Covering the Sky: The Years I Was the Empress's Strictest Master

Among the crowd were several ancient demon monsters whose auras were obscure and who had clearly reached the high-level or even peak of the Quasi-Emperor realm, who had come to offer their congratulations in person.

A rough count revealed that there were no fewer than ten thousand powerful demons in the hall!

It truly was a case of "ten thousand demons coming to pay homage"!

At this moment, everyone's gaze was focused on the highest throne in the deepest part of the hall.

At this moment, reclining lazily on the throne is none other than today's absolute protagonist, Demon Lord Shao Hanyun.

She wore a red robe woven from phoenix blood and crimson gold mixed with black silkworm silk, with an extremely long skirt that resembled blooming spider lilies, covering the entire steps of the throne.

Every stitch on the skirt was shimmering with light and color. With her subtle movements, the patterns seemed to come alive, with the phantom of a real dragon roaring and the phantom of ten thousand demons paying homage.

She wore a light, misty, yet shimmering silk gauze dress, which made her appear radiant and dreamlike as she moved.

Her slender waist was cinched by a belt woven from dragon sinew and inlaid with exquisite jade with nine orifices, making her appear even more fragile.

Her long, black hair was not overly styled, but loosely tied up with a hairpin carved from phoenix blood wood, with a few strands falling beside her cheeks, adding a touch of laziness and casualness.

Her jade-like feet were bare, clad only in soft velvet cushions beneath the throne.

A pair of delicate, jade-like feet, with beautiful arches and toenails lightly tinted with nail polish.

The allure, subtly revealed through the hem of her skirt, caused the hearts of countless handsome demons below, who were either cautiously observing or admiring her, to race and their mouths to dry.

High on the throne,

Her captivating, eerie vertical pupils were half-open, their gaze shifting with a myriad of emotions, yet also carrying an indifferent and authoritative air that seemed to look down upon all living beings.

Her cherry lips were painted with the most dignified vermilion, and a half-smile played at the corners of her mouth, as if she were already accustomed to the magnificent scene of ten thousand demons coming to pay homage before her, even...

With a hint of barely perceptible dejection.

She leaned back lazily, one hand supporting her chin.

Her other slender hand casually played with a fist-sized "Dream Pearl" embedded in the armrest of the throne, which constantly changed colors.

He seemed somewhat indifferent to the boisterous celebration, the flattering remarks, and the fervent gazes below.

however,

The more languid and casual she appeared, the more the top demon talents below felt she was unattainable, their hearts yearning for her.

This further fueled their desire to gain the favor of the Demon Lord, even if it was just a glance of affirmation.

The feast had already reached its climax, and it was also the time for the various demon clan talents and their followers to "show off their unique abilities" and try their best to please and demonstrate their abilities.

"The Golden-Winged Roc Clan presents three drops of Heavenly Roc True Blood and a sapling of the Soaring Divine Tree!"

Congratulations to the Demon Lord on attaining enlightenment! May the Demon Lord enjoy eternal bliss and the Great Dao flourish forever!

At this moment, a young quasi-emperor, Jin Lingyun of the Golden Roc Clan, with a heroic and imposing presence and golden wings on his back, stepped forward from the crowd. His voice was loud and clear, and he held a jade plate in his hands, on which treasures shone with divine light.

He stared intently at Shao Hanyun on the throne, his admiration and ambition somewhat restrained, yet still quite evident.

He prided himself on his noble bloodline and exceptional talent, considering himself one of the leading figures of the younger generation of the demon race. After joining Lost Day Island, he repeatedly distinguished himself in service.

He enjoys the Demon Lord's "trust"... at least that's what he thinks.

This gift was a grand offering; the Heavenly Roc True Blood is the foundation of their clan, and the Soaring Divine Wood is an unparalleled divine wood that resonates with their clan's supernatural powers.

"The Celestial Fox Clan presents a single hair from the shed tail of a Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox, accompanied by a thread of love spanning ten thousand years."

"Woven into a 'Thousand Illusions Garment,' it can transform into countless forms at will, and further enhance illusionary and alluring powers. This is but a small token of my sincerity; I hope the Demon Lord will accept it with a smile."

Princess Hu Meier of the Celestial Fox Clan swayed her slender waist, her voice sweet and seductive, as she presented a shimmering, gossamer-thin dress.

She possessed unparalleled beauty and innate allure, making her the dream lover of countless young demons.

But all she could see was the red figure on the throne.

She firmly believed that only a demon lord like the Demon Lord was worthy of this "Thousand Illusions Rainbow Robe".

"The Xuanwu Clan offers a bottle of Xuanming True Water and a set of Xuan Turtle Shells! The Demon Lord's divine might benefits all living beings!"

An old man with a tortoise-shell-like back said in a deep voice, "The item offered has amazing defensive power."

"The descendants of the Qilin offer three drops of divine blood from their ancestor, and a cloud of auspicious cloud..."

"Our clan has discovered a site deep within the starry sky that appears to be a relic from the mythical era. It contains strange Dao patterns and records some lost ancient techniques of the demon race. We have made a copy and present it to the Demon Lord for his consideration..."

A rogue cultivator from the demon race offered up an ancient bone fragment.

Rare treasures, divine materials, ancient traditions, cosmic secrets...

It is served like flowing water.

Each presenter racked their brains, trying to make their gift unique and catch the Demon Lord's attention.

Their words were full of flattery, praising Shao Hanyun to the skies as if she were the unprecedented restorer of the demon race and the future emperor of all demons.

Even worse, some followers who relied on their strength and status, or those who were "close" to the Demon Lord, began to compete with each other, engaging in open and covert struggles.

"Jin Lingyun, although your Heavenly Peng True Blood is good..."

But with the Demon Lord's cultivation level, how could he possibly lack your blood essence?

"But your soaring divine tree still needs ten thousand years to grow; what use is it to you?"

"Dressed in black robes, with a sinister face, the young master of the Xuan Snake Clan, Mo Shang, sneered."

He was also a quasi-emperor, and his true form was the rare "Nine Netherworld Serpent," possessing potent venom and bizarre supernatural abilities.

After joining Lost Day Island, he was responsible for some underhanded matters. He considered himself the sharpest blade in the Demon Lord's hand and looked down on pursuers like Jin Lingyun, who were almost "open and aboveboard".

"Mo Shang, what else can you do besides hiding in the shadows and poisoning people?"

A demon lord who rules over all demons needs a righteous and awe-inspiring power, not underhanded tricks!

Jin Lingyun retorted sharply.

"Hmph, then let's give it a try?"

A cold glint flashed in Mo Shang's eyes.

"Afraid you won't succeed?"

The two auras subtly clashed, and the atmosphere in the hall instantly froze.

"All right."

From the throne came Shao Hanyun's lazy yet authoritative voice, which immediately made the two of them pause and quickly restrain themselves.

"Today is a joyous day, so please do not spoil my mood. I have received your good wishes."

Her gaze swept down, pausing briefly on the faces of several particularly enthusiastic and ardent followers, her heart indifferent.

These people either coveted her partially transformed Celestial Dragon bloodline, wanted to use her power to strengthen themselves, or simply admired strength...

With different thoughts in their minds, how could she not know?

However, she needs these people to gather power, collect the demon race's fortune for her, nourish herself, and consolidate this alternative path to enlightenment.

As for their thoughts...

As long as she behaves herself, she is happy to enjoy this support and flattery, considering it a little bit of relaxation on her long path of cultivation.

"Demon Lord, during my previous travels to the 'Forget-Me-Not Galaxy,' I happened to obtain a 'Starry River Dream Dance.'"

Legend has it that this dance originated in the ancient era of immortals, possessing the wonders of calming the mind and achieving harmony with the Great Dao. Having practiced it diligently for many years, I wish to offer this dance here to celebrate the Demon Lord and to add to the merriment of all fellow Daoists.

A graceful and beautiful female saint of the Azure Phoenix Clan, Qing Li, stepped forward with a clear and melodious voice.

The way she looked at Shao Hanyun was filled with undisguised admiration and a hint of infatuation.

She is a fervent follower of Shao Hanyun, believing that the Demon Lord is the light of the demon race, and is willing to do anything for him.

Shao Hanyun neither agreed nor disagreed, but simply nodded slightly.

Qingli was overjoyed and immediately went to an open space in the hall to dance gracefully.

Her figure was as light as a swallow, and as she danced, it seemed as if a galaxy fell behind her, with starlight twinkling and creating a dreamlike scene that was captivating.

The dance was indeed graceful and contained a unique Taoist charm that brought peace to the viewer's mind.

After the dance, the entire hall erupted in applause.

Qingli looked expectantly at the throne.

Shao Hanyun's red lips curved slightly, revealing a faint, enigmatic smile:

"That shows your dedication, and the dance is quite good."

With just a few words like "You've put your heart into it" and "Your dance was great," Qingli blushed with excitement, as if she had received the greatest praise. She thanked him profusely and left.

Seeing this, the other talented demons were even more eager to try, and they all racked their brains, trying to come up with a better way to "amuse" the Demon Lord.

Bai Lie, a burly man from the White Tiger clan, actually performed a set of "White Tiger Sky-Splitting Fist" with unparalleled ferocity in front of everyone.

His fists flew with tremendous force, and his roar shook the hall, demonstrating his formidable martial prowess. Finally, he knelt on one knee, his voice booming like a bell.

"From now on, I am willing to serve the Demon Lord!"

A handsome young man from the Peacock Clan took out an ancient zither made of phoenix wood and silkworm silk and played a piece of celestial music.

Faced with these subtle attempts to ingratiate herself, Shao Hanyun maintained her languid yet aloof demeanor.

Occasionally, a slight smile from the corner of his lips due to a particularly clumsy or ingenious "performance" can cause a stir and envy among those below.

She was like a celestial queen sitting high in the clouds, casually watching the mortals, who would do anything to make her smile.

She enjoyed the feeling of being in control and being adored by everyone, which allowed her to temporarily forget the inexplicable emptiness in her heart and the complicated thoughts about a deceased person.

As for what these people are thinking...

She had no interest.

Her heart had already been mostly occupied by that mysterious man; what remained was the pursuit of the Great Dao and the power of destiny.

The feast is drawing to a close.

A young genius named Shenlou, from the ancient star beast clan "Shen," ingeniously chose not to offer any physical object.

Instead, he used his racial talent, combined with his understanding of the Great Dao of Illusions, to conjure up a dreamlike mirage in the hall.

Within the mirage, there are majestic celestial palaces, dancing goddesses, inverted Milky Ways, and dragons playing with pearls.

Exotic flowers bloom, their fragrance spreading for miles, while countless rare birds and beasts live in harmony, creating a peaceful and prosperous scene, resembling an ideal kingdom for the demon race.

Most wondrously, at the heart of this illusion, a hazy, ethereal figure in a red dress, of unparalleled beauty, sits high in the heavens, receiving the homage of countless demons.

It was modeled after Shao Hanyun!

Although blurry, the imitation of that domineering and supreme demeanor, commanding all demons, is incredibly lifelike.

This ingratiating tactic was quite unique, showcasing both his own supernatural potential and greatly catering to Shao Hanyun's recent efforts to establish a Daoist lineage, consolidate power, and his current status as the supreme ruler of the demon race.

As expected, Shao Hanyun, who had been looking languid and somewhat weary, was taken aback when she saw this "Demon Race's Grand Illusionary Realm" centered around herself.

Those phoenix eyes, half-open and half-closed, finally widened a little, their gaze shifting as they landed on the mirage that was casting the spell.

Then, she slightly curved her red lips and let out a very soft laugh, which carried a hint of genuine pleasure.

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Chapter 299 The Demon Lord Suppressed by the Empress (Bonus Chapter of 10,000 Words, Please Subscribe!)

"Tsk...that's interesting..."

Shao Hanyun's voice came through in a languid tone, without much praise.

But that light laugh and the comment of "interesting" were already a great affirmation for the countless talented demons below!

Upon hearing this, the mirage was overjoyed, trembling with excitement, and immediately bowed:

"It is my honor to make the Demon Lord smile!"

This scene was witnessed by the other demons around them, especially by quasi-emperors such as Jin Lingyun, Mo Shang, and Kong Mu. Their reactions varied, and a hint of darkness flashed in their eyes.

however,

Just as the mirage was basking in its own glory because of the demon lord's smile, Shao Hanyun, also slightly intrigued by this unique illusion, began to show interest in the grand banquet prepared by her subordinates.

Even at the very moment when the banquet atmosphere was about to reach its final climax,

boom!!!