Shi Mu's next words proved that Shen Sangruo's conjecture was correct.

"Young Master Qiyan, your presence is an honor. We have failed to greet you properly, but that is our Demon King's throne. Please rise."

The people of Misty Valley all addressed Qi Yan as Young Master Qi Yan.

This is the only way to address him; you can only call him that. If you call him anything else, you will turn against them.

On one side is Qiyan, whom they had finally managed to win over, and on the other side is the Demon Lord, whom they had waited ten thousand years for to return.

Both sides are people they cannot afford to offend.

Who would have thought that Qiyan would seize the Demon Lord's throne, and with such a provocative expression and demeanor.

This puts the demonic cultivator caught between the two in a difficult position.

Shen Sangruo represents the dignity of their radical faction, and even if Qi Yan is someone they cannot afford to offend, Shi Mu must stand up for himself.

We absolutely cannot let the Demon Lord lose face as soon as he returns.

"Oh, really?" Qi Yan looked at the throne beneath him, feigning sudden realization, but showed no intention of leaving the throne.

Seeing that Qi Yan still didn't move, Wan Quan also spoke up. Perhaps because Chen Sangruo was present, his voice was much firmer:

"We have prepared a special palace and throne for Young Master Qiyan. You may move to the Qilin Palace."

But Qi Yan didn't respond to him. Instead, he leaned back on the throne and said, "I heard that your Demon Lord has been resurrected and returned, so I came here to see for you."

He glanced at everyone present and said, “You must not easily believe others and mistake some unclear people for the Demon Lord.”

The news of the Demon King's return had already spread within the radical faction.

Although they were all instructed not to publicize it or tell anyone outside the radical faction, Qiyan, as one of the Five Divine Beasts, naturally had a way to find out.

His gaze kept sweeping over Shen Sangruo, the Demon Lord, as if he had already seen through her disguise.

Shen Sanruo's eyes flickered slightly; Qi Yan had indeed come to target her.

From the moment she saw Qi Yan, she sensed the ill intent in his eyes.

Indeed, as Linghu Min said, his temperament was truly unpredictable.

She had just entered the radical faction's area when she encountered Qi Yan, and because of Qi Yan, she found herself in such a tense and dangerous situation, which was something she had not expected.

"Is Qiyan out of his mind? Isn't he in league with the radicals? Why would he doubt your identity? What good would that do him?" The dodder flower fairy's tone was extremely puzzled.

She pondered for a moment.

It didn't seem like Qi Yan really wanted to test her identity; it was more like he was there specifically to cause trouble, and a lot of trouble at that.

“Perhaps it’s because he wanted to do that,” Shen Sangruo replied.

I did it because I wanted to, without any reason.

As for his cooperation with the radicals, although it is called cooperation, it is clear that Qi Yan is the dominant party. If he does not want to cooperate, he can terminate it at any time.

Shen Sangruo, on the contrary, felt that this was good news for her and for the conservatives.

At least the relationship between the radicals and Qi Yan was not that close, and there was a high chance that their cooperation would break down.

The dodder flower fairy said anxiously, "Then what are you going to do now? That Qiyan is one of the five divine beasts. Maybe he really has some skills and can tell that you are not Yalan?"

"Let's wait and see what he's up to," Chen Sanruo said, appearing much calmer.

Anyway, she's now on the same side as the radicals, and those radicals, convinced of her identity as the Demon Lord, will definitely stand in her way and stop Qiyan.

Moreover, if Qi Yan's purpose was truly to verify her identity, and if he really had a way to verify it, given his strength and status, he wouldn't need to waste so much breath.

The little black energy inside her body was bulging; it was that Cliff Wave, and they couldn't detect it no matter how many tests they conducted.

So she wasn't flustered.

As soon as Qi Yan finished speaking, all the demonic cultivators present looked at Shen Sangruo with fear and trepidation, afraid that she would get angry.

Seeing that her expression remained unchanged, everyone panicked even more, fearing that this was the calm before the storm.

Especially Shi Mu, he knew very well that with Ya Lan's personality, how could he tolerate being spoken to like that?

What does it mean to be an unclear or ambiguous person?

Shi Mu cursed Qi Yan a thousand times in his heart. If it weren't for the fact that he was a Qilin, why would he cooperate with him?

"This is our Demon Lord!" His voice suddenly rose. "Do you think you know him better than I, his subordinate? You've never even seen the Demon Lord before, how can you verify this?"

Back when Yalan was at its most glorious, Qiyan hadn't even appeared yet.

Shi Mu's face turned cold. "Young Master Qi Yan, we have great respect for you because you are the divine beast Qilin. However, you are not needed to interfere in the internal affairs of our radical faction."

Qi Yan snorted disdainfully, a chilling smile curling at the corner of his lips. "I'm determined to get involved in this matter."

Judging from his posture, he won't stop until he achieves his goal today.

Shi Mu and Wan Quan really didn't know what had gotten into Qi Yan. In the past, he was a bit bad-tempered, but they could still communicate with him.

Never before have we felt so determined to clash with their Demon Lord.

"The Demon Lord who fell ten thousand years ago has suddenly been resurrected today. Interesting." Qi Yan looked at Shen Sangruo, who had not spoken until now, with great interest.

“Our Demon Lord is extremely skilled in soul magic. He can revive even if he only has a wisp of a soul. His current form is just a temporary shell for him. In a few years, the Demon Lord will be able to reshape his physical body.” Shi Mu spoke very quickly.

“Young Master Qiyan, we cannot compromise on this matter. How can our Demon Lord be allowed to be tested by others at will?” Wan Quan said.

“If you insist on this, we radicals will have no choice but to give up cooperating with you.”

The other demonic cultivators echoed this sentiment.

Shen Sanruo never expected that Ya Lan held such a high position within the radical faction that she could actually persuade them to abandon their cooperation with Qi Yan.

If they had to choose between Qi Yan and the Demon Lord, they would definitely choose the Demon Lord.

It wasn't just because of Ya Lan's strength; he led demonic cultivators to conquer the cultivation world back then.

Furthermore, it was because he had once used his soul magic to control countless demonic cultivators, and those soul influences were passed down from generation to generation, deeply ingrained in the bones and blood of every radical demonic cultivator.

That's why they are so loyal to Yalan.

Even without Qi Yan's help, they believed that with the Demon Lord by their side, she would surely be able to lead them to conquer the conservatives.

"Cooperation? I never called it cooperation. You were begging me to help you." Qi Yan sneered.

Just as he was about to continue his confrontation with the demonic cultivators and engage in a verbal battle with the scholars, he suddenly realized that no matter how much he provoked and challenged Shen Sangri, she had not uttered a single word.

He really has a lot of patience.

He came here to make the radicals unhappy and to cheer himself up, but now he feels suffocated instead.

He smirked and said directly to Chen Sangruo, "Has the Demon Lord had enough of the show? Doesn't he have anything to say?"