Chapter 1647: Lan Tiansheng Persuades Diewumeng

On the Luotian White Snake Clan side, Holy Maiden Bai Meng and Old Ancestor Bai Qingfeng temporarily dealt with Bai Xinlan, stabilizing her.

Inside the Mangshan Demon Palace's main hall, Diewumeng met Lan Tiansheng; to be precise, it was Lan Tiansheng who actively sought her out. Their relationship is no longer what it used to be; they are no longer opposed as before. After Lan Tiansheng's threat disappeared, Diewumeng no longer had any previous misgivings.

In a sense, they are the same kind of people, merely trying to survive. Having schemed to this point, they have all survived and obtained what belongs to them; the future of the Mangshan Demon Palace rests on them.

Past grudges have drifted away with the wind, leaving only mutual sighs and the ease of meeting; having cooperated many times, they have established a certain trust foundation. Most importantly, they all have connections to Longshe Shan, each knowing the other's background, so there's no need to guess.

As long as they're not enemies, as long as they're our own people, we can feel at ease.

"What business do you have coming to see me, Lan Tiansheng?" Diewumeng sat on the Demon Emperor's throne above, looking down; her attitude was gentle, with no contempt for Lan Tiansheng, even though after Diewumeng's advancement to the Tribulation Realm, her cultivation and strength rose quickly, enough to overwhelm Lan Tiansheng.

She did not, like Zhang Mang, target her own subordinates; instead she chose a gentle way to pacify them, showing no killing intent. After several battles, Diewumeng realized that relying on herself alone could not resist the enemy; she needed help, and Lan Tiansheng and Black Tiger were qualified helpers.

Lan Tiansheng is more trustworthy than Black Tiger; at least his threat is low, and he still has reputation, so he won't go back on his word.

"Can't I come see you for no reason, Your Majesty the Demon Emperor?" Lan Tiansheng joked.

"Hahaha, Lan Tiansheng, you're still so humorous. Go on, what do you want to do?" Diewumeng glanced at him, finding his address amusing; she didn't like the title 'Your Majesty the Demon Emperor,' but since she is now the Demon Emperor, it naturally fits.

Having taken this position, she naturally must accept all of this; at first she couldn't accept it, but now Diewumeng can say she's immune. After the Tribulation Realm, the dark clouds looming over the Mangshan Mountain Range dispersed, and the danger hid as well—not disappeared, but it will still appear later.

Outside enemies have always been watching covetously, waiting for them to reveal a flaw, or rather, once they fall into a weakened state, they will be targeted immediately.

"My purpose concerns Your Majesty the Demon Emperor." Lan Tiansheng got straight to the point: "Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, what do you think of Qinglong Daoren?"

"Not bad, what's up?" Diewumeng's eyes narrowed slightly, but she had no strong reaction.

Lan Tiansheng continued asking: "Do you understand Longshe Shan?"

Diewumeng looked at Lan Tiansheng doubtfully, trying to see through his heart via his eyes, but unfortunately could not.

Lan Tiansheng blocked his inner thoughts, preventing her from seeing them; Diewumeng did not use divine abilities, but continued to look at him.

"Not very well understood."

Diewumeng answered honestly, having only entered Longshe Shan a few times, each time in a hurry, so naturally she doesn't know it well.

But she still wanted to know Lan Tiansheng's purpose; this person didn't seem to be here just to gossip, but had something important, coming for Longshe Shan?

Or perhaps acting as an envoy?

"Lan Tiansheng, say what you have to say directly, no need to beat around the bush; between us, there's no need for such politeness."

Lan Tiansheng smiled and slowly said: "Since Your Majesty the Demon Emperor asked me to speak, I'll speak directly. Diewumeng, do you know who the master of Longshe Shan is?"

Diewumeng narrowed her eyes and asked: "Could it not be Qinglong Daoren?"

Lan Tiansheng's smile grew richer; he did not immediately answer her question, merely smiling at her.

Feeling uneasy under his gaze, Diewumeng asked: "If not him, then is there someone else?"

Those eyes quickly narrowed, turning sharp; Diewumeng seemed to have realized something, she stood up and stared fixedly at Lan Tiansheng.

Lan Tiansheng smiled: "Your Majesty the Demon Emperor seems to have sensed something."

"Have you seen the master of Longshe Shan?" Diewumeng questioned.

"Not bad, Diewumeng. I won't hide it from you—I'm able to leave Longshe Shan alive and even kill Xu Kongwang thanks to the master's help; this time I came also for the master." Lan Tiansheng spoke frankly.

"Master?" Diewumeng fixed her gaze on Lan Tiansheng, coldly saying: "As expected, you, Lan Tiansheng, have become his follower and even call him master—how could you?"

Lan Tiansheng is a very proud person, not prone to yielding easily.

Even Xu Kongwang, after so many years, couldn't subdue him, nor could Mangshan Demon Emperor Zhang Mang; yet he merely made one trip to Longshe Shan, had his life and death controlled, and still acknowledged that person as master.

In other words, the master of Longshe Shan is someone else, not Qinglong Daoren—how interesting.

But why would Lan Tiansheng tell me this? Isn't he afraid?

"The master's abilities are far beyond what Xu Kongwang and they can match. Diewumeng, your advancement to the Tribulation Realm is thanks to the master's help; this time I came to invite you to join Longshe Shan."

This matter, he did it after receiving Qinglong Daoren's order; it was not his own initiative.

Diewumeng could also join their boat, everyone becoming one family; then they would no longer need to worry about each other.

As one family, naturally there is a family way of doing things.

"Is this the meaning of that master behind you, or of Qinglong Daoren?" Diewumeng laughed.

"Qinglong Daoren is indeed not bad, but his strength is too weak; he cannot make me submit to him."

"I only admire those stronger than me; the weak are not qualified to be my husband. Lan Tiansheng, do you understand what I mean?"

Not refusing is no different from refusing.

Qinglong Daoren is indeed not bad, but still not enough to become her husband.

"I naturally understand Your Majesty the Demon Emperor's meaning; I came not for Qinglong Daoren but for my master." Lan Tiansheng gave a grim smile: "Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, if you see my master, you will be bewitched by him."

"Then you will naturally be willing to become the master's woman."

Diewumeng waved her hand: "Alright, that's also a matter for later; I only have one thing to say: the weak cannot catch my eye."

The weak, in her view, are impossible.

She, Diewumeng, is the Demon Emperor of the Mangshan Demon Palace, and also a proud Demon King.

She will not follow a weak person, nor could she casually agree to marry a weak one.

Only someone stronger than her is qualified to be her man.

"Hahaha, Diewumeng, once you see my master, you'll change your mind." Lan Tiansheng was full of confidence, blindly trusting in Chen Chuyang's strength and charm.

"That's also for later; wait until I see him and then we'll talk." Diewumeng raised her hand to stop Lan Tiansheng from speaking further.

This matter ends here.