"What can he do? The fire was actually quite far away from him."
"Exactly, if he were really in danger, wouldn't he run away?"
The lively discussion suddenly fell silent when someone uttered this sentence.
“He just won’t run away.” Wu Qi couldn’t help but chuckle as he said this, though it was hard to tell whether the laugh was bitter or mocking.
"The Venerable One fed him a whole bottle of Spirit Dispersing Pills two days ago. Now he's a piece of trash who can't even compare to an ordinary person."
The demon generals, who had gathered together, immediately looked quite grim, and hurriedly turned their gaze back to the magnificent, gilded palanquin on the ground.
There was no one around the golden nanmu tree covered with auspicious ribbons, except for the occasional guard who hurriedly flew by on his sword.
"Where has the Empress gone?"
"Find it quickly!"
Seeing the group of people who had just calmed down immediately turn into ants on a hot pan again, Wu Qi couldn't bear to watch and sighed.
What a bunch of good-for-nothings!
The Venerable One has always had a strong deterrent effect on the Demon Realm, and the Immortal Cultivation Realm has no intention of invading. As a result, although they are nominally Demon Generals, their most frequent task recently has been mediating security issues within the city.
They've almost turned their lives into a peaceful and righteous existence; they don't look like demonic cultivators at all.
It's truly unworthy of the title of Demon General to be at a loss and lose all composure over such a small matter.
Creating some chaos and excitement might actually be a good thing.
Several thoughts raced through Wu Qi's mind, and he quickly caught up with his companions.
The guards were busy evacuating bystanders from the city, while others were flying around putting out fires and drawing water, keeping them extremely busy.
The task of finding people can only be done by the demon generals themselves.
"I say... could the Empress have taken advantage of the chaos and run away?" Such a simple task naturally didn't require much physical exertion; the fact that the demon general was panting heavily was purely psychological.
"He was forcibly kept here by the Venerable One with a bottle of Spirit Dispersing Pills, so it's perfectly normal for him to want to break free from his control, right?"
“Taking that medicine was his own choice. Since he was willing to sacrifice his cultivation path for his companions back then, he won’t go back on his word now,” Wu Qi said.
“His righteous companions are still in danger and are being held captive in the Demon Palace. If he turns against them now, all his previous efforts will be wasted and his cultivation will be squandered.”
"Then where do you think such a big guy could run off to? We should just smash up all the houses around here!" The demon general next to him asked, spreading his hands, his voice rising considerably.
"It's not just that he can't use his spiritual power; the large amount of Spirit Dispersing Pills must have caused him considerable damage. A few days is simply not enough for him to fully recover. He should be a sickly person who gets out of breath after running just a few steps right now!"
Wu Qi was very dissatisfied with his clamor, and his brows gradually furrowed.
The other person seemed to realize that their temper tantrum was unreasonable. Although they were still very upset, they at least turned their goldfish-like eyes to stare at the corner of the wall.
"With such a huge mess outside, why hasn't His Majesty shown up to resolve it?" Seeing that the other party had calmed down a bit, Wu Qi took a deep breath and raised another question that they had been ignoring.
The demon general's companion beside him fell silent for a moment.
At first, he forcibly ignored this incongruity. After all, although today's events were strange and had little to do with them, the words "incompetent in handling affairs" would definitely be applied to them.
Otherwise, they wouldn't be so preoccupied with legal troubles and in such a hurry to resolve the problems before the Venerable One gets angry at them.
His thinking was stuck in one pattern, like getting stuck in a dead end. If Wu Qi hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have remembered the problem.
"...Could it be that His Majesty took His Majesty away?" he asked tentatively.
“If it was His Majesty who did it, he should have come to confront us long ago,” Wu Qi said. “The situation isn’t so chaotic that His Majesty is too busy to even speak to us, is it?”
"Then... His Majesty..." The two sentences left the demon general beside him bewildered. "He couldn't possibly have been unaware of what was happening outside..."
"The Empress has disappeared. The Emperor is most likely being held back by something and unable to appear before us," Wu Qi murmured.
These were actually two completely unrelated things, but connecting them like this inexplicably sent a chill down the Demon General's spine.
"...Was it the Empress who held off His Majesty?" He was surprised.
The Empress is a useless person with no cultivation and injured body. How could she possibly have the ability to control the Venerable One?
Even though His Majesty has been showing him great affection all this time, and always puts him first in everything he arranges, wouldn't it be absurd to let His Majesty do whatever he wants at a time like this?
Although their leader may be unreliable in small matters, he is never ambiguous in important matters and will never be careless when it comes to taking charge of the overall situation.
Moreover, he has a personality that dislikes trouble but doesn't procrastinate; when dealing with things, he's late simply because he has other things to do.
"Your Excellency!"
"You're incredibly audacious!"
Several overlapping shouts suddenly came from above the two of them. Although they were mixed up, they could both tell that they were the voices of their other demon general companions.
The two exchanged a glance, then simultaneously used their strength to leap from the alleyway into an open area.
All the idle people who had been flying around haphazardly in the air had been evacuated outside the city. Now, in this bright sunset, only a group of people stood in the middle.
There were two people standing together.
Ji Mofan held a talisman between his fingertips, its spiritual energy flashing continuously, while his right hand gripped the Embracing Snow Sword, piercing through the Demon Lord's palm in front of him.
For some reason, their lord was actually controlled by him, and even when he was in mid-air, he didn't rely on himself, but Ji Mo Fan forcibly pulled him up.
There wasn't even a trace of demonic energy emanating from him; he was as quiet as if he had fallen asleep.
Upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that the reason was a metal chain hanging from his waist.
That thing was clearly wrapped around Ji Mofan not long ago.
The Immortal Locking Chain is actually more than just an Immortal Locking Chain.
When he writes runes in the correct order, he can seal spiritual power.
If the text is reversed, the Immortal-Locking Chain becomes the Demon-Binding Rope.
The mighty Demon Lord was actually bound so tightly by a metal silver chain thinner than a little finger that he was unable to move. His palms were even pierced and severely injured, with drops of blood falling from mid-air to the ground.
"You can't stop me." Facing the demon generals who had all gathered around him after a few calls, Ji Mo Fan showed no fear whatsoever.
His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his dark pupils scanned the expressions of everyone present.
"Ha! You don't actually think that by kidnapping the Venerable One, you can make us obey your every word, do you?"
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