The First Pupil Master

Yun Zheng, a genius pupil master and mystic master from a hidden clan in Huaguo!

One day, she transmigrated and became a waste despised by the world!

A waste? With a flip of her hand, s...

Chapter 595 What's going on

Next day_

The news that the Demon Palace was attacked by humans gradually spread throughout the one palace, four cities and eight towns.

At the same time, the Demon Emperor was furious and sent the eldest prince Mo Yan, the fourth prince Mo Wuxiu, the seventh prince Mo Xue, and the thirteenth prince Mo Wuchen to search the demon clan's rear camp again.

This time, the Demon Emperor bestowed the Life-Transmitting Mirror upon the four princes, and verified the identities of the demons and others one by one.

The Mirror of Life, this artifact can identify the true self.

Therefore, no matter how secretly you hide yourself, once you look in this mirror, your true appearance will be revealed.

From this day on, the demon clan's rear camps were put under a more stringent defense, with demon clan soldiers stationed in every town.

For a moment, all the demons were filled with resentment.

However, due to the powerful and ruthless methods of the princes, the demons had no choice but to swallow their anger.

The culprit who caused this situation is staying in the Demon Palace.

Because of Mo Yan's selfish motives, he wanted to imprison the thin young man in white in his own palace and not let other demons know...

So this is equivalent to giving Yun Zheng a convenience.

While the four princes were searching and investigating outside, Yun Zheng and Wen Ren Heng were secretly planning.

As time went by, a month had passed.

The lower-level demons became more and more rebellious because these demon soldiers and noble princes completely ignored their feelings.

Kill if you say so; destroy if you say so.

Some demon soldiers would rape beautiful low-level demon women, no matter whether they were young or old, if they took a fancy to them, even including delicate and weak demon boys.

The eight demon towns have become a purgatory, and the key is that the high-level demons are completely unaware of the seriousness of this.

The four princes did not gain anything and had to return to the Demon Palace. The day after they returned to the Demon Palace—

The eight demon towns suddenly erupted in resistance and attacked the four cities directly.

Although high-level demons live in the four cities, their number is far less than that of low-level demons.

After all, the fertility of higher-level demons is far inferior to that of lower-level demons.

The army composed of low-level demons arrived at the gates of the four cities.

The leader was a demon girl with demonic patterns on her cheeks, looking quite heroic. Her eyes were firm and filled with bloodthirsty murderous intent.

Her voice was inexplicably infectious, and it rang out resoundingly:

"Although we are lowly servants, we have demonic authority. Now the Demon Emperor is incompetent, and the princes are disregarding their demonic nature and brutally killing their own kind. Are we just going to sit there and wait for death?!"

"Let's resist together!"

The low-level demon army shouted without any organization, "Rebellion!"

The lords of the four cities looked displeased when they saw the troops approaching. They shouted, "You lowly bloodlines, you want to rebel? Are you worthy?"

"If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, this city lord may consider letting you go!"

When the low-level demon army heard this, a trace of fear and hesitation appeared on their faces due to their own low-level bloodlines.

"We will not kneel, and we will not be slaves!"

The voice of the demon girl Linlang rang out again, and she stared at the mayors of the four cities with a determined look.

As soon as her voice sounded, the expressions of those hesitant low-level demon army changed instantly. It seemed that a surge of energy and blood surged in their minds, affecting their emotions.

"No kneeling, no slavery!"

The faces of the mayors of the four cities changed slightly. The demon girl leading the group was actually the Sound Demon!

Sound Demon...

Isn't that gone?!

"kill--"

As soon as these words were spoken, the army of lower-level demons began to capture the four cities.

This battle is for the unequal class struggle, for the only remaining bit of rights. The longer you are oppressed, the stronger the backlash will be.

Long-accumulated resentment erupted.

Coming with great force.

Due to their nature, the demons will never unite unless it affects their own interests.

On the other side, the Demon Palace

Upon learning the news that the lower-level demons were going to rebel, the Demon Emperor's face turned gloomy and ugly. He stared at the princes and demon generals in front of him.

He roared angrily:

"Useless thing!"

"They are all useless trash!"

"Especially you, Mo Yan, who didn't even know the lower demons were planning a rebellion!"

As he spoke, the Demon Emperor picked up the wooden slip and smashed it hard on Mo Yan's forehead, breaking it and causing blood to trickle down from the corners of his eyes.

"Father, please calm down!" Mo Yan quickly knelt down.

At this moment, the Sixth Prince, Mo Wulan, who was standing in the palace, suddenly said in a deep voice, "Father, I think that my eldest brother, fourth brother, seventh brother, and thirteenth brother are very suspicious."

"Perhaps, it was one of them who instigated the lower-level demons to rebel..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the air in the hall seemed to freeze.

The demons dared not breathe heavily.

The fourth prince, Mo Wuxiu, immediately looked at Mo Wulan and said angrily, "Mo Wulan, do you know what you are talking about?"

Mo Wulan smiled and said, "I am just guessing."

The eldest prince Mo Yan sneered and said, "Sixth brother, are you trying to take this opportunity to pull us down?"

"My royal brother wouldn't dare." Mo Wulan said with a smile on his face.

"Enough, let's first deal with the riot of the low-level demons, and then thoroughly investigate this matter to see who wants to rebel?!" The Demon Emperor had a gloomy face, and his majestic eyes swept over them sharply.

'Mo Wulan' slowly lowered his head, hiding the smugness in his eyes, and licked his lips.

Father, oh, father, do you know that it was you who forced your fifth son, Mo Heng, to rebel?

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