Master of the Demon Emperor

"He is the Demon Lord!"

Lang Huaxin glared at Su Yie, enunciating every word as if he wanted to devour him.

The Purple-Clothed Demon Lord narrowed his eyes and said, "You were not wronged in your defeat!"

He could feel that Su Yie's vital energy was strong, and his cultivation had even reached the Late Stage of the Divine Demon King Realm, far beyond what Lang Huaxin could contend with.

Just months ago, the Demon Lord was also in the realm of a Shape-Shifting Great Demon. Such talent was simply terrifying.

In comparison, what kind of genius was Lang Huaxin?

Su Yie asked calmly, "A good dog doesn't stand in the way."

"You..."

Lang Huaxin was so furious he almost drew his sword, but he refrained from taking action because this was Chang An.

With the Purple-Clothed Demon Lord present, he was not afraid of Su Yie at all.

"Demon spawn, you certainly talk big," the Purple-Clothed Demon Lord said with a cold sneer, clearly not intending to make way.

Su Yie frowned. The Purple-Clothed Demon Lord had appeared on the new members' list before; he hadn't invited him. Knowing this would happen, he really should have pulled him in and directly eradicated him.

With that thought, Su Yie took out the Zhou Wu Sword and pointed it at the Purple-Clothed Demon Lord and others, saying, "The Emperor of Mighty Tang invited me here, and this is the reception I get, truly laughable."

At these words, the Purple-Clothed Demon Lord couldn't help frowning.

He wasn't afraid of Li Mengde; rather, he thought of what the leader of the sect had said.

Let the Demon Lord meet Li Mengde first, then investigate the death of the Lord of White Karma.

If the Lord of White Karma's death was not caused by the Demon Lord, then the Demon Lord could become a sharp blade for Mighty Tang.

Most crucially, the Demon Lord's background was unclear; should they kill the Demon Lord, they might offend an enormous entity.

The Demon Sect was strong, but it could only operate within the Seven Dynasties; moreover, not even the Seven Dynasties had been conquered by the Demon Sect, with the Qingyi Sect also being a thorn in their side.

Many cultivators and civilians around them were watching.

"They are people from the Demon Sect!"

"Monsters and demons gather together; Chang An is truly a place of dark miasma!"

"Isn't that Lang Huaxin, the number one talent of the Demon Sect? Why has he lost his composure like this?"

"Could that monster be the Demon Lord? Have you forgotten? Several months ago at Sunset Ravine, Lang Huaxin suffered a terrible defeat at the feet of the Demon Lord."

"Tsk-tsk, if it's the Demon Lord, it is indeed possible. It's said that the Emperor is quite fond of the Demon Lord."

The cultivators were whispering among themselves, making Lang Huaxin's face look even uglier.

If Su Yie doesn't die, his stain of defeat will be hard to wash away.

"Are you going to make way, or not?"

Su Yie said sternly, with the air of being ready to take action.

"We'll not make way. What can you do about it?"

Lang Huaxin taunted, hoping to provoke Su Yie into action so that they could justifiably kill him.

"Then I'll just take another route!"

Su Yie snorted coldly, and after speaking, he turned away to leave.

"Stop!"

Lang Huaxin was frantic. Can't you have a bit more presence as a Demon Lord?

Su Yie ignored him and walked off on his own toward another street. Lang Huaxin wanted to follow but was stopped by the Purple-Clothed Demon Lord.

"Do not attack him yet."

The Purple-Clothed Demon Lord said in a deep voice, nearly driving Lang Huaxin to spit blood with frustration.

Before the Demon Lord, he dared not make any demands and could only endure in silence.

His expression incited further discussion among the cultivators.

"Tsk-tsk, Lang Huaxin is going to be angered to death."

"The Demon Lord is truly impressive, casually leaving from the Demon Sect's grasp."

"The poor number one genius of the Demon Sect."

"It's said that the Leader of the Demon Cult is coming. Do you think he will try to win over the Demon Lord?"

Listening, Lang Huaxin became even more depressed, with anger surging to his head, causing him to feel dizzy.

Wasn't it he who pushed the Demon Lord away? Shouldn't the Demon Lord be the one in an awkward position?

Why are they always mocking me?

"What are you looking at! Keep looking and I'll gouge out your eyes and tongues!"

Lang Huaxin cursed angrily as the cultivators had no choice but to disperse, yet some still mocked him under their breath, making him furiously explode with rage.

In Chang An, one must not kill in the streets.

Especially now, with Mighty Tang at war with various dynasties and actively seeking allies. If he were to attack cultivators from other sects, who would dare to support Mighty Tang?

Elsewhere.

Su Yie strolled down the street, ignoring the strange looks around him, and sneered inwardly, "Just wait until my Divine Shadow Legion has recovered, I'll show you all!"

At that moment within Emperor Su's Sect, Demon Lord Qing Yan spoke up.

Demon Lord Qing Yan, "Is the Demon Lord present? The leader of our Demon Cult suspects you of killing the Lord of White Karma and may target you in Chang An City."

Black Tiger Emperor, "The Demon Lord is already powerful enough to kill the Lord of White Karma?"

Su Yie, "I just encountered the Purple-Clothed Demon Lord, why are you signaling me? Shouldn't you be siding with the Demon Cult?"

Demon Lord Qing Yan, "I want to be the leader of the Demon Cult!"

Li Huahun, "Don't panic, I will soon arrive in Chang An City. Whoever dares to harm you, I will wipe out their entire sect!"

He Youming, "Demon Lord Qing Yan, you truly are ambitious."

Shangguan Wuji, "Oh my! Big Brother Li, take it easy, don't extinguish my Demon Cult. Just kill Wei Niantian."

...

Indeed, like master, like disciple!

They have the exact same selfish faces!

Su Yie couldn't help but admire Demon Lord Qing Yan.

So bold and generous!

Joining the sect, he straightforwardly presented a hundred Dragon Strength Pills and decisively integrated with Emperor Su's Sect.

He never hides his desires for what he wants.

With people from all paths within Emperor Su's Sect, he was not afraid of his ambition becoming known.

Furthermore...

Su Yie's lips quirked upwards as he said with a sinister smile, "Wait for Li Huahun's arrival, and then you all can wait for death!"

The murderous intent in the gazes of the Purple-Clothed Demon Lord and Lang Huaxin was palpable as they looked at him; he could feel that this trip to Chang An was likely to be fraught with danger rather than fortune.

Thankfully, Li Huahun would be there.

Even the old leader of the Demon Cult, Shangguan Wuji, feared Li Huahun. How could Wei Niantian surpass him?

With this thought in mind, Su Yie's mood improved, and he continued on his way to the Imperial Palace.

With the Imperial Decree in hand, the Imperial Guards at various checkpoints did not dare to stop him.

Soon, Liu Boya himself came to meet Su Yie.

"Demon Lord, you have finally arrived. Please follow me."

Liu Boya said respectfully, his address to Su Yie elevating from 'you' to 'you (honorific)', indicating Su Yie's heightened status in his eyes.

He noticed that Lu Ziwei did not accompany them and felt secretly pleased.

However, if Lu Ziwei really hadn't come, then Su Yie would be in danger.

Under Liu Boya's guidance, it didn't take long for them to arrive at the Imperial Study Room.

"Hahaha, Demon Lord, you've finally come."

Li Mengde hurriedly got up from the Dragon Throne and walked towards Su Yie with a big laugh.

Su Yie indifferently said, "Your Chang An is quite dangerous, I nearly couldn't make it here."

Hearing this, Li Mengde was taken aback and asked, "What happened?"
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"You don't know?" Su Yie asked with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.

As the Emperor of Mighty Tang, even sitting within the palace, Li Mengde could control every corner of Chang An.

Because along the way, Su Yie had noticed many shadows tracking him, either hidden among the crowds on the streets or lurking in the dark.

Li Mengde did not show embarrassment, feigning distress, "The Demon Cult is powerful, I have no solution. But rest assured, with me here, I won't let the Demon Cult hurt you."

"Hmph, I don't need your protection. If the Demon Cult dares to lay a hand on me, I will uproot them entirely," Su Yie said indifferently, causing Li Mengde and Liu Boya to exchange glances.

As expected!

Su Yie had something colossal backing him, something even the Demon Cult couldn't match!

"The Demon Lord is indeed formidable."

Just then, a voice rang out, and an old man dressed in imperial robes walked into the Imperial Study Room from outside.

Li Mengde's eyes widened as he tremulously said, "Father... How have you returned?"