Chapter 238: with translation of chapter title

Yuan Yao listened, then asked: "Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, do you need me to prove my worth?"

The White Wolf Emperor slowly lifted his eyes.

"I know you still have a younger brother, but..."

The White Wolf Emperor's face darkened abruptly, and he coldly interrupted: "Shut up!"

Yuan Yao didn't expect his reaction to be so intense; she secretly wondered: Could it be that he and his brother are on bad terms? The records say that after the White Wolf Emperor died in battle, the one who took over the demon throne was a wolf demon claiming to be his younger brother.

The White Wolf Emperor now trusts Yuan Yao a bit more.

Because in this world, aside from the Scarlet Cloud Little Princess, no one knows he still has a younger brother.

The White Wolf Emperor said: "You say, the only way to break the death calamity is to stop the great war of the three races?"

"Yes."

"Then what do you think would stop it?"

Upon hearing that, Yuan Yao knew he was wavering.

"My initial idea was to sow discord between the demon and monster clans; that way, they'd have no time to worry about the human race, nor would they invade the cultivation world." From her earlier probing, Yuan Yao knew the two hundred human cultivators sent into the Liuguang Secret Realm had already begun acting separately.

Among them, some may have defected to the demon and monster clans, some may have become undercover agents, and others may have started acting after receiving a mysterious mission.

If so, then let's stir this muddy water even more.

The White Wolf Emperor stared at her, half-believing, half-doubting.

Yuan Yao's gaze fell straight onto the White Wolf Emperor's eyes: "Your Majesty the Wolf Emperor, if you don't want this war to happen, please exert your effort."

The White Wolf Emperor felt offended by her level gaze.

But he suppressed his displeasure, stood up, and said to Yuan Yao: "Do you think I alone can make the three races stop fighting?"

Yuan Yao fixed him with a determined gaze: "You can!"

The White Wolf Emperor blinked slightly.

Yuan Yao said: "If you go with fate, you will accept the death calamity; if you defy fate, you will become the heart of fate. You have strength and strategy, and together with me, Yuan Xiaoliu, what worry is there that we cannot change this predestined fate?"

"I, Yuan Xiaoliu, will help you change your fate."

The White Wolf Emperor's heart jolted, and his mood instantly became complicated.

After meeting Yuan Yao's bright, determined eyes, he actually dared to entertain a fantasy he'd never dared before.

Yuan Yao pressed her lips, she also wanted to use this chance to prove she could alter that set script.

The White Wolf Emperor is an extremely cautious person; he needs some time to calm his emotions and organize his thoughts.

He ordered the guards to take Yuan Yao away.

He also instructed the guards to arrange a side room for her.

"Don't even think about escaping," the White Wolf Emperor said, half-warning, half-threatening.

Yuan Yao: "Okay."

Yuan Yao discovered that the lord's mansion in Yuan City was even more spacious and luxurious, its floor paved with precious xuan crystals.

After following the guards to a side room, she was placed under house arrest.

Not long after, wolf demon guards brought over hot water for bathing.

One of the wolf demon guards, with a cold face, said: "His Majesty thinks you're dirty and ordered you to bathe."

Yuan Yao: "..."

Several guards stood watch inside the side room.

"You may step out first," Yuan Yao said.

The guards remained motionless.

Yuan Yao sat down: "If you don't leave, I won't bathe."

The guards exchanged glances, then closed in on Yuan Yao, intending to strip her clothes and throw her straight into the tub.

Yuan Yao instantly drew her sword, sweeping her gaze over them: "Don't force me to act; I am the honored guest of your Demon Emperor."

The guards' faces twitched slightly.

In the end, they yielded, withdrew from the side room, and shut the door.

In their eyes, Yuan Yao appeared as a male wolf demon, so they couldn't understand why she resisted their presence so strongly.

Yuan Yao rose and shut the door tightly.

Immediately after, she laid a defensive barrier inside the room.

She had no intention of restoring her true appearance; instead, she decided to continue using this visage while staying here.

Behind the screen, Yuan Yao removed her clothes; many parts of her body were already bruised.

A moment later.

After bathing and changing clothes, she felt considerably refreshed.

Yuan Yao sat down, propping her cheeks with her hands, thinking over the events of the past few days.

Xie Yan's figure inevitably surfaced in her mind.

She immediately shook her head, restraining herself from thinking of him again.

Yuan Yao took a deep breath.

She knew that the Youngest Senior Brother would surely come here to look for her next.

Before the Youngest Senior Brother arrives, she must gain the White Wolf Emperor's complete trust.

Yuan Yao strained to recall the histories and tales she had read, hoping to glean more information and clues from them.

…

Elsewhere.

The White Wolf Emperor received a message from Yan Hu, one of the Three Great Demon Sovereigns.

—The human envoy team has already entered the Ten Thousand Mile Plain; from now on it's up to you to act. Remember, stall them as much as possible.

The White Wolf Emperor's expression tightened slightly after receiving the message.

If the Wolf King were still alive, he would certainly dispatch the Wolf King to receive the human envoy team; now not only the Wolf King is dead, but even the Eagle King and Crane King have been killed by those few individuals.

He knows this very well.

The two races of demons and monsters cannot cease at this moment, unless some unforeseeable accident occurs.

His eyes flickered, and he immediately gestured, summoning the Four Great Generals: "You go personally to receive the human envoy team at once."

"Also, spread the word as much as possible that the human envoy team includes a woman as beautiful as a flower."

The Four Great Generals were slightly startled by the words; having followed their own White Wolf Emperor for so many years, they naturally understood his purpose.

"Your Majesty, is this too risky?!" the Gray Wolf Commander said gravely.

"Humans are prone to lying; if what that person says is false…" the Black Wolf Commander added, "the consequences would be unimaginable!"

If the Emperor wishes to prevent a three‑race war, it would amount to betraying the demon and monster races. Should this be discovered, not only the Emperor but the entire wolf clan would be implicated.

"Your Majesty, please consider this carefully!"

The Four Great Generals exchanged glances, then knelt in unison before the White Wolf Emperor.

The White Wolf Emperor stared at them coldly.

"Do you think my decision is wrong?"

"We dare not!" the Four Great Generals answered trembling with fear.

The White Wolf Emperor said, "Then see to it."

Hearing this, the Four Great Generals felt a shock in their hearts and ultimately compromised.

…

Meanwhile.

Across the boundless Ten Thousand Mile Plain lies a place called Spring City.

Compared with other cities heavily guarded and strictly fortified by the demon races, Spring City exudes an air of decay and depravity.

In every street and alley, the demon tribes revel wildly, drinking and making merry; their behavior is unrestrained, their speech filthy, and a chorus of vulgar, lewd noises rises and falls, filling the whole town.

Even more chilling, one can see in the streets some hideously deformed, ferociously terrifying demons savoring human heads and sucking fresh blood.

"Ugh…"

A deep wail suddenly rang out; in Central City, several humans whose disguises were uncovered were bound to crosses. Numerous demons in bizarre garb surrounded those human youths, their bodies battered and scarred on all sides.

These demons' faces were almost all etched with gray‑black demonic markings.

The more demonic markings one bears, the lower that demon's bloodline and power level.

Conversely, demons without markings on their faces are stronger.

The pupils of lower‑rank demons are generally blood‑red or black.