As Ji Mofan watched him rein in his horse and start walking away with the other demon generals, his eyes subtly darkened.
Something's not right. This person's attitude has been very subtle ever since they first met me.
Their first formal meeting was in the main hall, where the other demon generals either sneered at him or regarded him as an enemy.
But Wu Qi's willingness to treat him as an equal and to bow before the duel was already unusual.
The second time was at the collapsed courtyard of the alchemist. He arrived very quickly then, and Ji Mofan didn't have time to hide much. Without a detailed investigation, it was easy to find discrepancies between his words and reality.
But Wu Qi still picked it up high and put it down gently.
Our third meeting is today.
What he was about to say was probably not just a simple word of concern, but because there were too many people present, it was inconvenient to say it too directly.
What exactly does this person want to do?
Wu Qi was one of the unexpected changes, but it did not affect what Ji Mofan wanted to do next.
He stopped Xihe from entering the main hall ahead of time because he wanted to tamper with these procedures.
The master of ceremonies in charge of today's overall process was almost moved to tears.
Thank you, Your Majesty, for preventing them from ruining such an important day!
Otherwise, if the once-in-a-millennium coronation ceremony could only continue with difficulty without the main character, the effect would be far from satisfactory.
They will probably be recorded in history books!
Moreover, the demonic cultivators who came to the scene today could only watch their dry, unenhanced performance. Just thinking about it made them want to build a purgatory on the spot and lock themselves inside!
Gratitude was written directly on their faces; when the officiant chanted auspicious words, their expressions were much more genuine.
Such a wonderful Empress, may she and the Emperor live happily ever after!
Ji Mofan couldn't hear his inner grumbling, but if he had, he would have definitely told him to change the second half of the sentence.
He should just be happy on his own.
Others? Happiness is a scarce commodity; if you want it, you have to fight for it yourself.
Several cannons were slowly pushed from the back to a prominent position on the city wall. The guards, all wearing festive red flowers, excitedly loaded the fireworks into the cannons.
The Demon Palace is about to have a new master, and he seems to be a very good-tempered person who can keep the Venerable One in check. Everyone is very happy about this.
Moreover, according to Miao Miao, the little demon cultivator in charge of the overall arrangement, the fireworks were something that the Empress herself suggested adding.
Miao Miao spoke with tears streaming down her face, describing to the guards how pitiful it was that Ji Mo Fan had never seen fireworks before.
The guards were deeply moved by what they heard, realizing how miserable their Empress had been in the cultivation world.
Once you come to the Demon Palace, they will definitely take good care of you.
Actually, only the first half of what Miao Miao said was true; Ji Mofan had indeed never paid much attention to fireworks before.
Fireworks and firecrackers were originally a helpless measure used by mortals to deal with demons when they lacked spiritual power. Later, they gradually became associated with sacrificial rites and celebrations, and fireworks festivals were held in various places during festivals and years.
But I have never been to Jimo Fan.
He used to be too busy to waste time watching fireworks.
Even if you go to the mortal realm to carry out a demon-slaying mission, there's a 99% chance you won't encounter a situation where the incident takes place at a fireworks festival.
Monsters dislike fireworks and firecrackers, and they will keep their distance from them.
As for the cultivation world, they would certainly not use such troublesome things as gunpowder to make fireworks.
Why not just use spiritual power?
Not only are the colors equally rich, but they can also be used to create more elaborate patterns.
Therefore, all the emotions Miao Miao portrayed in the latter half were fabricated by himself.
He unintentionally helped Ji Mofan win over a group of people he didn't even know about and who were completely unnecessary to him.
The fuse was lit at the shouts of the master of ceremonies, and the sounds of bells and drums echoed the cannon fire. Brilliant colors rose into the sky, painting the twilight sky with extremely beautiful colors even though there was still sunlight.
The sparks burned as they wobbled and plummeted downwards after reaching their highest point.
The demonic cultivators were in high spirits, not only those in the main city but also those gathered outside the city, all cheering for the fireworks that soared into the sky.
In an instant, the sound waves rose and fell, coming from afar.
Ji Mofan raised his head slightly, his pupils reflecting the starlight slowly falling from the sky.
The first to make a sound were the demonic cultivators who were squatting on the rooftop watching the ceremony.
From the initial inconspicuous exclamations to the later undeniable commotion, the time between the appearance of black smoke and the swirling flames was less than half a minute.
"How could there be a fire!" One of the demon generals instinctively tried to turn his horse around and move forward to control the fire.
But after the horses' hooves had traveled no more than ten paces, the same commotion broke out again in the opposite direction.
"The fireworks malfunctioned."
"Tell the guards to stop setting off the fireworks!"
The main city streets, which were cheerful just a moment ago, were quickly filled with black smoke in a short period of time.
The red wedding silk, specially decorated for the Daoist couple's ceremony, was the first to be ignited, spreading along the entire alleyway.
The city was already very crowded due to the large number of demonic cultivators gathered there, and now that there was a riot, it was even more crowded everywhere.
No matter how frantically they tried to mediate, the problem couldn't be solved in a short time. The demon generals had no choice but to temporarily lift the restriction on flying swords within the main city, and everyone hurriedly floated up into the sky.
The demon general, covered in sweat, flew back on his weapon. "The fire is temporarily under control by the water-attribute guards, and the fireworks have stopped. At least the affected area will not expand any further."
"How could there be a problem with these fireworks? Who prepared them?" Wu Qi asked the person next to him.
The demon generals exchanged bewildered glances, and one of them spoke up uncertainly, "It seems that the Empress herself requested it?"
"Even if he suggested it, he couldn't have bought the fireworks himself, could he? The problem lies with the fireworks themselves," someone nearby asked.
"The person in charge of the overall arrangements for this Daoist Couple Ceremony was someone His Excellency found from outside. Where is he now?"
"He has left the city; the Queen Mother sent him on an errand."
"What? What a coincidence!"
"Find him quickly! Don't let him get away!"
"Does he have the scent of Thousand-Search Incense on him? Go to Purgatory and bring the Demon Hound out!"
The demon generals discussed in a chaotic manner how to deal with the mess in front of them, but someone noticed that Wu Qi had not participated in the discussion. They couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder and ask what was wrong.
"Have you all forgotten the most important thing?" Wu Qi sighed, "Has anyone cared about the Empress's life or death?"
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