Chapter 614: Chapter 555: Tit for Tat_3

The Female Demon Lord was clearly superior in intelligence, and despite being spoken to so frivolously by a subject in front of the crowd of demons, she maintained her composure without revealing any emotions. With a light sweep of her eyes, she silenced the numerous whisperings below.

She spoke calmly, “As my brother mentioned earlier, only matters of national importance should bother my father. It’s just a small revolt by the Nine Serpents Tribe, defying my intentions. To slaughter them would indeed be just that—slaughter.”

Mi Lu responded with a hint of surprise, “A mere Nine Serpents Tribe, without even a Demon Cultivator from the Tribulation Realm, dares to rebel?”

“The leading rebels are from the Jiaolong Clan. The Nine Serpents Tribe has always desired to form ties with the Jiaolong Clan. This is merely an act of following in betrayal.”

Mi Lu’s gaze suddenly became more aggressive, “If they are merely followers in rebellion, then let the laws of the Demon World decide their fate. Such a crime does not warrant disaster for the entire tribe. Even if they are guilty, they are still subjects of the Demon World, and the ground they stand upon belongs to our lands. Majesty, your solitary actions of eradicating an entire clan and turning our lands barren for a mere cat could easily earn you a reputation as a tyrant.”

The old man with a goatee immediately burst into tears, “Pity my Qingyang Tribe, loyal for generations, has never committed any acts of rebellion, yet suffers from this calamity.”

Amidst the old man’s crying, some felt that this was blowing things out of proportion. If they were rebels, let them be killed; if they were to be annihilated, let them be annihilated. Why act this way? Should the Emperor’s majesty be challenged by such trivial matters?

Yet others thought, as there are laws in the land and justice needs its rule: being the ruler of all demons, one should indeed lead by example. How can one act like a butcher splashing blood around, indiscriminately killing?

Especially for just a cat.

Isn’t that absurd?

Above the high platform, banners fluttered vigorously, appearing as deep and solemn as blood under the reflection of earth’s fire.

The Demon Lord sat languidly at the highest point, as if unaffected by the surrounding pressures, lightly stroking a cat, casting her gaze over her subjects, capturing the chaotic dances of myriad creatures below in her indifferent eyes, seemingly viewing them as nothing more than a bunch of clowns jumping around.

She smirked derisively, “The clan has been annihilated; the people, killed. Brother, do you intend to settle accounts with the Nine Serpents Tribe after the fact?”

Mi Lu’s smile stiffened slightly, deeply disliking her composure and disdain. Squinting his cold eyes, he said, “Your Majesty overreacts. The servant has not yet dared to offend Your Majesty for the sake of rebels. However, I believe, with Your Majesty’s boundless power, why exhaust the effort of cultivation to annihilate a mere insignificant tribe? The main culprits are the Jiaolong Clan from Youchuan Marsh. Besides, recent disturbances in the Demon World also include the suppression of Malevolent Spirits in the thirteen cities of Qingzhou. With spirits rampant and demonic gates open, merely repairing and reinforcing the Barrier is but a temporary solution. Rather than committing a slaughter over a cat, if you truly have the ability, why not capture a few Jiaolong for a Blood Sacrifice at today’s Monarch’s Return Banquet to bolster our might? A Blood Sacrifice formation could suppress those spirits for another hundred and eighty years, sparing our soldiers guarding the formations needless suffering.”

“Catching a few insignificant flies to demonstrate power serves little purpose. The Jiaolong have been rampant for thousands of years, and only I, the Young Lord, dare to subdue them. Majesty has long hesitated to suppress the Jiaolong Clan—could it be fear of the ferocious dragons of Youchuan Marsh? Indeed, indeed. In recent years, the Jiaolong Clan has seen frequent breakthroughs into the Tribulation Realm, and even more so, it is rumored that they have awakened the power of the Dragon Vein. Majesty’s wariness is understandable.”

Though Mi Lu outwardly respected her as the Demon Lord, his words laced with jealousy and mockery were hardly concealed: “If these troublesome matters cannot be resolved, I would advise Your Majesty to delegate these major affairs to Father’s lingering will to decide. Though Father is gone, his remaining will is far beyond what Your Majesty can match.”

The royal lineage was still the royal lineage, their inherent contempt and arrogance not diminished even if their bones were broken.

After all, in Mi Lu’s eyes, the now exalted Demon Lord above was no different from the dirty discarded demons of Wasteland City back in the day.