Chapter 2389 - 2390: Backer

"Super eater? Who?"

Yang Fei was somewhat doubtful and uncertain.

His Divine Thought spread out, and in an instant, he discovered a round creature in front of the Yinxue Tower, startling him.

"This guy has already survived the second Heavenly Tribulation, and he's actually a Demon Marshal!"

Chen Xingzhu rolled her eyes at him. "What, are you afraid?"

Yang Fei snorted, stood up, and said calmly.

"Even a Demon Marshal, I wouldn't fear the Qiongqi Demon God either."

He stood up and walked boldly toward the entrance of Yinxue Tower, alongside Chen Xingzhu.

Chen Xingzhu sighed as she walked.

"I'm just a little woman; I'm quite scared of this creature. It looks silly, but he's actually a Demon Marshal."

"His appetite is astonishing; I don't know what Qiongqi Sect's intention is in sending him here."

Yang Fei laughed heartily and shrugged his shoulders.

"If he wants to eat, let him eat. Can he really swallow the Earth whole?"

Suddenly, Chen Xingzhu thought of something, shuddered, and showed an expression of immense fear.

"Now that you mention it, I'm even more afraid—swallowing a planet wouldn't be impossible for those Ancient Primordial Fiends."

Yang Fei's body stiffened instantly, standing still.

In ancient legends, some powerful Demonic Beasts could swallow the stars and hold the sun and moon in their hands.

If this Demon Marshal before them is such a beast and eats Earth as a snack, they'd be doomed.

For a moment, the two exchanged glances, having no idea what to do.

Yang Fei considered it and shook his head.

"Even if he is that fierce of an Ancient Demonic Beast, he should still be in his growth phase."

"Just a little Demon Marshal, how could he swallow the stars? I think you're overthinking it."

After saying this, Yang Fei ignored Chen Xingzhu and headed to the entrance of Yinxue Tower.

Standing in place, Chen Xingzhu sighed worriedly and quickened her pace to keep up with Yang Fei.

At the entrance of Yinxue Tower, a Demon Marshal in a red robe was scratching his bald head, looking puzzled at the white jade portal of Yinxue Tower, as if contemplating whether it was edible.

Watching it, his saliva started to drip.

He exhaled a reddish mist from his mouth, enveloping the entire white jade portal.

The white jade portal, over three zhang tall and majestic, suddenly softened like tofu when the reddish mist hit it.

The Demon Marshal leaned forward, opened his mouth wide for a bite, nodding repeatedly with a satisfied smile as he showed he enjoyed the food.

In a flash, he had gobbled up the entire white jade portal clean.

Yang Fei arrived at the entrance while the magnificent white jade portal had been completely devoured by the Demon Marshal.

For all Yang Fei's bravery, at this moment, he couldn't help but feel his skin crawl.

The scene was both amusing and terrifying.

Yang Fei gathered all his Spiritual Power and slowly approached the Demon Marshal.

The bald and chubby Demon Marshal looked up and, seeing Yang Fei, chuckled foolishly.

"Is there anything else to eat? I'm hungry..."

Yang Fei nodded, seeing the sincere look in his eyes as though he simply wanted something to eat, and smiled slightly.

"You've eaten enough; come, I'll treat you to some wine."

"There's wine? Great!"

The bald-headed Demon Marshal in a red robe gleefully followed Yang Fei, and the two headed toward the inner court of Yinxue Tower.

Yang Fei brought the Demon Marshal to his wine cellar, where several tons of exquisite wine brewed by him and Jianmu were stored.

This wine was extraordinary—spiritual wine whose single drop could intoxicate a mortal.

Yang Fei had plans in mind. No matter how strong the Demonic Beast, if it got drunk, it would be easier to handle.

Upon entering the wine cellar, the bald Demon Marshal's eyes sparkled, his energy rejuvenated.

He took a deep breath, his mouth watering profusely.

He looked at Yang Fei, drooling with anticipation, but didn't immediately eat.

Yang Fei pointed to a vat of spiritual wine in the cellar. "All of this is yours."

The bald Demon Marshal was overjoyed, unceremoniously grabbing a vat containing over a hundred kilograms of wine.

With a slap, he opened the mud seal, lifting the vat high, slightly tilting the opening.

Wine poured down like a stream, directly into his wide-open mouth, splashing everywhere.

Watching Yang Fei and this wild Demon Marshal suddenly having a drinking contest, Chen Xingzhu was anxious but didn't understand Yang Fei's intention, so she dared not speak.

Thus, human and demon, their contest began, guzzling wine, and they had both drunk over five or six hundred kilograms in an instant.

Yang Fei's Body of the Sun God could reside in the heavens, tangible or intangible. Even if he drank several hundred kilograms of wine, it wouldn't affect him.

However, this Demon Marshal physically had an immense drinking capacity, and after gulping several hundred kilograms, he became increasingly wild, laughing boisterously.

Suddenly, this Demon Marshal flipped upside down and tumbled into an empty vat, then fell to the ground with a thud, snoring loudly.

Yang Fei put down his empty wine vat on the ground, now feeling slightly tipsy.

Chen Xingzhu flipped her wrist, revealing a dagger.

The dagger flickered with black flames, and Chen Xingzhu approached the Demon Marshal with a murderous look.

Knowing what Chen Xingzhu intended, Yang Fei said calmly, "Don't make a move."

Chen Xingzhu halted, turning to look at Yang Fei, her face filled with killing intent.

"Getting him drunk wasn't easy; all I need to do is remove the Demon Marshal's mark on his forehead to break his Immortal Body, then you can burn him with your Phoenix Mysterious Fire."

Yang Fei sighed softly and shook his head.

"Though named Demon Marshal, he's just a glutton without a threat to you. Let him go."

"Let him go?"

Chen Xingzhu looked at Yang Fei as if he were a fool.

"You went to all this trouble just to drink with him?"

Yang Fei shook his head.

"He's merely a simple drunkard, without complex schemes or Demonic Thoughts; such a person doesn't deserve death."

Saying this, a trace of mockery appeared in Yang Fei's eyes.

"Besides, for such a simple-minded guy to survive in the Demon Realm, it's likely not as simple as you think."

"A creature like this either has great strength, is cunningly shrewd, hidden beneath his honest façade."

"Or he has an immensely powerful patron whose strength makes the entire Demon Realm avoid provoking him."

Saying this, Chen Xingzhu suddenly understood and shivered.

"Do you think his patron is the Qiongqi Demon God?"