Future Beast World: Becoming A Pampered Beauty-Chapter 252 - 196: Lord of the Demon Realm

「Rashamon City.」

Inside the Demon Palace, music and dance filled the air.

Yu Cang watched the graceful dancers in their sheer silks with a hazy gaze, pulling two into his arms and drinking wine contentedly.

A Demon Beast Man came to report, "That female is here. She’s alone, with no one else by her side."

"She’s got a lot of nerve! All those Demon Beasts couldn’t even kill her. A bunch of trash! But that’s fine. Letting that bitch die by my hand will be revenge for what happened that day!" Yu Cang downed a jar of wine, smashed it on the ground, and teleported outside the city walls.

Someone had arrived a step ahead of him.

Yu Cang narrowed his long, sinister eyes and said warily, "Quan Jin? What are you doing here instead of staying by the Archbishop’s side?"

Quan Jin didn’t speak, letting his actions state his intentions.

A giant cage materialized, trapping Yu Cang inside.

’He’s hostile!’ A thought flashed through Yu Cang’s mind as he discovered that the wards he had set up were all broken. His face darkened. "What are you trying to do? I’m not just one of the Seven Demon Envoys; I’m the Young Master of Rashamon City! I’m not someone a mixed-blood demon of unknown origin like you can touch!"

"You’re not the only Young Master of Rashamon City," Quan Jin said coldly. "You messed with someone you shouldn’t have. There’s no need to keep you around anymore."

Yu Cang suddenly realized. "That female... With her pathetic skills, how could she have fought her way to Rashamon City! It was you, working in the shadows! What’s your relationship with her? Could that Little Snake be her..."

Yu Cang understood everything in that instant, but it was too late. Quan Jin wouldn’t leave behind a loose end for others to exploit.

A chill shot through Yu Cang’s body as if he’d been plunged into an ice cellar. His power was greatly diminished, making him no match for his opponent. He roared at the city’s garrison, "You bunch of trash, what are you standing around for? Kill him! Now!"

The Demon General didn’t even spare him a glance. He walked behind Quan Jin, knelt on one knee, and offered up an item. "The second Young Master is locked in the dungeon. This is the key."

...

After killing Yu Cang, Quan Jin went to the dungeon.

A slender young man who bore a seventy-percent resemblance to Yu Cang walked out of the prison cell.

He was dressed in gray-white prison clothes, his arms crisscrossed with old and new injuries. A red mole sat beneath his right eye, the opposite of his brother’s. He bowed respectfully. "Greetings, Lord Third Demon Envoy."

This was the second Young Master of Rashamon City, Yu Yang.

When Yu Yang was still young, Yu Cang had stolen his Talent Ability and imprisoned him in the dungeon under the guise of a faked death.

Yu Yang thought all hope was lost for him in this life, never expecting the day he would walk out of the dungeon.

Quan Jin flicked a black sigil that flew into the space between Yu Yang’s eyebrows, returning the power that had been stolen from him.

"From this day forward, I appoint you as the new Sixth Demon Envoy. You will serve one master and pledge your loyalty to me."

Yu Yang knelt and kowtowed. "Thank you... Ni Xia! I will serve Ni Xia with all my heart."

’His heart was in turmoil. Only those with the bloodline of the Primordial Demon can appoint a Demon Envoy. This lord is actually a descendant of that being...’

The two of them returned to the sacrificial altar.

The other Demon Envoys were still there.

They showed no surprise at the newly appointed Yu Yang, not even deigning to spare him a glance.

The Demon Clan had no shortage of powerful individuals.

The Seven Great Demon Envoys was a fixed position; if one died, a new one would immediately take their place. Just like Mi Xing, the former Seventh Demon Envoy whose cause of death was unknown, who had now been replaced by a new demon, Chou Sui.

On the altar, a slightly stooped Bishop waved his Magic Wand. A complex and obscure Spell Chant, carried by Magic Power, reached everyone’s ears. Below, the number of Demon Beast corpses grew, and the dome in the sky expanded until it spanned nearly half the horizon.

When Sang Luo, using her Invisibility Technique, tracked them to the altar, she was so shocked by the scene that she was rendered speechless.

A Demon Emperor Rank Nine-headed Demon Snake had just been teleported to the Beast World through the dome.

’Who knows how many more Beastmen will be killed or injured.’

Sang Luo grew anxious. She had asked Si Ye to deliver a message to Fei Yuan, but so much time had passed with no sign of a response.

As if in answer to her call, the Eye of the Ruins erupted with a brilliant light, turning night to day for an instant. A peerlessly handsome man with black hair and black robes strode out from the rift. Behind him followed an army of thousands of beasts. The various King Beasts had reverted to their original forms, each as large as a mountain. The myriad beasts surged forward, roaring like the Divine Beasts of myth, all gathered in one place.

The Sky Tiger Clan had the largest contingent, with nearly the entire clan gathered—almost a thousand Beastmen.

Si Ye followed on Fei Yuan’s left.

He anxiously scanned the area below, clutching his chest.

Sang Luo deactivated her Invisibility Technique, peeked out from a corner of the wall, and gave a small wave.

Joy flashed in Si Ye’s eyes. The next second, he teleported to her side and pulled her into a tight embrace.

The assembled demons were all stunned by the sudden arrival of the great Beastman army and failed to notice this little interlude.

Except for one person.

Quan Jin watched the embracing couple from a distance, his expression unreadable.

After a moment, he pulled his hood lower, became invisible, and withdrew.

Fei Yuan descended from the sky alone, landing to face the gathered Demon Sect Bishops.

The Demon Beasts watched him with apprehension, entering a state of attack.

The pressure emanating from him, a being at the Peak of Beast Emperor, was terrifying!

"Phoenix Emperor, what an honor. I trust you’ve been well." The Archbishop stepped forward. He took off his gray cloak, revealing the appearance of a man in his dotage. Yet his eyes, which should have been cloudy, were exceptionally clear, holding a sharp and ruthless glint.

Fei Yuan clasped his hands behind his back, his posture casual yet noble. "Tens of thousands of years ago, the Void Demon Realm was soundly defeated by the Beast World. Both sides signed a treaty of non-aggression and have coexisted peacefully for millennia. However, in recent times, my people in the Beast World have repeatedly suffered invasions from Demon Beasts. And now, the Void Demon Realm intends to unilaterally break the seal and invade the Beast World. I wonder if the Archbishop can offer an explanation to me and to the people of the Beast World?"

"Hmph. ’The winner takes all’ is ancient history. My Demon Clan has been imprisoned in this barren wasteland for ten thousand years. We’ve had enough!" a Demon Envoy said, flicking his finger nonchalantly, his voice wicked and lazy.

"In this world, might is everything. Only the weak resort to reasoning. What good is a treaty written in black and white?" a curvaceous Demon Envoy stepped out. She was clearly a female, and she giggled coquettishly while covering her lips.

"Does the Void Demon Realm intend to completely break the treaty and declare war?" the Sky Tiger Clan Leader’s voice boomed like a great bell.

"It’s been a full thirty thousand years since the last great war! Today, my Demon Clan is brimming with young talent. The tables have turned, and it’s our time to rise!"

The Archbishop no longer bothered to hide his gluttonous ambition. He tore away his old, decrepit facade, and his stooped figure suddenly shot up, transforming into a tall, burly middle-aged man.

He no longer hid his strength—Peak of Imperial Rank!

His power seemed even deeper and more terrifying than Fei Yuan’s!

At the same time, Si Ye carried Sang Luo to Fei Yuan’s side.

Fei Yuan glanced at her with a smile. "It’s only been a few days, Little Luoruo. How did you sneak off to the Void Demon Realm to play? Are you having fun?"

Sang Luo ignored his teasing. "I’m still alive, at least."

Her gaze instinctively swept over the Demon Soldiers and Generals arrayed for battle, but she didn’t see Quan Jin. Excluding the Archbishop, only six of the Seven Great Demon Envoys remained. ’So he was one of the Demon Envoys too,’ she realized.

"This Archbishop seems even stronger than you. Can you beat him?" Sang Luo asked Fei Yuan.

"He’s an old fossil who’s lived for five thousand years. He’ll certainly be a tough nut to crack," Fei Yuan said.

Sang Luo’s heart leaped into her throat, but then she heard him chuckle. "But if I chew on him a bit, he’ll shatter all the same."

A thought occurred to Si Ye, and he asked Fei Yuan, "Has the Lord of the Demon Realm not awakened yet?"