After Being Forced to Conquer the Crazy and Tyrannical Demon Lord, the Entire Book Had a Happy Ending - Chapter 34

At the long table in the council chamber, Wen Ruan sat with a disheveled head, staring wide-eyed at Mu Zhe.

She looked utterly bewildered.

What had happened? Just moments ago, she was clearly lying on that incredibly comfortable bed.

How did she end up here with a blink of an eye?

She hesitated and pinched her face. Good, it wasn’t a dream.

“Host, you were just teleported. It’s nothing serious, don’t be nervous.” 996 reassured her.

Wen Ruan silently straightened her collar and curled her snow-white toes.

She suddenly felt grateful that she had worn a long gown last night to keep warm.

But nobody sleeps wearing shoes.

Now she stood here barefoot, and the cold air shot straight to the top of her head.

The person opposite her noticed her movement and made an indiscernible snort.

A flash of white light later, a pair of embroidered shoes appeared by her feet.

Wen Ruan quickly put them on, trying hard to restrain the urge to beat him up. She looked up at him, speaking with a fake smile:

“My dear Demon Lord, may I ask if there’s something urgent you summoned me for?”

We had agreed to have a break during this time, but holy crap, it’s only been two days and you’ve managed to bring me here like this.

Was it really that difficult to send someone to call me in a less crude way?!

If it’s not something on the level of “the cultivation world is about to invade,” I swear I’ll punch you to death.

Bastard!

She clenched her fist, her chest rising and falling rapidly, like a firecracker with sparks about to explode in place.

Mu Zhe glanced at the veins on the back of her hand. He suddenly smiled faintly, speaking with an interested tone:

“You want to hit me?”

“I wouldn’t dare,” she replied stiffly.

He scoffed and threw a set of clothes at her. “Change into these.”

Caught off guard, the clothes smothered Wen Ruan’s head as she struggled in a panic.

Countless curses raced through her mind.

Suddenly, the clothes above her head were lifted, and the radiance of a night pearl shone upon her again. She finally saw the light.

Wen Ruan squinted, looking at the Demon Lord who had suddenly appeared in front of her.

Mu Zhe tied his hair into a high ponytail today, using a moon-white ribbon to tie up his ink-black hair, creating a beautiful butterfly knot.

Hmm, very youthful, very much like a teenager.

She selectively ignored his face and looked down.

Surprisingly, he was not wearing his usual black attire but a moon-white narrow-sleeved brocade robe, with silver threads embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns on the cuffs and lapels.

He was already handsome by nature, and this outfit made him even more charming.

At first glance, one might think he was some noble young master.

Regardless of who looked at him, no one would connect the person in front of them with the infamous Demon Lord from the Demon Realm.

Tsk, this person’s appearance is too deceptive.

Suddenly, Mu Zhe’s eyes flickered, and he raised his hand.

!

Wen Ruan was so startled that she closed her eyes. Is he finally going to attack me?!

However, even after waiting for a while, nothing happened.

She cautiously opened one eye and peered at him timidly.

In the next moment, there was some extra weight on her head.

The young man, wearing an expression of disdain, tousled her hair. His slender fingers combed through the messy hair in a surprisingly gentle manner.

She was stunned. Wasn’t he going to attack her?

Just as she was complaining in her mind, Mu Zhe spoke, “The birds’ nests on trees are neater than this.”

With a snap, the pink bubble that had just formed burst into pieces.

She couldn’t contain her anger. “Who sleeps and still maintains a hairstyle? And there are no birds in the Demon Palace, so where would the bird nests come from on trees!”

Mu Zhe slowly withdrew his hand and lifted the corner of his lips. “They are coming. Aren’t you going to change your clothes?”

“They”?

Wen Ruan’s ears perked up, faintly hearing footsteps coming from outside the door. Her face changed immediately, and she picked up the pile of clothes and hid behind a folding screen.

The clothes she grabbed happened to be of the same style as Mu Zhe’s, with identical fabric, color, and patterns, except that the top was white.

While cursing silently in her heart, she quickly put them on. As she was tying her hair, the chaotic footsteps entered the room.

Immediately, there was a uniform shout, “Greetings, My Lord!”

From the sound of it, there were probably a dozen people.

She cautiously stuck her head out and first saw Zi Ji, recognizing a few other people as well.

Is it a morning meeting?

Should I go out or wait here until the meeting is over?

There is a small couch here, and it looks quite comfortable.

Taking a short nap seems like a viable option.

However, someone didn’t want to grant her wish.

Mu Zhe knocked on the table and said to the folding screen, “What are you hiding for? Come out.”

The Demon Generals who had just taken their seats were puzzled and looked over.

Wen Ruan, who had just laid down: …

There were sounds of clothing rustling behind the folding screen, making a slight noise.

After a while, the young girl lowered her head and walked out, standing obediently next to Mu Zhe.

The Demon Generals recognized her at a glance. Wasn’t she Lady Wen, who loved to deliver food?

Their hearts tightened. How could she be here?

They had heard that the Lord favored her, but they didn’t expect her to attend such an occasion.

It showed her significance in the Lord’s heart.

In the future, they must not offend her.

After the Demon Generals finished their mental gymnastics, they all stood up and respectfully greeted, “Greetings, My Lady.”

Wen Ruan shuddered. Normally, they aren’t like this. What has gotten into these demons?

She forced a smile. “Hello, hello.”

“We are going to Fuliang County,” Mu Zhe looked around at the excited faces of his subordinates and continued:

“During this time, you will guard the Demon Realm well.”

“Yes, My Lord!”

He stood up and said to Wen Ruan, “Let’s go.”

Wen Ruan was completely puzzled. She hadn’t quite grasped the current situation. “Wait, where are we going? What are we going to do?”

“What else can we do?”

Chi Feng, who had just finished his job as a demon beast caretaker, slammed the table, spraying spit onto the face of the demon in front of him. Ignoring the other’s murderous gaze, he continued:

“Of course, we’re going to snatch back the Secret Realm and beat up those cultivators from the Immortal Realm!”

Secret Realm?

Wen Ruan suddenly realized that the Purification Realm seemed to be in Fuliang County.

So they are going to… commit a robbery?

She felt a bit dazed. Her current position was the concubine of the villainous Demon Lord. Robbing a place together with him…

Seems not that excessive?

No, they are civilized people. How could they go robbing?

Clearly, they are going to dismantle the newly added strength of the enemy.

Wen Ruan looked resolute, gripping Mu Zhe’s arm tightly. “Let’s go.”

It’s like falling asleep and finding a pillow. 50 points, I am coming!

Mu Zhe glanced down at his arm, a small smile tugging at his lips. He waved his hand, tearing open a rift in space.

Just as they were about to enter, he paused, turned to Zi Ji, and said, “Throw those three into the Abyss of Demons.”

Zi Ji was puzzled. “Which three?”

He was a little impatient, pointing at Wen Ruan. “The three who came in with her, throw them into the Abyss of Demons to feed the demonic beasts.”

Zi Ji understood and was about to say something, but the two figures had already disappeared into the rift.

She felt a bit distressed. “Couldn’t you be clearer? What kind of ‘feed’ are you talking about?!”