"His Majesty is currently in grave danger. If something were to happen to him, the future of the Demon Clan would be jeopardized. Envoy Song has always been favored by His Majesty. If His Majesty were here, he would certainly not hide anything from Envoy Song that he wanted to know. Why are you elders making things so difficult for Envoy Song while His Majesty is away? In the past two years, His Majesty has said more than once that Envoy Song represents him and that we should respect Envoy Song. Have you all forgotten that now?"

After the elder spoke, the other elders looked troubled.

"How can outsiders..."

"That's right, how can outsiders know the secrets of our demon race? No, we can't let him see the esoteric teachings..."

Those stubborn old fogies are still persisting.

Song Xiwei ignored them and instead looked at the elder who had spoken up for her.

"Since they are so stubborn, there's no need to pay them any attention. Taking me to the Tantric sect will do the same thing. You should know where the Tantric sect is, right?"

As soon as Song Xiwei finished speaking, the elders who opposed him shouted, "No, absolutely not!! You can't break the rules of our Demon Clan!!"

"Shut up, all of you!" Song Xiwei was never one to be rude to others.

But she was really angry today.

The demon race is in dire straits right now, and you're still stuck here talking about rules in such an old-fashioned way?

Song Xiwei locked them inside the barrier and silenced them.

Aside from being schemed against by the Demon King and unable to exert her own power, she could do whatever she wanted in the Demon Clan, and the elders couldn't do anything to her.

"Envoy Song, please don't be angry with them..." The elder who spoke up for Song Xiwei actually wanted to plead for the other elders.

That makes sense, since we're all from the same clan.

"You may be angry, but don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who would kill innocent people indiscriminately. I'm just letting them calm down. You take me to investigate the Tantric teachings first."

They were taken to a library, a place that Song Xiwei and Aoqian had actually visited before.

However, Song Xiwei couldn't understand the Demon Clan's script.

These are all ancient scripts of the demon race. Without a demon translator to translate them for her, she would be reading gibberish and wouldn't understand them at all.

"Find that esoteric Buddhist text for me and translate it for me," Song Xiwei said.

"Yes, Your Excellency, please wait a moment."

After a while, the elder brought out a secret scroll.

However, just as the elder was about to open it, he was suddenly attacked by a force, and the scroll flew out of his hand.

Song Xiwei caught the secret scroll with one hand and supported the elder with the other.

"Is there something you need?"

"It's alright, it was my carelessness. This secret scroll can only be opened by the Demon Lord himself, I don't have the authority to open it."

"Oh, I'll give it a try."

Just as Song Xiwei was about to make her move, the elder reminded her, "Be careful! That power is extremely domineering..."

"It's alright, I don't feel anything." Song Xiwei was still wary when she opened it, but she seemed to be unaffected at all. The secret scroll seemed to know her, exuding a strange sense of familiarity and closeness to her.

Song Xiwei didn't think much about why this was the case, because the scroll didn't contain any obscure and difficult-to-understand ancient demonic script, but rather images.

She could clearly see that the scroll contained records of how, after the God Lord and the First Demon Lord made their pact, a divine messenger would come to the Demon Clan every ten years to meet with the Demon Lord.

The scene spanning 100,000 years was quite long, so Song Xiwei sped it up and finally saw the scene of Aoqian as a child with his parents.

After reviewing the secret documents, Song Xiwei's mind began to work quickly.

contract?

This secret scroll contains images of the divine messenger named Xuan Ce who came to the demon race over the past 100,000 years, only after the contract was signed.

What about before that?

For example, the specific content of that contract.

For example, why did the god and the first demon lord sign a contract...?

Song Xiwei rarely showed such curiosity about anything, but this thing seemed to be attracting her from the shadows, leading her to explore it.