Jimo Fan's current advantage lies in its information gap.
They were unaware that Qu Jin was being held back by Xiao Wangyan, which was why he was temporarily unable to attack the Demon Realm.
Once the battle between those two becomes clear, the Demon Realm will likely react desperately.
Having been tricked by Qu Jin several times, Ji Mo Fan Zong was bound to demand some retribution.
"If it weren't for the abnormal state of the demon soldiers who launched the attack, I wouldn't have come to the Demon Realm and risked my life." Ji Mofan sighed, feigning helplessness.
"The outer borders are now completely engulfed in war. The demon soldiers fighting the border city right now should be the city guard of the Xiaoling Sect."
Yu Ji was already stunned by the earth-shattering news from Ji Mo Fan, and after struggling to speak for a while, he finally managed to stammer out a few words, "So, so, what are you... here to talk about?"
"The cultivation world has always believed in the principle of harmony, but it is not a pushover that will not fight back when it is bullied," Ji Mofan said. "If the demon realm cannot control its people, the cultivation world will not mind taking over their discipline."
Wu Qi's expression was not good. "Are you here to declare war?"
“It is always you demonic cultivators who are offended.” Faced with his oppressive aura, Ji Mo Fan did not back down in the slightest.
The conflict between the demon realm and the cultivation world stems from their drastically different paths of cultivation.
The cultivation world disdains to wage war with the demon realm. Those who choose this path, even if they are not truly pure and sincere people who aspire to ascend to the upper realm, are at least hypocritical and sanctimonious. None of them are truly interested in this path.
But there is no way to ascend in the Demon Realm.
If they want a better life, they have to take it from the other races in this world.
but......
While speaking, Ji Mofan never actually took his eyes off the two people in front of him.
As for Yu Ji, he's the kind of person who can't hide anything; everything is written all over his face.
But it was Wu Qi.
Ji Mofan couldn't read anything unusual on his face, which was unusual in itself.
After glancing at Wu Qi again, Ji Mofan withdrew his scrutinizing gaze and spoke again, "People outside say that all twenty-eight demon generals are gathered in the main city to discuss matters, and they are almost completely ignoring the outside world."
"What have you all been doing since the Demon Lord disappeared?"
Wu Qi and Yu Ji exchanged a glance.
"I'm going to the Demon Palace to tell everyone..." Before Yu Ji could finish speaking, he transformed into a cloud of murky black mist and drifted towards the Demon Palace along the central avenue.
Wu Qi watched him walk away, then turned back to look at Ji Mofan. "What do you want to ask me?"
"Have you known me since the first time we met?" Ji Mofan didn't beat around the bush and directly asked his question.
Wu Qi's eyebrows twitched. "Did His Majesty tell you?"
“His words aren’t very reliable, so I’m here to verify them with you,” Ji Mofan said.
Throughout the conversation, his gaze never left Wu Qi's face, not missing a single subtle expression.
His ability to control other people's emotions is naturally not as good as Li Jinchu's.
Even before his rebirth, he rarely thought about these issues, focusing solely on doing good deeds.
Having been reborn, he had shed many burdens and finally had the energy to consider things he hadn't had time to think about in his previous life.
Wu Qi could tell that Ji Mo Fan had doubts about him.
At this juncture, he would no longer choose to lie. "More than ten years ago, the Venerable One, who had not shown up in the main city for several months, suddenly sent me a message without warning near the border, summoning me to come over."
"I was already in the border town at the time, so I didn't think much about it."
"When we got there, I realized that he wanted to use my weapon-refining ability."
"Your Majesty has found a puppet that looks exactly like a real person." Wu Qi's gaze fell on Ji Mo Fan. "It's you."
"After confirming that it was indeed a product of weapon crafting, I don't know how His Excellency's thoughts jumped over it, but he suddenly asked me if I had a way to raise the puppet into a little living person."
Wu Qi briefly recounted what happened back then.
However, his story ends after he transforms Lu Tong's puppet into a living human body according to Xiao Wangyan's ideas.
As Ji Mofan listened, his doubts grew stronger. "Why didn't you attack the Demon Lord back then?"
Logically speaking, given the values of the Demon Realm, even Xiao Wangyan himself probably couldn't be sure how loyal Wu Qi was to Xiao Wangyan.
Xiao Wangyan's strength has dropped by an entire major realm due to the damage he suffered back then, and his condition back then was only worse than it is now.
Why did Wu Qi have absolutely no ideas?
As one of the Twenty-Eight Demon Generals, although he has a fiefdom, he still has to obey the Demon Lord.
Nothing beats the comfort of being your own master.
"Because I know that even if I seize the Demon Lord's position, I won't be able to hold onto it." Wu Qi gave him a rather simple, blunt, and reasonable reason.
Ji Mofan narrowed his eyes.
Theoretically, it makes sense.
But it doesn't make sense emotionally.
Yu Ji's reaction is typical of most demonic cultivators.
They are flammable and explosive, and their emotions are basically on full display. They do whatever they want, and they don't care about the consequences.
Wu Qi... This person is too calm. He rarely showed any emotional fluctuations from beginning to end, to the point that Ji Mofan even suspected that his behavior might also be an act.
Demonic cultivators cultivate by releasing their inner thoughts, but his personality, which keeps all his thoughts hidden, is really unlike that of a demonic cultivator.
Even if this is truly his nature, such a person is fundamentally unsuitable for cultivating demonic arts, and he wouldn't last long on this path.
Moreover, even sitting in the position of Demon Lord for just one day is something most demon cultivators would be willing to die for.
After all, for demonic cultivators, the highest point they can reach is only the position of Demon Lord.
Everyone who cultivates demonic arts does so not only to fulfill their own desires, but also to strive for the highest point in the entire demon realm.
But Wu Qi seemed completely unconcerned about the matter.
This person is strange.
Before Ji Mofan could ponder this in detail, they had already arrived at the gates of the Demon Palace.
The main gate of the Demon Palace is only opened on important holidays; the side gate is used normally.
At times like this, Ji Mofan wouldn't care which door he took; solving the problem was the top priority.
The twenty-eight demon generals gathered in the main hall of the demon palace. The maids who originally served in the demon palace were all dismissed, leaving only a few people around who could breathe.
All eyes turned to Ji Mofan at the same time, and a variety of emotions welled up inside them.
"You actually dared to come back!"
"I didn't believe it when Yu Ji said it really was you."
"These days, there are countless people impersonating you..."
The buzzing of more than twenty people made Ji Mofan's head ache.
"Enough with the nonsense, answer my question first," he said, frowning.
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