Chapter 340: What is the purpose? (Monthly ticket bonus 12)

But halfway through speaking, the guard was a bit confused and asked in bewilderment:

"But, hasn't he already accepted the Demon Emperor Order? Doesn't this already..."

He has already taken the benefits given by the Demon Emperor, so isn't he already part of the Demon Emperor Party? Can he still spit them back out? Would His Majesty the Demon Emperor acknowledge that?

"Just because he took the Demon Emperor Order, does that mean he is definitely the Demon Emperor's man? Heh."

Seeing the guard's dull appearance, the old man clapped his hands and laughed, asking:

"Think about it carefully again, what did he do after receiving the Demon Emperor Order?"

"What did he do? He used the Demon Emperor Order... Oh!"

The guard finally realized the main point, his eyes lit up, and he said excitedly:

"He didn't do anything!"

Not too stupid yet.

The old man nodded, his tone carrying a hint of admiration for Ren Yidao:

"Correct, he actually didn't do anything."

"He simply wasted this precious opportunity for nothing."

He pointed to the second withered branch, his fingertips tapping lightly on the couch:

"Accepting the Demon Emperor Order shows his respect for the Demon Emperor and indicates that he is not the kind of idiot who only knows how to be unruly."

"Using the Demon Emperor Order to make two opposing groups hold hands and dance, while having the Wavering Party supervise, that is even more brilliant."

"His true meaning is telling everyone that he understands the situation, but he will not intervene in these matters."

"To summarize this series of actions of his, it is showing his attitude to everyone."

"He is saying: 'I don't understand anything, but don't you think I really don't understand anything.'"

Do whatever you want, go play by yourselves, don't bother me.

The old man placed the second withered branch on top of the previous one and said indifferently:

"This is the second point."

"A very interesting young man with a lot of character."

After talking for a long time, the old man shook his head and laughed, stroking his beard pleasantly:

"However, will things really be as simple as you think?"

"If you want to stay out of it, can you really get your wish?"

Heh.

The old man seemed to see that not-so-simple youth and chuckled:

"Do you think this is a place where you can come and go as you please?"

"Since you are already in the middle of it, now you want to jump out..."

The old man chuckled twice, picked up the third withered branch with his fingertips, bent his finger to snap it, and threw it aside.

"Too late."

"Achoo!"

Ren Yidao sneezed, raised his hand to rub his nose, and muttered:

"Which unruly subject is bad-mouthing me behind my back again?"

"Could they be discussing how to harm me?"

There must be some unruly subject plotting something!

After muttering a few words, Ren Yidao thought of his own brilliant maneuver and laughed to himself.

Joy.

"I wonder what kind of expressions those guys have now, how is their dancing going? They must be very chaotic right now, right? Hahahaha!"

"Forget it, I won't think about it, those Wavering Party members already used Recording Stones to keep files, I should be able to see it later."

As a master of watching the show, how could Ren Yidao miss such a wonderful scene? He had long since prepared a backup plan.

He had every supervising Wavering Party member hold a Recording Stone to record the intimate scenes between the two sides.

He did this to teach them a lesson.

My friends, it's not that easy to be a fence-sitter.

Want to gain benefits from both sides while offending neither?

How can there be such a good thing in this Heaven and Earth?

Since you don't want to choose voluntarily, then I will help you choose.

Come, offend both sides severely for me!

Now, with the dark history of both sides in your hands, you have no other way out~

Either join one side and become a faction of your own, and you will never be able to return to that scumbag situation of being unclear with both sides.

"I really am a great philanthropist."

Ren Yidao was actually very clear about what kind of turmoil his previous actions would cause.

Regarding this, he was very satisfied.

Since you keep staring at me, I'll let you open your eyes!

Experience the joy of the chaotic camp together!

Admittedly, Ren Yidao's actions were not as simple as they appeared on the surface; he had his own plans and purposes.

However, Ren Yidao would never have imagined that one day his actions would be interpreted with so many layers of meaning.

Are you all talking about me?

Me, did I originally think like that?

How come I don't know about it!

It feels like being treated as a reading comprehension question.

For Ren Yidao, he hadn't considered things that complicatedly at the time.

To put it plainly, he actually only had three thoughts back then.

First, I, Huhu, am free.

So what if it's the Demon Emperor?

I have my own thoughts; it doesn't mean that just because you gave me something, I must be your person.

This Demon Emperor Order, I will use it however I please.

You all treat it like a treasure, but I insist on not wanting it.

Second, because it's interesting.

Making a bunch of sworn enemies who don't get along in private hold hands and dance, watching them fake smiles with expressions of utter frustration—isn't that a very pleasant thing to see?

How interesting!

Third... no one said the Demon Emperor Order can only be used once, right?

Mo Qi said that the Demon Emperor Order would be taken back after being used... he didn't say after how many uses it would be taken back.

I used it once, that's having used it; using it ten times is also having used it.

It's just like that thing; no matter the degree of wear and tear, it's all the same, there's no difference.

It's all "used by a girl, 99% new."

"Anyway, I'm just a bumpkin who doesn't understand anything. Even if there really is a problem, I can attribute it to others not explaining it clearly to me."

In summary, it's all Mo Qi's fault.

It's all because he didn't explain it clearly that I misunderstood!

Yeah, that's it.

A perfect scapegoat.

Mo Qi, walking in front to lead the way, heard Ren Yidao's laughter and felt a chill run through his body; he had an uneasy feeling in his heart, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

"..."

With his mouth twitching a few times, Mo Qi gritted his teeth and continued to lead the way, trying hard to pretend he hadn't noticed anything.

"Speaking of which, do you have any other forms?"

Mo Qi's footsteps faltered, and he turned back to look at Ren Yidao, only to find that he had already pressed tightly behind him at some point, looking him up and down.

So close!!?

Startled, Mo Qi dared not lash out; suppressing his fear and the urge to punch him away, he took two steps back and asked:

"What do you mean?"

When Mo Qi retreated silently, Ren Yidao did not continue to follow and press close.

Being able to scare him once was enough; any more would be boring.

"I mean, can you become like me?"

Ren Yidao pointed to his own face and smiled:

"I have lived in Shenzhou for a long time and am used to this kind of transformation; I'm a bit unaccustomed to your kind."

Mo Qi frowned, and asked in a tone that Ren Yidao found somewhat difficult to understand:

"Do those compatriots in Shenzhou prefer to change into the appearance of the Human Race rather than the appearance of the Demon Race?"

Ren Yidao blinked, feeling a bit strange:

"Isn't this very normal?"

"There will always be opportunities to deal with the Human Race. Changing into this appearance makes communication more convenient, and with a little careful disguise, at least you won't end up fighting immediately."

And Mo Qi, after a moment of silence, said in a low voice:

"... This is a tragedy."

"To actually abandon the great appearance of the Demon Race for such a reason, this is truly too pathetic."

Regarding Mo Qi's sentimentality and anger, Ren Yidao smiled noncommittally:

"The Demon Race within Shenzhou doesn't live as easily as those overseas. Compared to that so-called dignity of the Demon Race, whether one can survive is what matters most."

Ren Yidao was not completely spouting nonsense.

How the Demon Race within Shenzhou lives? He had a lot of say in that.

It's very miserable.

There are quite a few Demon Race in the Eastern Wasteland, and their strength is not weak, but they only hide in the shadows, not daring to show their heads easily.

The Demon Race in Beiming is even closer to extinction, with the Northern Qian Dynasty leading troops to slaughter them; there aren't many Great Demon who have amounted to anything in the entire Shenzhou.

Although he hasn't been to the Southern Border and Western Desert, he doesn't know the specific situation, but he imagines it's much the same.

It is no exaggeration to say that in Shenzhou, the Demon Race are weaklings to be slaughtered by others.

To put it bluntly, the fact that the Demon Race hasn't been completely exterminated is not because the Human Race can't do it, but because they do it on purpose.

Keeping the Demon Race is for cultivating the next generation, and also for obtaining resources from Demon Beast in a sustainable way.

It's nothing more than raising pigs.

Mo Qi was not an idiot who couldn't listen to reason, but after a long silence, he still shook his head and said firmly:

"But even so, they shouldn't cast aside the glory of being the Demon Race!"

"How can they not understand? One day, we will definitely go to save them..."

Ren Yidao smacked his lips and waved his hand impatiently.

"Alright, alright, just listen to these words yourself; don't say them to me."

Why tell me all this? I'm not some member of the Demon Race waiting to be saved.

As for Huhu, I am on the side of the Human Race!

"But..."

"No 'buts'."

Seeing that Mo Qi still wanted to say something, Ren Yidao frowned and said in an unkind tone:

"After all that nonsense, are you going to transform or not?"

Are you going to transform or not!

Transform for me!

Feeling a malice from the other party that had never appeared before, Mo Qi's mouth twitched, and he said in a muffled voice:

"... I'll transform."

He took a deep breath, turned his head away in humiliation, and an astonishing change appeared in his figure.

His tall body shrank significantly, and when it finally stopped, the top of his head barely exceeded Ren Yidao's shoulder.

Looking at the thin, small youth with a green, immature face who was turning his head away while gritting his teeth in indignation, Ren Yidao tilted his head curiously.

Hm?

What a fine, one-meter-sixty-tall great man!

Eh?

He circled around mini Mo Qi several times, and finally said strangely:

"So, this is your true appearance."

Mo Qi: "..."

The stubborn youth said nothing, turning his head away, attempting to ignore this detestable fellow.

But as soon as he turned his head, his head was forcefully turned back.

"Were you deliberately disguising yourself before?"

"..."

"Speak!"

"... Yes."

Mo Qi's fists clenched and unclenched, wishing he could crush his teeth, but in the end, he deflated powerlessly.

Case solved.

Ren Yidao suddenly realized, understanding Mo Qi's previous resistance:

"I was wondering why you were rambling on about all that nonsense to me before; so it was all because of this!"

You kept talking to me about the dignity of the Demon Race, but it turns out you were just ashamed to be seen.

Actually, one meter sixty is quite good too.

As long as you part your hair in the middle, you'll look just like an expert!

Slap.

Mo Qi raised his hand to swat away the black hand Ren Yidao was using to try and mess with his hair, snorted angrily, and walked forward quickly.

"Keep up!"

"Do not keep the Emperor waiting!"

His tone was stiff, but paired with his current appearance, it actually amused Ren Yidao.

"Fine, fine, fine, I'm walking, I'm walking, just make sure you don't cry!"

Mo Qi stumbled under his feet and strode forward without looking back.

"Hmph!!!"

"Judging by the location, this Demon Imperial Palace should be on the bird's head."

The entire Demon Emperor City was built upon the body of the Phoenix Demon God; the Demon Imperial Palace was not in the safest center, but was instead chosen to be on the foremost phoenix head.

"Does this have some special meaning?"

"Is the Demon Emperor the helmsman of this Demon Emperor City?"

Although Ren Yidao had many thoughts, unfortunately, there was no one now who could answer his questions.

Mo Qi had stopped shortly after entering the area of the Demon Imperial Palace, halting before the palace gate and proceeding no further.

Only Ren Yidao remained, walking alone in this massive and quiet palace.

As he walked further and further, the doubts in Ren Yidao's heart grew larger and larger.

"This is a palace?"

It wasn't as if Ren Yidao hadn't been to a palace before; he had even been to the Inner Palace and the Cold Palace!

But compared to the Beiqian Imperial Palace, the Demon Imperial Palace was far too desolate.

In the entire Demon Imperial Palace, one could not even find a single servant.

Here, Ren Yidao could not see a single moving figure, nor could he even sense the aura of any living thing.

"Is this really the Demon Imperial Palace? And not some Demon Emperor dungeon?"

Ren Yidao muttered to himself in his heart, but his feet never stopped for even half a step, and he continued to stride forward fearlessly.

Finally, after walking for who knows how long, he saw his target.

At the end of the road, a massive palace made entirely of red gold stood silently.

After walking up nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, Ren Yidao stopped before the enormous palace gates.

Knock, knock.

"Is anyone there?"

Ren Yidao knocked on the door quite politely, but no response came from within.

"Then I'm going to push it open!"

Seeing this, Ren Yidao raised both hands and slowly pushed the great doors.

Creak...

Accompanied by an illusory, faint sound, Ren Yidao saw the scene behind the doors.

Boom—

He saw a ball of fire.

Or perhaps it was light.

Dazzling and scorching radiance surged toward him, as if to melt his pupils.

Facing the approaching firelight, Ren Yidao could not help but narrow his eyes.

"This is..."

Just before Ren Yidao could see clearly, the firelight vanished as quickly as it had appeared, and the scene before his eyes gradually recovered.

Within the firelight, a seductive silhouette gradually revealed itself; a tall, curvaceous figure wearing a phoenix crown lay on her side upon a massive phoenix bed, looking down with disdain at the youth standing at the doorway.

Is this the Demon Emperor?

So it is a female demon.

Before Ren Yidao could speak, the Demon Emperor spoke first.

Her voice was flat, seemingly devoid of any emotion, yet her words made Ren Yidao's heart skip a beat.

She said:

"What is the purpose of the Human Race sending you here?"

!!!

Hearing these words, Ren Yidao's eyes narrowed even tighter.

The visitor... is not coming with good intentions.