The White Demon King's medicinal garden was ancient. As a Demon King, it was only natural for him to cultivate Heavenly and Earthly Treasures.
During festivals, he could offer them as gifts. On ordinary days, he could bestow them upon subordinates who had performed meritorious service. It was prestigious, impressive, and a sign of high status.
Much like the Queen Mother of the West's Peaches of Immortality.
The White Demon King probably never imagined in his wildest dreams that on his wedding day, someone would have designs on his medicinal garden.
The hundreds of Demons heavily guarding the medicinal garden's perimeter collapsed without a sound, completely powerless to resist.
Their defeat was no injustice; they had been ambushed by an expert at the Pseudo Demon King Level.
They were lucky just to be alive.
