After leaving the Xianli Sect, Ming Li directly removed her mask, changed her attire, and arrived in the Demon Realm.
Ming Li was clad in black, exuding peerless nobility. Her three thousand raven locks were tied up with a black hairpin intricately carved with patterns.
After a moment of thought, Ming Li took out another black mask, also etched with ancient patterns, from her spatial storage and put it on.
The system watched this scene, utterly bewildered.
What in the world was going on? Why was its host dressed like this? And it looked somewhat familiar, what was the deal?
Ming Li rode her sword, unimpeded, all the way to the Demon Palace in the Demon Realm.
The two great protectors of the Demon Realm stood at the entrance of the Demon Palace. Upon seeing Ming Li arrive, they immediately knelt and bowed, shouting loudly, "Welcome back to the palace, Demon Lord!"
The system unconsciously swallowed, looking at Ming Li incredulously.
What the hell? This wasn't according to the script! Wasn't its host supposed to be the Old Ancestor? When did she become the Demon Lord of the Demon Realm?! It clearly remembered that the script didn't mention this!
The system suspected it hadn't woken up from its dream yet. It retreated back into its pink pigsty, which it had exchanged Ming Li's points for, and initiated a program restart.
Ming Li's lips twitched violently at the system's antics.
Ming Li: …How could this thing be so stupid?
The left protector, seeing Ming Li in a daze, asked, "Master, do you have any instructions for us now that you've returned?"
Hearing this, Ming Li collected her thoughts, cast a cold glance at the left protector without speaking, and then strode towards the main hall of the Demon Palace.
The left protector, inexplicably scrutinized by Ming Li's chilling gaze, instantly felt flustered.
The right protector, witnessing this, revealed a gloating smile.
Ming Li arrived at the main hall and sat upon the highest throne, instantly exuding an overwhelming, domineering aura.
The two protectors stood below, heads bowed, not daring to meet Ming Li's gaze.
Suddenly, the woman on the throne spoke, her cold voice reaching the ears of the left and right protectors.
"Left Protector, where are the holy artifacts I had you place in the military palace?"
The left protector swallowed and replied, "Replying to Master, your subordinate placed them all inside, but they were later taken by the Saintess."
Ming Li frowned, asking as if she didn't know, "Where is the Saintess?"
The left protector replied, "Replying to Master, a few days ago, that Old Ancestor from the Xianli Sect was recruiting a final disciple, so the Saintess went to the Xianli Sect. The Saintess said that if she could bring that Old Ancestor into our demon race, then our demon race would surely become the leader of the four realms."
Ming Li: …Tsk! This heroine really is confident! It seems her ambition is not small!
Ming Li narrowed her beautiful eyes and said, "I heard the Beilun Secret Realm is about to open, right? The Saintess is still too young. When she returns, let her go to the Beilun Secret Realm for tempering; it will aid her cultivation."
Upon hearing this, the left and right protectors looked up at Ming Li uncertainly and asked, "Master, that place is extremely dangerous. The Saintess might… never return?"
Ming Li raised an eyebrow and said, "This Lord does not need pampered weeds."
In an instant, the aura of a supreme being could not be contained, and the left and right protectors immediately knelt.
Meanwhile, Miao Yin Yin, ever since her defeat that day, had become unusually irritable. She felt that the position of the Old Ancestor's final disciple should have belonged to her.
If she had become the Old Ancestor's final disciple, the Old Ancestor would have been her master, and overthrowing the Demon Lord would have been as easy as flipping a hand. But who knew that a dark horse would suddenly appear, completely disrupting her plans! How hateful!
ps: My dears, happy Dragon Boat Festival! Thank you, my dears, for the gifts!
ヾ(●acute;nabla;｀●)ﾉWow～
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