I Materialized the Cultivation Game

Chapter 87: Chapter 77: Demon Path Demons: Damn, Why Is There a Cow? (Part 2)

Xiaoyu took the phone and saw her senior brother magically take out a flute; she knew his intention and tried to shout at the camera, ”Senior brother, go for it, defeat the Demon Path Demons.”

After shouting, she felt so embarrassed and ashamed.

Chen Han just smiled, ”With junior sister cheering, senior brother will definitely win. Let’s go, Profound Frost Lion-headed Geese.”

Saying that, he picked up the Beast Taming Flute and started to play. Those Lion-headed Geese instantly converged around him, spreading their wings in unison to guard their Patriarch.

Xiaoyu watched, full of admiration. Her senior brother could always do such embarrassing things so nonchalantly.

When could she be thick-skinned like him?

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Outside the Chen Family gate, many tourists had already gathered, especially attracted by the lion head and Ming Di, the Demon Cult Demon. They came early to watch Patriarch Chen’s Lion-headed Goose performance.

Wang Bing was one of them, arriving early with his girlfriend. He and other tourists looked in the direction of Ming Di, wondering if this guy would get stripped again today.

Although this kind of attention-seeking behavior is disliked by most people, Ming Di is different. First, even Patriarch Chen himself interacted with him, and second, this guy was really unlucky, almost stripped with his eggs in danger, providing everyone with lots of amusement.

Seeing his outfit today, with smoky makeup, black patterns all over his face, hair styled specially, and dressed in black Hanfu, doesn’t he look like a Demon Cult Demon?

So in his new video, many of his long-time fans said they were unfollowing, teasing him for truly joining the dark side, abandoning classical music and his identity as a flute-tech blogger.

Ming Di was now in the middle of a group of stray dogs, still holding a bowl of dog food, constantly scattering it to them.

Beside him was his assistant, livestreaming him with a camera.

He, seemingly truly possessed, said to the stray dogs, ”Masters of the Dog Demon Race, I’ve brought the Spirit Soup as requested to enhance your power. Please give your all in today’s battle and help me destroy the Chen Family.”

The assistant holding the phone almost lost it. She felt like her boss suddenly had his Ren and Du Meridians cleared on this abstract road.

But on thinking, it’s understandable. The boss used to be a pure classical music streamer, seriously playing the flute with only a few dozen online viewers at its lowest and under 200 at its peak.

Look at the livestream now, early in the morning, with over 1000 stable viewers online.

Anyone would know which way to choose.

Speaking of tips, he used to earn little after working hard through an entire session with the flute, but now he just says, ’Going to purchase Spirit Soup to collude with the Dog Demon Race, lacking Spirit Stones, could any daoists assist?’ and earns over 2000 in tips.

He spent a few hundred on dog food, profiting from the rest.

She even considered whether she could cosplay a Demon Cult witch, but thinking of her boss getting stripped and almost ruining his eggs for traction made her shiver.

Not to mention getting stripped—she doesn’t have eggs.

The audience in the livestream chat was already betting if her boss would be stripped again this time and if he could protect his eggs.

It seemed nobody had confidence in her boss.

She didn’t know whether to remind her boss.

At this moment, flute music came from inside the Chen Family.

This instantly drew everyone’s attention. Those tourists knew this was Patriarch Chen coming, controlling the Lion-headed Geese with the flute.

Ming Di immediately looked towards the Chen Family gate. Even the happily eating doggies stopped instinctively, seemingly in sync with Ming Di.

This made the audience in Ming Di’s livestream couldn’t help but shout ”666”.

It was as if they had truly allied.

Ming Di, now skilled in his performance, didn’t forget to say to the livestream, ”I feel the kill intent, Patriarch Chen is here with the Profound Frost Lion-headed Geese in full flight, and there’s even a cow... Holy crap!”

He saw Patriarch Chen being carried out by a cow, and was shocked, eyes widened, suddenly feeling doomed.

Why is there a cow?

His reaction was caught by the livestream, and when his assistant directed the camera towards the Chen Family gate, all the viewers knew what happened and started laughing:

”Hahaha, I’m dying, there’s actually a cow!”

”Ming Di, you prepared for geese, and they sent a cow.”

”It’s over, it’s not even about saving the eggs anymore.”

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Those early spectators naturally saw this too, each of them surprised, many taking out their phones to film Patriarch Chen.

Patriarch Chen seemed to have upgraded, with a mount!

Sitting cross-legged on the cow, flute in hand controlling the Profound Frost Lion-headed Geese’s entrance, was simply too cool.

More importantly, Patriarch Chen himself is very handsome.

If he wore Hanfu or a Daoist robe and reversed rode the cow, it would be the scene of a master’s grand entrance seen in films, needing special effects, uncertain if the effect could match this.

Wang Bing saw this scene and was genuinely envious.

Imagining sitting cross-legged on that cow himself, how noteworthy must it be?

”Suddenly, I find Patriarch Chen so handsome!” His girlfriend’s adoration rang out.

Wang Bing felt uncomfortable, being praised in front of him for another man’s handsomeness.

Soon, Chen Han had already controlled the Profound Frost Lion-headed Geese close by, dismounting the cow, teasingly looking at Ming Di, ”Demon Cult Demon, prepare to die!”

Ming Di opened his mouth, almost ready to cry.

Bro, you could’ve mentioned the cow earlier?

This wasn’t in the plan.

The next moment, he heard Patriarch Chen playing the Array Formation notes, followed by the Charge notes, seeing those Lion-headed Geese rushing towards him and the stray dogs.

He didn’t hesitate, immediately flinging the dog food bowl towards the Lion-headed Geese.

Instantly, seemingly chasing the food, the stray dogs instinctively rushed forward, only realizing later, hair standing, barking as they engaged the lion heads in battle again.

The terrifying energy collision raised dust and stones, every clash between Spiritual Beast and Dog Demon seemed to crack the ground.

”Patriarch Chen, this time I won’t fail again.” Ming Di could only brace himself, eyeing the cow menacingly.

It wouldn’t really charge, would it?

At such moments, one has no choice. Hastily drawing a jade flute to his mouth, the very Jade Bamboo Demon Flute he mentioned in his video.

Flute music echoed similar to Chen Han’s, meant to mimic taking control of the Profound Frost Lion-headed Geese.

But next moment, his flute notes halted, eyes widening.

Moo! Moo!

The cow bellowed as it charged towards him.

”Oh crap...” Ming Di’s eyes widened in fear, turning to flee with the cow chasing.

Instantly, a scene of a Mountain-Shaking Spiritual Ox trampling a Demon Cult Demon unfolded.

Ming Di’s assistant dared not hesitate, quickly turning the camera, making the audience laugh, imagining the expected scene happen. Then, Ming Di made the same mistake as last time, as his Hanfu’s long hem caused him to trip.

This startled everyone a bit.

Done for, will something happen?

After all, it’s a cow, regardless if it butts or steps on Ming Di, he’d be wasted.

Luckily, everyone saw the cow stop in front of Ming Di, staring at him closely.

Ming Di could feel the breath of the cow on his face, so scared that he didn’t dare move.

The next moment, he realized Patriarch Chen’s flute melody changed, watching the stray dogs fleeing without a glance back.

These Dog Demons are disloyal!

A flock of white figures rushed towards him, the Lion-headed Geese.

Scared, he instinctively covered his crotch, protecting his eggs.

Quack! Quack!

In an instant, the Lion-headed Geese surrounded Ming Di and pounced on him.

Chen Han, calmly, went to the battlefield between geese and dogs, effortlessly collecting stray Dog Demon Meat into storage.

At this time, Ming Di’s shrill cries sounded, ”Oh crap, it’s you geese, my eggs provoked you...”

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(More to come tonight!)