Daoist priest, stop fighting. The avenue is almost gone.

Chapter 489: Night Talk, Peace, Million Crimson Points, Return to Human Realm Schedule

"Father, do you really think that the Holy Lord is..."

Inside a magnificent mansion, a young horse-headed demon was trying to tell something to his father, but was interrupted halfway through by his father's eyes.

"My son, I have been busy with work these days and haven't had a deep conversation with you for a long time."

"Please sit down and let me see your recent progress in the art of tea."

"I don't know why, but when I was young I loved drinking strong liquor, but as I got older I loved drinking tea more and more."

Ma Zouri patted his eldest son on the shoulder and led him straight to a tea room.

"Father, you are an old horse who has seen a lot of things. Now you are returning to your original nature."

The young horse-headed demon flattered the master with a smile and began to make tea in an orderly manner.

After a series of neat and tidy movements, a cup of fragrant tea is freshly brewed.

"Father, please try my cooking skills." The young horse-headed demon looked pleased and extended his hand in a gesture of invitation.

"There is progress, but my father won't drink this tea."

Ma Zouri picked up the tea and blew on it gently, but did not drink it. Instead, he put it on the table.

"Do you know why your father doesn't drink?"

"This tea ceremony is also a practice. My son, your movements seem clean and neat, impeccable, but Dad only needs to smell it to know that your tea is old."

"Different teas have different temperatures for boiling water. To save time, you skipped the time it takes to boil the tea and let it sit for a while. You thought others wouldn't notice, but you're totally wrong."

"You don't even need to drink this tea. Just smell it and I'll know that this tea is ruined."

Ma Zouri, with an expressionless face, poured the tea that his son had offered him directly onto the ground while speaking. He then took a small fan, replaced the pot with mountain spring water, and started to boil water again.

At this moment, a small red clay stove was burning vigorously.

Its eyes were fixed on the dancing flames, but its mouth did not stop talking at all.

"My son, everyone praises you for your intelligence, but people like you are what worries your father the most. Do you know why?"

"You are only clever, but not wise. When Dad taught you how to make tea, you liked to be clever and lazy. You always tried to bypass many steps and thought you were perfect. But you didn't know that you could not hide anything in front of a real master."

Gulu~Gulu~
Soon, the water on the small red clay stove began to boil.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Ma Zouri immediately picked up the teapot and placed it on the coaster next to him.

At this moment, it finally raised its head and looked into the eyes of its great son, who had been known as a child prodigy since childhood:

"Your opponent is not some foolish man or woman, but a hero, a real hero."

"Do you think you are the only ones who are smart and care about the future of the Demon Realm, and the rest of the demons are selfish?"

"Father…."

"Shut up and listen to me!"

"Do you think that your father is lucky enough to be in this position now because he flatters the Holy Lord, has no shame, and surrenders first?"

"My son doesn't dare~"

"Don't dare or can't?" Ma Zouri's hands tucked into his sleeves tightened slightly. He wanted to attack, but finally sighed helplessly.
"It seems that your father has protected you too well."

"My son, you must remember what your father has told you today. Flattery is an extremely advanced art that requires extremely profound wisdom. Don't ever think that flattery can be achieved by simply sacrificing your dignity."

"There are so many whores in our demon realm who are willing to sacrifice themselves, but how many of them can really make it? Most of them are just a pair of jade arms that thousands of people sleep on, a pair of red lips that thousands of people taste, and in the end they end up with injuries and illnesses, and are kicked out of the house when they are old and ugly, and their later years are miserable."

"And as a father, I am the bitch who successfully sold myself for a good price!"

At this point, Ma Zouri's face was already filled with indifference, and he began to reveal the real dry stuff.

"There is only one Holy Lord and one Demon Lord. How can they rule such a vast territory and make countless demons willing to serve them?"

“It’s profit!”

"The Holy Lord took a fancy to me and supported me to sit in the position of the Attorney General because I can bring benefits to the Holy Lord. Your subordinates obey you because you think you can bring benefits to them. Your uncles and relatives take care of you because your father can bring benefits to them."

"Even the Saint is always trying to gain benefits. He may not need his own share, but he must give others their share."

"And now the Saint has the most powerful force in the demon world. In addition to the letter of apology today, a copy of the Fair Demon Codex, countless profound secrets of the four major demon kingdoms, and the support of countless ordinary demons, the interests in his hands are so many and so stable that they are far beyond your imagination.
Unless the Saint has gone mad and massacred demons, the fact that the Saint is the co-lord of the Demon Realm is an ironclad fact. "

"As long as it can bring benefits to those in need, it doesn't matter whether the Demon Emperor is Fair or Dongji."

At this point, Ma Zouri's expression softened a bit. After a few smooth movements, two cups of fragrant tea were freshly brewed. He handed one of the cups to his son, who looked like him when he was young, and said with a warm smile:
"You see, making tea is like doing work. After today's discussion in the Golden Palace, the temperature is just right. Try it."

A cup of steaming fragrant tea was slowly placed in front of the young horse-headed demon.

It was silent for a while, and then said, "Father, our horse demon clan is related to the Qingfeng Dog Demon clan of the Antarctic Demon Country. There are also horse demons scattered in other demon countries who secretly asked me to pass on a message to you. You see..."

"No."

"Is uncle not okay too? In the past, your uncle's lineage from the Dongji Demon Kingdom helped us a lot." The young horse-headed demon raised his head, with a hint of pleading in his eyes.

Ma Zouri lowered his eyebrows and looked at the green tea in the cup. He kept turning the cup around and said, after a few breaths, he sighed helplessly,
"My son, the higher-ups have decided to crack down on this, so the lower-ups must make contributions. Not to mention your uncle's lineage, even the elders in the Demonic Cult don't care about the scars on their bodies, and how many contributions they have made in the past."

"You understand what your father said?"

"In this way, not only will my father bear all the blame, but the Holy Lord will hide behind..."

"But our Mamo clan has obtained many fiefs, countless blood stones, and various precious resources, not to mention those powerful secrets that we could never hope for with our bloodline. The Holy Lord has already offered an equivalent reward."

"If you don't do it, there will be many powerful tribes who want to take your place as father."

"If the retired Wuma Demon clan does not appear on the dining table, they will definitely appear on the menu in the future..." Ma Zouri's faint voice came, and suddenly a chill started from the tail vertebrae of little Ma Zouri and rushed straight to the top of his head.

"Child, no matter what little thoughts you have now, whatever others have said to you, forget it."

"Your wisdom is not enough to cope with the current complicated situation, but don't be afraid. Today, your father will teach you eight words. As long as you act according to these eight words, your future will be safe and secure~"

"These eight words are the summary of my father's lifelong wisdom. We, the horse demon clan, must keep them in mind for at least three or five generations."

After saying this, Ma Zouri dipped his finger into the tea and wrote eight big characters on the table:

Gather your will and defend your leader.

"I have spent my entire life pondering over these eight words. They are so new every time I read them~" "In the future, you should read and practice more."

Ma Zouri didn't mind the dirtiness either. He smiled and scooped up the tea he had just dipped in and drank it all in one gulp.

"Father, I understand." After a long silence, an enlightened expression appeared on the young horse-headed demon's face, and he couldn't help but look towards his father with gratitude.

At this moment, in its eyes, the image of its father suddenly became much taller. Before, its father, who was old and dim-sighted and only knew how to flatter but was lucky, has become a pillar of the family.

The wisdom deep in those cloudy eyes is simply overwhelming.

"You've realized nothing."

"My son, close the door when you leave."

After chatting for a cup of tea amidst laughter and scolding, when Xiao Ma Zouri was about to close the door of the tea room, a voice suddenly came.

"My son, write down for me the names of all the demons you have interacted with recently."

"That includes everyone who indirectly communicated with you!"

"Father has waited for so long, but you still haven't realized it."

When the door was half open, Xiao Ma Zouri suddenly looked up and saw his father sitting with his back to him. He could not see his face clearly, and the front of his father was shrouded in thick shadows. Only the light coming through the crack in the door gave his shoulders a layer of gold.

A demon stretched out his black hand towards his son, Ma Zouri, and wanted to use his son as a sharp knife. This was seeking death! At this moment, Ma Zouri's eyes were full of murderous intent.

“Father…Father, OK!”

When he saw the door of the tea room closed, a sigh was heard from inside the tea room. Ma Zouri stood up, took out a history book of the ethnic group from the room separated from the tea room, and began to study it.

The small red clay stove was burning brightly again.

No one understands his ecological niche better than Ma Zouri. He cannot refuse the resources brought by the tremendous power endorsed by Yi Chen.

In that case, then.

After the water boiled, Ma Zouri put down the history book, took out a list of the three great masters of the magic world, and began to study the "Codex of Fairness".

These demons are breaking the law!!!
One after another, Ma Zouri began to draw bright red crosses on the names.

....
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Half a month passed quickly.

The breeze is gentle, the moon is bright, and the evening breeze is pleasant.

On the rooftop of the Golden Palace of the Moyi Cult, two people were drinking.

Yi Chen has been extremely busy in the past half month. If you hadn't checked, you wouldn't have known. Once you checked, you would have been shocked to find that the security in the Demon Realm is so bad. Fortunately, he has Yi Chengzi here.

Ma Zouri reported and verified the accusations of many ordinary demons, and finally a notice was posted. Many demons who committed unspeakable crimes were arrested one by one by the experts of the Law Office who were recruited by the Demon Righteousness State.

As for those powerful demons who have broken through the limit realm, the Fair Demon Emperor who will ascend the throne tomorrow is even more tireless. After receiving the intelligence, he directly rushed over and set off after planning the route like a food delivery rider.

Sometimes we can handle four or five orders on one route, which is very efficient.

With the help of the Holy Inquisition of the Demonic Cult, his current crimson points have soared from 460 million after the battle with the old dragon to as much as 600 million.

Yi Chen has no plan to stay in the Demon Realm forever. Selina has only broken through the third level of the limit. In this case, there cannot be any demon more powerful than Selina in the Demon Realm.

This is Yi Chen’s bottom line. Although he knows that there must be an old Deng hiding, he believes that after such a killing spree, the remaining old monsters will definitely not dare to jump out and stroke his tiger’s whiskers.

In addition, Yi Chen also announced a batch of secret methods of purifying blood that were passed down from the four major demon kingdoms, some of which were less effective but more universal, and opened them to ordinary demons, and he spent a lot of money on them.

In name, it was the Holy Lord's reign and the whole world was celebrating, but in reality it was to divert attention from the incident where he was killing many demon masters, either openly or secretly.

This great purge came to an abrupt end after lasting for half a month.

The reason he stopped was not because Yi Chen was kind-hearted, but because the leek roots could not be dug up. Except for a few powerful demon masters who were standing as memorials and sliding to their knees quickly, Yi Chen saw that all the others that could be cut had been cut cleanly.

The balance was 600 million deep red dots. Yi Chen had never seen himself so wealthy in his life.

It was also because of this that he took time out today to drink with Yuanjun under the moon.

"Little Wolf, you've been too crazy lately... How on earth did those demons provoke you?" After clinking glasses again, Yuanjun asked curiously while gnawing on the chilled boneless lemon and pickled pepper chicken feet.

"Yuan Jun, I have no other options. I'm not a real demon."

"If I don't find an excuse to clean them up, and they don't die, if something happens to me, or if there is another peerless master among the demons, they will invade the human realm again in the future, and then it will be the human race that will die."

"So let's make those Limit Breaking Demon Masters suffer a little longer."

Yi Chen grinned, and also picked up a chicken claw and put it in his mouth. Seeing Yuan Jun's face turned strange, he added again, "Don't worry, Yuan Jun, I am kind-hearted. I have chanted the mantra for the rebirth of every demon I killed."

"Aren't you afraid that the demonic realm that has just been pacified will be engulfed in flames again?" Yuanjun was just curious about Yi Chen's behavior, not out of sympathy for those demon masters. While speaking, she quietly wiped her silk skirt with her bare hand and then stealthily reached out to the last grilled ribs of the ground dragon.

The Earth Dragon is an old friend of Yi Chen in the Demon Realm, a unique species in the Demon Realm that has been moving non-stop since birth. He had used it to hold a feast for dividing the spoils. Today, when he was drinking with Yuan Jun at night, he had to arrange for it to be in place and ask it to stand in the C position.

"If we do it directly, there will definitely be problems, but I certainly have my own methods."

Yi Chen was too lazy to explain to Yuan Jun what "expectation management", "pressure relief valve", "diverting attention", and "pulling one group and beating another" meant. He just smiled.

Haha, let’s not talk about anything else, the first thing he controlled after taking over the Dongji Demon Kingdom was the Demon Realm Fengmei. The Demon Realm has been shocked and numb for the past half month, with news coming one after another, all of which are bullshit.

Gossip can even drown the demons. For example, the young master of the Ma Zouri family was recently revealed to be in love with a demon girl from the ordinary swan tribe. It is said that he fell in love at first sight and they held hands. He was even willing to turn against Ma Zouri for this.

Then the twist happened. The demon girl from the swan tribe was actually a male demon. She had practiced some secret method and changed her gender.
In the end, there was a reversal. It turned out that a jealous member of the Swan Clan couldn't bear to see the demon girl doing well, so he secretly spread rumors.

Then there was another twist. Actually, this was half right. An informed demon from the Swan Clan who did not want to reveal his name said that the witch who was in love with the son of Ma Zouri was actually the daughter of a powerful figure in the clan, and the girl who had fallen in love at first sight was an ordinary witch from the Swan Clan, but her identity and experience were forged when Ma Zouri came to her...

Half a month has passed after experiencing the real and fake daughter and all kinds of weird scripts that made the devil so happy that he couldn't breathe.

And this is just a tiny part of Yi Chen's operations.

For example, ruins are exploding in various places in the Demon Realm, and many secret methods have been revealed... Various mysterious maps are common, and there are really demons who have found treasures.

The list goes on and on.

The demons were so divided that they had no time to care about so many things. Their attention had long been focused on Yi Chen, and even the foot-washing industry was put on the agenda by his orders.

We must develop vigorously!
"Okay, Yuanjun, in half a month, when the matter here is settled, we will return to the human world together." After showing off the last chicken claw, Yi Chen finally told Yuanjun the news that he wanted to hear most.

"Good!" A smile suddenly blossomed on the peach blossom mask. This smile was so bright that it even suppressed the moonlight for a moment, making the great Saint Galaolan feel as if "peach blossom is the most beautiful woman".

(End of this chapter)