Master of the Demon Emperor

People of the Bailing Demon Lord!

Su Yie's voice, light and airy, reached everyone's ears but caused a tremendous shock to their spirits.

Some even had tears brimming in their eyes.

The video of Su Yie single-handedly battling hundreds of thousands of monsters had been widely circulated within Xiwan City, and many people would watch it during their breaks from cultivation to inspire themselves.

These individuals were almost all worshippers of Su Yie.

"Xiwan City still only has room for you, meaning, the entire city belongs to just you few hundred people."

Su Yie continued, causing everyone's breathing to hasten.

They had already mentally prepared themselves to coexist with the Demon Clan, but Su Yie surprised them with his announcement.

"Additionally, I will appoint three individuals to guide your cultivation, the strongest among them having reached the Astral Projection Realm. Don't disappoint me. I can protect you, but accidents can happen anywhere, and one day, you will have to fight for yourselves. I also hope you can fight for me."

Su Yie's voice seemed casual, yet everyone could feel his sincerity.

Everyone grew excited; they understood what being in the Astral Projection Realm meant.

In the Qingyi Sect, there was only one in the Astral Projection Realm, and that was He Youming.

Having such an eminent character personally instruct them was indeed a great fortune!

Even if they stayed in the Qingyi Sect, such opportunities were rare; how could they not be thrilled?

"Thank you, Lord Demon!"

"Hahaha! Those who left will definitely regret it!"

"Indeed, I knew my judgment was sound; following Su Yie was the right choice!"

"Astral Projection Realm powerhouses in the Seven Dynasties are few and far between!"

"We're going to prosper!"

The few hundred people were so excited that they couldn't contain their joy.

When the majority of the citizens left, they endured unimaginable pressure, but luckily, Su Yie did not disappoint them.

Su Yie counted and found there were four hundred seventy-three people, including two foreigners, one Black and one White, both excitedly embracing each other among the Hua Xia people.

"Among you, are there any with technological talents? Professionals from any field are welcome."

Su Yie asked. People with good cultivation talents were few, so they should focus on developing multiple aspects.

Upon hearing this, dozens of people raised their hands.

After some inquiries, Su Yie learned that most were electricians and auto mechanics, which made him smile bitterly. He meant no discrimination, but it seemed hopeful to find top-tier tech talents was still too slim.

However, they could learn because Xiwan City was not short of libraries or computers, which undoubtedly held vast amounts of knowledge.

Afterward, Su Yie left. Within three days, he had brought over Xiang Yu, Luo Zhenhai, and Zhao Rulong.

The three were waiting at the top of a tall building.

Su Yie approached them and briefly explained his plan.

"With only a few hundred people, why not abandon the city and leave?"

Luo Zhenhai asked, as currently, Mystical City was in a precarious position, and staying seemed too dangerous.

Su Yie shook his head, his voice indifferent, "This city, we cannot lose. Lose one city, and later, we might lose a hundred!"

Mainly, Xiwan City's computers and libraries were far too important, bearing Earth's culture and knowledge. Even using a Storage Ring, it was impossible to fit everything; and even if they did, sorting it all out later would be too troublesome.

Xiwan City was better, having all the necessary facilities!

For both fame and profit, Su Yie desired it all!

Hearing his resolute words, Luo Zhenhai could only sigh and drop the subject.

Afterward, he and Zhao Rulong left, intending to see if there were any cultivation talents among the Exotic People.

Those who dared to stay surely had some extraordinary qualities, especially since they had to coexist with monsters in the future.

Meanwhile, news that the Fiend Lord of the Hanging Flame had died in Xiwan City suddenly spread.

The news came from the Bailing Territory, which now fell under the control of the Bailing Demon Lord.

The deaths of Fiend Lord Huo Xuan and Hu Qi left the Demon Army attacking the Seven Dynasties leaderless, allowing the Seven Dynasties to launch a fierce counterattack.

The Bailing Demon Army was also waging wars everywhere, and the name of the Bailing Demon Lord spread further and further, especially after the death of the Fiend Lord of the Hanging Flame and the retreat of the Divine Physique Hall, which spread the name of the Bailing Demon Lord to the entire Demon Clan of the Eastern Lands.

Su Yie had officially stepped onto the grand stage of power within the Demon Clan.

Within Emperor Su's Sect, there was also a chorus of congratulations.

Overlord Luo Fu: "Tsk tsk, even my subordinates are talking about the Demon Lord, remarkable isn't it? How short a time has it been?"

Elder Lord Qi Yang: "Alas, that little child has grown up so fast."

Black Tiger Emperor: "Haha, old undying fellow, you have to admit you're old now, don't you!"

Tang Qingtian: "Grandpa Su is really impressive!"

Venerable Xuanyuan: "Demon Lord? Why haven't I heard of him, what rank is he in the Worldly Renowned Register?"

Empress of the Great Zhou: "The Worldly Renowned Register is only about fame; our Yue Qinglong is very powerful within our sect, but have you heard of him?"

...

So arrogant!

While cultivating, Su Yie couldn't help but snort coldly, finding Venerable Xuanyuan increasingly unpleasant to look at.

This guy is too pretentious!

Thinking it over, Su Yie took a deep breath and continued his cultivation.

It had been ten days since the Qingyi Sect withdrew.

It's worth mentioning that the hundreds of people who stayed behind had decent cultivation talents; many of those had even been included by the Qingyi Sect but ultimately chose to abandon it and follow Su Yie.

With the teachings of Zhao Rulong and Luo Zhenhai, their cultivation was bound to progress rapidly.

Boom!

One day, a thunderous roar suddenly came from the north, and the ground trembled slightly.

Startled while cultivating, Su Yie opened his eyes to look; initially, he thought it was an enemy attack, but he didn't catch the scent of an enemy.
Experience tales with empire

Within Emperor Su's Sect, Demon Lord Qing Yan, He Youming, Black Tiger Emperor, Elder Lord Qi Yang, Li Zuxuan, Wuu You, and Wux Qingyao all spoke up, asking about the roar just now.

Xia Tianyi then spoke up, saying the tremor originated from the Plains of Flames.

It was said someone was challenging the Fang Tian Divine Fist, aiming to subdue it.

This started speculation within Emperor Su's Sect about who it might be.

Su Yie felt inexplicably uneasy, sensing a storm was brewing.

The Bailing Territory and the Seven Dynasties were ravaged by blizzards, and in that vast frozen world, undercurrents surged.

The next day, Su Yie learned from Emperor Su's Sect that it was the Divine Physique Hall who had acted; they had set their sights on the Fang Tian Divine Fist. As proud as it was, Fang Tian Divine Fist refused to join, leading to an outbreak of battle.

In the end, both sides were injured, with Fang Tian Divine Fist fleeing, and the Divine Physique Hall's plan failed once again.

Su Yie couldn't help but mourn for them.

"They'll probably focus their firepower on me next," he thought to himself, deeming it almost impossible for the Divine Physique Hall to let go of their grudge.

At this rate, the Bailing Territory would soon be in danger.

If it really came down to it, he would personally go to the Divine Physique Hall and take it down!

Venerable Xuanyuan, ranked eighth on the Worldly Renowned Register, also joined Emperor Su's Sect. Although he might not have the renown of the Empress of the Great Zhou, she indicated that Venerable Xuanyuan was very strong.

With that thought emerging, it took root and grew in Su Yie's mind.

The Divine Physique Hall must be eliminated, or he would never have peace!

For a while, the Bailing Territory encountered no crises.

One day, outside Xiwan City, a figure suddenly appeared, walking slowly amidst the wind and snow.

It was an old man with white hair, nearly two meters tall, robust, wearing a tattered blue robe, his eyes cloudy, his white hair disheveled.

"That aura... it must be him!"

The white-haired old man stared at the city ahead, muttering to himself, his cloudy eyes suddenly shining with brilliance.

Upon closer inspection, one would notice that there wasn't a single speck of snow on him, including on his hair.