Throne of Gods: Divine thunder descends, and the Qilin descends upon the world!

Chapter 101 Is the Demon Emperor a Traitor Too? The Demon Race is Blessed!

"Is the goddess of nature still in Dream Paradise?" Fengxiu suddenly asked.

"Is the little girl with the seven-colored halo that Uncle is talking about?" Yuehui pretended to think.

Seeing Feng Xiu nod, he continued, "After you rescued Princess A Bao, she gave us the remaining spirit furnaces to fuse, and then we left. She should still be in Dream Paradise."

(Just as Xiaolei said.)

(Even demigods can't see through the Spirit Furnace Contract)

Thinking of this, Yuehui breathed a sigh of relief and felt less afraid.

Feng Xiu nodded thoughtfully, then asked, "Since you are already the Vice Temple Master of the Magic Temple, why did you suddenly return to the Moon Demon Clan?"

"Well...didn't you beat up Sister Moonlit Night in the Dream Temple before? I haven't heard from her for the past few months. I guess she was angry and came back to apologize."

Moonbeam added, "I also took on a few killing missions to earn some merit points, in preparation for upgrading the Demon Hunter Team in the future."

"A hunting mission?" Feng Xiu narrowed her eyes slightly.

“It was my father who said it,” Moonbeam answered cautiously. “He said that apart from the three races of the Heaven-Defying Demon Dragon, the Moon Demon, and the Star Demon, all other demon races can serve as stepping stones for me to ascend to the position of leader of the human race.”

He observed Fengxiu's expression: "If my uncle does not agree, I will no longer accept this type of mission in the future."

Feng Xiu shook his head: "Your father is right. Many demon races are overpopulated and have become a burden. Our war with humans was originally intended to reduce the population."

He changed the subject: "I'm just curious, what missions have you taken on?"

Moonlight scratched his head slightly embarrassedly: "They're mostly missions from sixth or seventh-tier demons on the border, like avian demons, berserker demons, and bear demons."

"There's also a mission to hunt down the seventy-second demon god, the Serpent Demon God," he hurriedly added. "But I just picked it up on a whim; I don't really intend to complete it."

Feng Xiu was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Do you need any help?"

Moonlight: ...

(What's going on?)

(Is the Demon Emperor a traitor too?)

"Uncle, what did you just say?" His voice trembled slightly.

“I said,” Feng Xiu said in an eerily calm tone, “why don’t we send a commander to beat the Serpent Demon God half to death, and then you can finish him off?”

Yuehui opened her mouth, but was speechless for a moment.

The Demon Emperor... helped him kill the demons under his command?
"Didn't your father say that, apart from the first three clans, all others can become your stepping stones?" A cold glint flashed in Feng Xiu's eyes.

"Even demon gods are no exception. What does sacrificing a few demon gods matter as long as it helps you ascend to the position of human leader?"

"Anyway... as long as the Demon God Pillar is there, a new Demon God will be born again soon."

Cold sweat dripped down Yuehui's back.

(Is this the ruthlessness of standing at the pinnacle of the demon race?)

(In his eyes, even the demon god was nothing more than a pawn.)

(Then wouldn't I be...)
Feng Xiu stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes flashing with a profound light: "If you become the leader of humanity, it will be a great thing for the demon race."

The voice carried a hint of emotion: "Since the first Demon Queen, all the Demon Emperors—including myself—have actually tended to coexist peacefully with humans."

"But this war has lasted too long, and the blood feud runs deep. We need an opportunity to break the deadlock."

He suddenly turned around and patted Yuehui heavily on the shoulder: "And you are that opportunity!"

“As long as you can persuade humans to surrender,” Feng Xiu’s voice suddenly softened, “the demons are willing to open their doors and accept them.”

Yuehui suppressed the turmoil in her heart, but saw a hint of expectation in Fengxiu's eyes.

Moonbeam's Adam's apple bobbed. "I'll do my best." Maple's brows suddenly furrowed, her tone abruptly changing: "Ah Hui, have you ever seen a multi-headed magical beast?"

Yuehui's heart trembled violently, and her pupils suddenly contracted.

(Haoyue's secret has been exposed?!)

He forced himself to remain calm: "Uncle, are you referring to the Nine-Headed Chimera Austin Griffin?"

"You actually knew that?" Feng Xiu looked surprised.

“When I fused with the Moon Demon's inherited crystal crown, I saw related images,” Moon Radiance explained calmly. “It is said that this God of Heavenly Punishment has the ability to reincarnate and be reborn, and it can only be completely destroyed by killing him nine times in a row.”

Upon hearing this, Fengxiu's face showed a look of relief, and he patted Yuehui's shoulder heavily: "Good! Very good! Second brother's mantle has a successor."

Changing the subject abruptly, he asked, "Have you ever been to the Howling Cave?"

Moonlight's heart skipped a beat:
(How did he know?)
“I have indeed been there,” Moonbeam readily admitted. “Six months ago, our Demon Hunter team was tasked with exploring the Howling Cave. Could it be that it’s related to Austin Griffin?” He feigned surprise and asked in return.

Feng Xiu shook her head: "No. I sensed a trace of divine retribution in the remaining traces of the battle."

Moonlight's pupils constricted sharply, taken aback.

(Why bring this up only after six months?)
(Could it be...)
"Divine punishment?" Feng Xiu raised an eyebrow, revealing a hint of surprise.

Moonlight extended her right hand, and a dazzling ball of purple-gold lightning condensed in her palm, containing the pure destructive aura of divine punishment.

Feng Xiu's pupils contracted slightly—with his cultivation of a million spiritual power, he could naturally sense the power of rules contained within the lightning.

It does indeed bear some resemblance to the style of Austin Griffin.

"Is this... divine awakening?" Feng Xiu asked.

“Exactly.” Yuehui nodded and explained, “After Prince Abao left, I was trapped alone in the semi-mysterious realm. Just when I was about to be corrupted by the remnant soul of an ancient demigod, the master of the realm left behind a contingency plan to eliminate me.”

Lightning crackled in his palm: "Thus, I also received the inheritance and awakened this power of divine punishment."

Feng Xiu stared at the ball of purple-gold lightning, her brows gradually relaxing:
(Could it be that my perception is wrong?)
At that time, Fengxiu did indeed sense the aura of divine retribution, and even considered launching a war to force humanity to hand over Austin Griffin.

However, after careful investigation, it was discovered that this aura was subtly different from the true divine punishment, so they temporarily suppressed it and secretly ordered the demon gods of various races to keep an eye out for related traces.

It wasn't until he met Yuehui today that he decided to ask her directly for clarification.

"Uncle, if there are no other instructions, I will not disturb you and Father's discussion any longer," Yuehui asked cautiously.

Fengxiu then came to her senses: "Let's leave Abao's matter behind. From now on, we'll all be family, and he might need your help more."

"I will heed your teachings, Uncle." Yuehui appeared respectful, but inwardly cursed:
(You want me to become sworn brothers with that scoundrel?)

(dream!)

(When I have the strength, the first thing I'll do is pull out his dragon tendons!)

Just as Yuehui turned to leave, Fengxiu suddenly called out to him, "Wait!"

"Does Uncle have any further instructions?" Yuehui immediately turned around and bowed.

A deeper meaning flashed in Feng Xiu's purple eyes: "Do you have someone you admire?"

Yuehui paused, then nodded subconsciously: "There is indeed one."

"But just now in the hall," Feng Xiu said, standing with her hands behind her back, "that sixth-tier human woman disguised as a Moonlit Maid?"

The moonlight seemed to have been struck by lightning.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me!"

(End of this chapter)