Tu Xiao’an continued to watch the show from above, thinking to himself, ’Azure Owl is Level 20, and so is Golden Pupils. These two Super level Creatures have superior bloodlines, and their combat power is far greater than that of ordinary Spirit Monsters.’

But having them face a human Rank Three Creature was stretching them a bit thin.

It was obvious that Du Tianyi was holding back and not using his full strength. He hadn’t even revealed his true abilities yet.

To become the leader of Team One in the Demon Management Bureau, he had to have something special about him.

Back then, the leader of Team Two, Leng Shuang, possessed Elemental Frost Power. And since this Du Tianyi was a Rank Three Creature, he must be even more extraordinary.

Tu Xiao’an had been observing the whole time, extremely curious about what kind of abilities he possessed.

"Big Ox, do you know what kind of abilities this Du Tianyi has? His kicking techniques are masterfully executed," Tu Xiao’an said, looking down.

The Bull Demon King smiled wryly. "Master, my name is Niu Dali, not Big Ox."

"I like calling you Big Ox. It’s more familiar, isn’t it?"

The Bull Demon King fell silent, like a wife who’d been wronged. ’You’re the master, whatever makes you happy.’

"Have you fought Du Tianyi before?"

The Bull Demon King snorted. "No. But for Du Tianyi to become the number one person in the Demon Management Bureau, his methods must be extraordinary."

"Do you think you can beat him?"

"Hmph... If I wasn’t considering this kid’s special status, I, Old Bull, would have beaten him to a pulp long ago."

Oh... Tu Xiao’an smiled. "Then go on down. You don’t need to beat him to a pulp. Just beat him half to death."

Once he was half-dead, Tu Xiao’an could take him as a War Servant.

Tu Xiao’an had already subdued two Rank Three Demon Spirits, but no human Rank Three Creatures yet. This Du Tianyi was not only powerful but also had a special status, making him an excellent choice for a War Servant who could be of great use.

Vaguely, Tu Xiao’an’s mind drifted to that interesting Crow. He had originally said he would get it out of the Demon Management Bureau in three days, but he had clearly broken his promise.

’I wonder if that Crow is drawing circles to curse me.’

If he could subdue Du Tianyi, he might be able to get that Crow out. Or, more directly, Tu Xiao’an could then come and go from the Demon Management Bureau as he pleased.

"Iron Rod, come!"

A terrifying and brutal aura surged from the Bull Demon King. He stretched out a hand, and his Iron Rod materialized, which he gripped tightly. He leaped up abruptly and roared to the heavens, "You, surnamed Du! Take a blow from Old Bull!"

Tu Xiao’an’s face darkened. ’Does he even have to plagiarize his catchphrase? Can’t he have a little style of his own?’

Down below, Du Tianyi saw the vicious Bull Demon King leap down to strike him. His face twisted in burning fury, his eyes flashing with unstoppable rage. He roared, "You treacherous Bull Demon! Good of you to come down. Now, die!"

Du Tianyi felt that this bull had set him up, leading him into this predicament. A white Qi flame erupted around him, and with an incomparably violent punch carrying the Might of Heaven and Earth, he blasted it toward the descending Iron Rod.

This was a direct, head-on confrontation, showing just how confident he was.

Who would dare to meet the Bull Demon King’s Iron Rod with their bare fist? A normal person would be scared to death.

BANG...

A single fist shook the Iron Rod. The air crackled and popped as a fierce wind rose, accompanied by thunder and lightning.

"Haha... A good fist, to be able to block Old Bull’s rod. Again!"

An incredibly powerful Battle Intent erupted from the Bull Demon King’s eyes. He let out a great breath in mid-air, then spun around abruptly. His hands moved like a downpour—PA PA PA—striking the air and creating a rumbling sound like violent thunder. In an instant, the Bull Demon King smashed out seventeen or eighteen strikes, his two arms blurring into the afterimage of a bull in the air.

It looked like he was really planning to smash Du Tianyi into a meat paste.

There is no love or hatred in this world without a reason. In the past, the Bull Demon King had been extorted more than a few times by Du Tianyi, who took advantage of his status with the Demon Management Bureau.

He also frequently made him do his dirty work. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

For example, when Du Tianyi wanted someone to disappear from this world, the Bull Demon King was the one to carry it out. He had long been holding a grudge in secret.

Du Tianyi hadn’t expected this bull to be so ruthless, to actually be fighting to the death. A sky full of rod-shadows howled down, tearing large rips in space. He didn’t dare to be careless. With a great roar, his white Qi flame intensified, and he met the attack with one punch after another. With every collision, space itself shattered.

His pair of Iron Fists tangled with the Iron Rod, and you could even see his legs lashing out from time to time, kicking the Bull Demon King’s thick, tough hide.

For a moment, the villa’s courtyard was filled with whistling sounds, like the wails of ghosts and howls of gods.

Now that the Bull Demon King had joined the fray, Azure Owl and Golden Pupils immediately withdrew from the battlefield. One flew and one jumped, landing directly on the balcony to become spectators.

"Celestial Master, got any sunflower seeds? I suddenly feel like snacking," Tu Xiao’an said, getting into the show.

Celestial Master Zhang rolled his eyes and ignored him completely.

Having no other choice, Tu Xiao’an took out some Snakeberries from his system to eat as a snack, sharing a few with Azure Owl and Golden Pupils.

’Watching a show without something to eat just doesn’t feel right. You can’t get into the atmosphere.’

Celestial Master Zhang had just ignored him. Hmph... ’No Snakeberries for him.’ Tu Xiao’an was just that petty right now.

At this moment, the battle below had formed a swirling vortex of a storm. The close-quarters combat was truly spectacular.

Normally, the physical bodies of Demon Spirits are very strong, and their combat power is generally greater than that of human Martial Cultivators. This bull, in particular, was thick-skinned, tough-fleshed, and impervious to blades and spears.

But Du Tianyi, relying on just his fists and feet, was fighting him to a standstill, which left Tu Xiao’an quite astonished.

Moreover, Du Tianyi still hadn’t used any special abilities.

After more than a dozen rounds, Tu Xiao’an’s expression grew serious. He saw a special energy fluctuation emerge from around Du Tianyi below. Suddenly, the air seemed to boil, and even Azure Owl and Golden Pupils grew restless.

Celestial Master Zhang, however, was calm and unaffected. He was a Rank Three Snake Flood Dragon, after all; a man destined to become a Dragon one day.

It’s unclear what Du Tianyi did, but the Bull Demon King was sent flying with a kick. He had a completely dumbfounded look on his face because his Iron Rod was now in Du Tianyi’s hands.

A confident, cold sneer appeared on Du Tianyi’s face. He tapped the Iron Rod lightly with his finger, and the rod, which must have weighed an unknown number of kilograms, suddenly went limp.

That’s right, it went limp, forming a wavy shape and starting to twist.

Anyone who didn’t know better would have thought it was a rope.

This...?

Tu Xiao’an watched in amazement. What kind of bizarre technique was Du Tianyi using to turn the Iron Rod into something like a twisted dough rope?

The Bull Demon King had a "what the hell" expression on his face, wondering if this was even his Iron Rod.

His Iron Rod was supposed to be indestructible and divinely powerful. How could it be twisting like it was dancing, even looking somewhat graceful?

"Du Tianyi, what did you do to Old Bull’s rod?!"

Du Tianyi shot the panicked Bull Demon King a contemptuous glance, flicked the Iron Rod with his finger—DING...—and a piercing metallic sound rang out. The Iron Rod returned to its normal state.

’What the hell kind of ability is that? It’s so magical.’