Chapter 110 Elected Demon Lord

No matter who the Demon Lord is, he cannot affect him.

Before the list of candidates was announced, Nan Wang had only this one thought regarding the Demon Lord election.

After the list of candidates was announced, Nan Wang was a little confused while thinking this.

“Why am I a candidate too?”

At the Fu Hall Assembly, in front of the deputy hall masters, guardians and senior disciples, Nanwang asked this question.

The people looked at their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses, and they lowered their heads and said nothing.

Nanwang bent his fingers and tapped them rhythmically on the table.

As a result, everyone lowered their heads even lower, wishing they could bury them in the ground.

Nan Wang looked at one of the deputy hall masters and directly called out his name, "Hall Master Fan, what do you think?"

Master Fan shuddered, and with great effort he said, "Of course it's because you are famous and powerful, and everyone thinks that you should have a place in this election of the Demon Lord!"

Nan Wang was puzzled and said, "No matter how famous I am, I am just a small hall master. How can you recommend a hall master as a candidate? Aren't only the leaders allowed to run for election?"

"That's wrong." Another deputy hall master named Zhang said, "The Blood Robe Sect has more than one candidate. In addition to the leader Zhuge, there is also a medical practitioner with extraordinary abilities. It is said that this medical practitioner can revive the dead, and his unique skills are amazing."

The head of the Wang Hall who was sitting next to him immediately chimed in, "I heard that the Blood Robe Sect originally wanted to put forward three candidates, but because there were too many of them, it caused dissatisfaction among other sects, so they narrowed it down to two."

Hall Master Zhang said, "The Blood Robe Sect hasn't produced a Yuanying monk for many years. In a few years, they will fall out of the first echelon. They can produce two candidates, so it doesn't make sense for our Heavenly Demon Sect to only produce one, right?"

Nanwang said: "You can send any number of them, I have no objection, but why send me? Don't we have several great guardians in the Yuanying period here? Which one of them will not kill me in seconds?"

Hearing him say this, everyone immediately showed an expression of not being able to bear to watch.

Alas, their Nantang Master is good in every way except that he has no idea of ​​his own "strength" and "background".

What is the point of a great protector in the Yuanying period? He may not even be able to get a rank if he runs errands for the South Hall Master.

Nan Tang Master found it very strange to see himself on the list of candidates, but in their opinion, this might not be a problem of the previous list...

Today, Hall Master Nan invited them to the meeting, and they all dropped their current tasks and came to attend, not daring to delay at all. However, before today, they had actually attended many meetings and accepted many invitations.

Master Nan knew nothing about those meetings and invitations, but each one of them was related to him.

Regarding this election of the Demon Lord, everyone present has their own answer in their hearts.

Only the Nantang Master seems to have no answer yet...

"I always feel...uneasy."

Nan Wang murmured.

Ever since he was inexplicably voted as the hall master, Nan Wang now feels uneasy whenever he sees voting.

The only good news is that there is still a big difference between voting for the Hall Master and voting for the Demon Lord.

When the hall leader was being selected, he was too famous in the church and was also influenced by the troublemaker Zhong Wangsheng, which led to such a bizarre result.

However, the election of the Demon Lord is a major event that concerns the prosperity of the entire demon clan. It is useless for Zhong Wangsheng to cause trouble alone, as other people from the demon sect will not listen to him.

I believe that everyone has a brain and will not do anything that would harm oneself and benefit others.

…

Soon it was election day.

As one of the candidates, Nanwang followed the main force of the Demonic Cult to the Seven Sins Cult.

The Tianmo Sect is one of the most powerful sects vying for the position of Demon Lord, and many of them have returned this time.

Once their leader is successfully elected as the Demon Lord, the status of the Demon Sect will rise accordingly, other sects will offer tributes, and every disciple in the sect will benefit.

Nan Wang hid in the large army, pretending to be a invisible man, his heart filled with strange uneasiness.

Such a big event happened today, but Tong Yan did not show up.

The statement made to the outside world was that he would go to the Seven Sins Sect on his own and would not travel with anyone from the sect.

This is obviously not the truth, because Tong Yan's alias - Zhong Wangsheng, is following him closely at this moment.

If the wind blew his collar ruffled, Zhong Wangsheng would take two steps forward to help him straighten it.

Nan Wang hesitated several times, wanting to say something but not knowing how to start.

If he opened his mouth, he would grab Zhong Wangsheng by the collar and ask him what he wanted to do and whether he wanted to trick him again.

——In order to protect his dying vest, Nanwang cannot do this for the time being.

He had almost given up hope in Zhong Wangsheng's bizarre train of thought, and he had already prepared for the worst - Zhong Wangsheng wanted the people of the Tianmo Sect to elect him as the Demon Lord for some ulterior motive.

However, he had hope for the brains of other demons.

He believed that even if Zhong Wangsheng did something strange that ordinary people could not understand, others would not watch Zhong Wangsheng mess around.

This is a matter of great importance that concerns the rise and fall of the demon clan. How could Zhong Wangsheng be allowed to act on his own?

Even if the people of the Heavenly Demon Sect were forced to surrender under the pressure of Zhong Wangsheng, what would the other sects say? If Wu Ge's votes exceeded them, and the position of Demon Lord fell into the hands of the Ghost Corpse Sect, that would be hilarious.

The relationship between the Seven Sins Sect and the Heavenly Demon Sect is very good. The Heavenly Demon Sect even has many industries located in the territory of the Seven Sins Sect. As soon as Nan Wang and his group landed, the leader of the Seven Sins Sect came forward with his disciples to lead the way for them.

After entering the election venue and taking their seats, a disciple gave each of them an entry token.

After writing the name on the token, it is considered a vote. Before the deadline, the token name can be changed at will, so the initial vote is actually not counted.

The Demon Cult has always been casual about details. There is no such thing as voting only after everyone has agreed. As long as you get the admission token, you can write your name directly on the token.

The voting lasted for a full eight hours, and the results were not announced until dawn the next day.

The token of an ordinary cultivator represents one vote, but the token of the leader is different. Excluding the cultivators who came to the scene, the leader's vote represents all the other disciples in the sect who did not come to the scene. If it is a famous sect, then one vote is worth ten thousand votes.

Nan Wang cast his vote as soon as he sat down, and wrote the two big characters "Tong Yan" neatly on the token.

An Nuo refused to vote for Tong Yan no matter what. No matter how Nan Wang explained, he would vote for "Nan Wang".

If one cannot be persuaded by the real, then Nanwu will not persuade him either.

It's just one vote and it won't have any impact on the outcome.

As one of the earliest monks to arrive, Nan Wang had nothing to do after casting his vote.

An Nuo felt bored and insisted on going out for a walk.

Nan Wang agreed without much hesitation.

The Seven Sins Sect, like the Heavenly Demon Sect, is located in the town, and there are indeed many places to visit and have fun, and there are also fireworks to enjoy at night.

When he reached the small pavilion at the door, Nan Wang saw several demons leaning against the pillars and chatting. The tokens hanging around their waists were shaking and seemed to be about to fall out at any time.

Although Nan Wang said that he didn't care much about the outcome, the token was right in front of him, and it was only natural for him to take a look at it.

There were only two big characters written on the token - Nanwang.

Nan Wang thought he might be hallucinating and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

Then he looked again.

Although the handwriting is a bit ugly, it is still clear and the two big words "Nanwang" can be clearly distinguished.

Nan Wang then stood still, staring blankly at those disciples of the Demon Sect, while recalling when he had seen these people before.

The other party noticed his gaze and waved at him, as if to chase him away.

Nanwang tried to hold back, but he couldn't bear it any longer, so he just walked up to her and asked, "Do you know who I am?"

The demon cultivator suddenly frowned: "Who are you? Are you here to mess things up? Our chief hall master is here today, just wait, don't run away!"

Nan Wang was silent for a moment, then said, "No, that's not what I meant. I just wanted to ask, do you know me?"

The demon cultivator said with disdain: "Who are you? Should I know you?"

Nan Wang said: "Then do you know who this 'Nan Wang' you voted for is?"

The demon cultivator said: "What does it have to do with you? Who I vote for has nothing to do with you."

Nanwang: “…”

Nan Wang softened his tone and asked as gently as possible: "Brother, I'm just curious, who is this 'Nan Wang' you voted for? I don't think I've ever heard of him."

The demon cultivator snorted coldly: "It's normal that you haven't heard of it. Get out of here, or I'll call for help."

“…”

Nanwang couldn't ask any more questions and could only leave silently.

After they walked a long way, An Nuo shouted in his ear: "This man has good vision. He chose you. When you become the Demon Lord, you will give him a small official position."

Nan Wang said gloomily, "This is just an accident. He may have just written it casually. Anyway, he can change his name at will before the deadline. And even if he becomes the Demon Lord, he can't be given any official position. This... the Demon Lord here doesn't have that much power. It's just a title. Tong Dongyang has been the Demon Lord for so many years, but didn't he die quietly in the end?"

An Nuo said: "That's because they don't have the ability. You are different. When you become the Demon Lord, you will definitely be able to lead the demon clan to become bigger and stronger and create greater glory!"

Nanwang said helplessly: "You still want to be the biggest and the strongest, have you forgotten that we all came from... Qingyun Sect?"

Although he had tried to lower his voice as much as possible, he was still shocked when he heard the three words "Qingyun Sect" being spoken in such a situation.

An Nuo pouted: "If there is no conflict, you can lead both sides to become bigger and stronger."

"...You really think highly of me. When I become the Demon Lord, I promise to make you the Demon Queen."

Nan Wangsi didn't take Annuo's words to heart at all and just gave a joking reply.

“Yeah!”

An Nuo didn't care about Nan Wang's casual remark and kissed him on the cheek to express his gratitude.

Nan Wang's mood finally improved a little.

The rest of the trip was very comfortable and relaxing. They ate, drank, had fun in the city, watched the fireworks at night, and waited until the night market was over before slowly returning to the Seven Sins Sect.

On the way, Nanwang ran into disciples of the Hehuan Sect who came to attend the meeting. In order to avoid trouble, he deliberately took a detour.

When it was almost dawn, all the monks came in one after another and took their seats, discussing the results of the vote while finally confirming the names on the tokens.

As the morning light broke and the sun gradually rose, the last stick of incense burned out, and the name on the token automatically faded away and flew into the front formation.

Numbers appeared in front of the formation and kept jumping, and there was a candidate's name next to each number.

Soon, the counting of the formation was completed.

Everyone held their breath, staring intently at the final result, not daring to breathe.

Tong Yan received a full 100,000 votes. Wu Ge's name was below him, but he also received more than 90,000 votes. It can be said that the two were evenly matched.

However, before these two, there was another person who won the election with a landslide of 500,000 votes.

The Demonic Cult, Nanwang.