-black skin, covered in jagged protrusions, and two additional pairs of arms sprouting from its flanks—truly fearsome. It was Anboluo, leader of the Dark Demon Army.

Anboluo looked down at the pale-faced demons in the Gangfeng Tribe and laughed, "Ha! A mere mid-sized tribe and you still want to run? Remain!"

He waved a massive hand and endless demonic qi surged, sealing the camp in an instant. In other words, the Gangfeng Tribe's elders and children were already trapped before they could escape.

All the demons turned ashen.

The Great Priest forced a smile. "Anboluo, our Gangfeng Tribe wishes to surrender. Will you spare our lives?"

Anboluo sneered, "Surrender? Why surrender now? Too late!"

He then noticed two humans. "Hm? Two humans?" Anboluo was surprised—humans seldom came to the edge of the universe, and he had not seen any for many years. The Dark Demon Kingdom had been at war with Demon Valley tribes, not fighting humans. That task usually fell to the Five Saint Demon Kingdom or the Corpse-Demon Kingdom. They rarely encountered humans, so Anboluo thought it fitting to torment these uncommon prey.

He laughed wickedly, "Since my birth I have never tasted human flesh. Will you two enter my belly so I may savor some fresh meat?"

Shen Mo smiled faintly. "You are Anboluo? I've heard you are the strongest among the Dark Division's three demon lords. The other two admit they are beneath you."

Anboluo roared with laughter, "Human brat, such bold words! For that, I'll keep your head as a trophy!"

Shen Mo smiled again. "You, as one of the Dark Division's lords, do not benefit the Dark Division and instead serve the Filth Division like a dog. Do you deserve to command these Dark Division demons?"