After I stopped trying, a rich woman trained me into a demon emperor.

And none of them intended to let him go crazy alone.

"OK."

Chen Ya slammed the military register onto the stone platform.

"Give me seven days, and I'll pry open the side door."

"Qingxue".

Lin Qingxue leaned against the soft couch, the remaining silver light in her eyes dimming considerably after two days of intense activity.

But when she heard Zhou Ran call her name, the corners of her lips still curved into a smile.

"I have already locked the coordinates of the judgment seal."

Three thousand meters beneath the foundation of the Blue Star White Tower, the data recorded on the Golden Gu Shell is over 90% complete in terms of spatial frequency, regularity density, and defense levels.

She coughed twice, and Chen Ya quickly patted her back.

"But there is a problem."

The Judgment Seal is a forbidden artifact sealed by the Imperial Court 30,000 years ago, and its defense system is directly linked to the core rules of the Imperial Court headquarters.

To retrieve it, we need something that can counteract the frequency of the Imperial Court's rules.

Her gaze fell on Zhou Ran's sea of ​​consciousness.

"The fragment of the Moon Emperor's rules that you swallowed is the key."

Zhou Ran gripped the hilt of the Taihuang Black Blade tightly.

The seven lines on his palm felt slightly warm.

The fragments of the Moon Emperor, the origin of Nightfall Heaven, the imperial status of the Emperor's son, the coordinates of the Judgment Seal—all the pieces are converging in the same direction.

The meeting ended at dawn.

Qin San dragged his injured leg out to issue the mobilization order for the large-scale military training, Gu Ji hurried to the armory with his head down, and Ming Cang ran as fast as he could with a stack of jade slips in his arms.

The six women dispersed one after another.

As Huanyin left, she whispered something in his ear.

"I will go and investigate the hidden agents in the Boundless Domain. Within three days, I will provide you with a draft of the Imperial Court's purge fleet organization."

Bloodlust, gun in hand, headed straight for the front lines of the bloodbath. His crimson figure disappeared into the morning light, leaving only one sentence—

"Three months is enough for me to train the Blood Demon Army until they're completely exhausted."

Jiuyou said nothing. Before disappearing from the shadows, she gently tapped the lid of the black coffin.

Chen Ya was the last to leave.

She paused at the entrance of the palace and glanced back at Zhou Ran.

"Xiao Zhou."

Zhou Ran looked up.

Chen Ya's eyes reddened again, but her lips were pouting.

A mix of heartache and pride swirled within me.

"If Zhao Tao saw you like this, he'd be scared to death."

Zhou Ran paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

That smile was completely different from the cold laugh at the bottom of the Abyss of Souls; it carried a human touch that he had brought from the gym on Blue Star and could never erase.

He doesn't deserve to see it.

Chen Ya scoffed and left.

The main hall is empty.

Zhou Ran sat alone on the throne, with the Taihuang Black Blade resting horizontally on his lap.

The seven beams of light flickered in the empty hall, reflecting his graying temples and the scars that had not yet faded from his body.

He took out a jade slip from his sleeve.

The coordinate data recorded on the jade slip was extracted by Lin Qingxue from the Golden Gu shell, and was cross-verified by Chen Ya and calibrated by Xiao Hongli.

Blue Star. White Tower. Three thousand meters below the foundation.

Judgment Seal.

A forbidden artifact sealed on Blue Star by the Imperial Court 30,000 years ago.

An ancient authority that transcends the current rules and regulations of the Imperial Court.

Zhou Ran slowly rubbed the surface of the jade slip with his thumb.

The feel of that jade slip reminded him of another piece of jade, the ancestral jade pendant that Chen Ya had given him in the Blue Star Gym.

The beginning of everything.

He gripped the jade slip tightly, his eyes narrowing.

The leaden morning light shone through the cracks in the palace doors, illuminating his face, half in light and half in shadow.

"Judgment Seal".

Zhou Ran's voice echoed through the empty main hall, only to be absorbed by the mineral wall panels, leaving no reverberation.

"It's time to go back and get what's mine."

The seventh rune on the Taihuang Black Blade lit up briefly when he finished speaking.

In seven days, the Demon Realm was turned upside down.

The bloodthirsty army of 300,000 Blood Demons on the front lines of the Blood Sea.

Only 220,000 troops were actually combat-ready, and they were put into the enhancement process of the Heavenly Demon Core in batches according to the tiered power supply plan given by Xiao Hongli.

After the demon core's purple-gold energy was infused into the Blood Demon Army's rule armor, the soldiers' average combat power increased by more than 20%.

When the first batch of elite soldiers who had completed their enhancements stood on the training ground, even Bloodlust himself was stunned for three seconds.

"Can the residue from these demon cores be recycled and reused after they're used up?"

Bloodlust stared at the flowchart drawn by Xiao Hongli in his hand, his expression no different from that of someone reading a book from heaven.

Mingcang whispered a reminder from the side.

"Manager Xiao, this is called 'circular economy'."

Bloodlust snorted coldly, folded the flowchart neatly, and stuffed it into his bosom, keeping it even closer to his body than his own imperial bloodline mark.

Huanyin was faster than she promised.

In less than three days, a draft of the Imperial Court's purge fleet organization was delivered to Zhou Ran's desk.

She didn't reveal the source of the hidden clues, only saying, "I haven't been in the Imperial Court for nothing for 30,000 years."

The amount of information marked on the draft made Lin Qingxue's legal points flash twice.

The Purification Fleet comprises twelve main warships, each carrying no fewer than five hundred combat personnel at the Mahayana stage or above, with the First Judge personally overseeing the flagship.

The total strength was no less than 10,000, all of whom were elites at the Mahayana stage or above.

After obtaining the draft, Chen Ya spent the entire night cross-referencing it with the personnel transfer data she had pried out from the side door of the Imperial Court's intelligence network.

The next morning, she summoned Zhou Ran to a side hall, where three jade slips and a bowl of cold porridge were placed in front of him.

"Good news or bad news, which do you want to hear first?"

"Bad."

"The strength of the Purge Fleet is 30% higher than Huanyin estimated."

The First Judge has an unorganized unit under his command, not part of the official establishment, with approximately two thousand members.

They were all reformed death row inmates recruited from various realms; their cultivation levels varied, but they were fearless and undaunted. Huan Yin's covert network overlooked this unit.

Zhou Ran nodded.

"What's the good news?"

Chen Ya's lips curved into a smile.

"Before the First Judge sets off, he must submit a battle plan to the Imperial Court's core council and complete the approval process before he can mobilize the full firepower of the Purge Fleet."

According to the Imperial Court's rules, this approval process takes at least twenty days.

She held up two fingers.

"In other words, it may take him three months to reach the sixth heaven, but it will take him three months and twenty days to obtain full authority."

During this twenty-day window, his fleet only had 60% of its firepower.

How did you know?

"The data format of the approval system of Imperial Court is 70% similar to that of Blue Star's government OA system."

Chen Ya pushed the bowl of cold porridge in front of Zhou Ran.

"Xiao Zhou, all bureaucratic systems in the world look pretty much the same."

The larger the agency, the slower the approval process.

Zhou Ran picked up the bowl of cold porridge and drank it in silence.

The porridge was made by Chen Ya using mineral powder cooked with spiritual spring water, plus a little bit of Blue Star rice from who-knows-where, and the taste was extremely strange.

But he didn't leave a single bite.

After finishing his porridge, he went to the top floor of the Devouring Heaven Demon Palace.

Looking down from the highest point, the four-domain allied forces of the entire Demon Realm were reorganizing.

The drill ground was packed with a sea of ​​people.

The bloodthirsty Blood Demon Army drilled their gun formations in the East District, the tips of their guns glowing with a purplish-gold demonic core light.

Huan Yin's Wuxiang Domain Dark Guards were conducting spatial infiltration training in the West District. One by one, they emerged from the shadows, their movements more than twice as agile as before.

The Nine Netherworlds' coffin-burial army was arrayed in the northern district, their entire bodies covered in armor formed from death energy. The dark, imposing square formation looked no different from a moving graveyard.

The South District is Xiao Hongli's territory.

The twelve heavy artillery arrays have been upgraded according to her new plan, with the original ore barrels replaced with black gold material, nearly doubling their range and power.