Di Jun's Plan

The method of becoming a Quasi-Sage had resolutely become their hope.

They even considered using the merit they had gained before the sermon to become Quasi-Sages afterward.

Just imagine it: aside from the Sages and Nuwa, if the first Quasi-Sages appeared, the Demon Race's prestige would rise even further.

"If we can become Quasi-Sages, our Demon Race will surely usher in a rise. When that time comes, it will be time to expand across the Primordial World."

For now, however, they did not dare do so. It was not for any other reason; their lack of combat power alone was an important issue preventing their expansion.

Not to mention anything else, they did not have many Great Luo fighters at present. Compared to the Witch Clan's twelve Ancestor Witches, they were simply no match.

The two flew through the starry sky, while figures continuously appeared around them.

After looking at those figures and scanning his surroundings, Eastern Emperor Taiyi could not help but speak.

"These fellows are hiding deeply. We searched for so long, yet we still couldn't find them."

As Di Jun looked at the immortals around them, a trace of anger appeared in his eyes, and he nodded. Nearly everyone from Zixiao Palace was among those Di Jun intended to recruit. Yet after returning, he discovered that the matter was not as simple as he had imagined.

Leaving aside everything else, none of those Zixiao Palace guests knew where they had hidden. Searching the entire Primordial World was rather troublesome.

The Witch Clan also seemed aware of those people's existence, yet they had not taken the initiative to harass them.

That made Di Jun even more irritated.

"Why are those Witch Clan bastards so lucky? They expanded their territory without disturbing these people at all."

After saying that, Eastern Emperor was also curious.

"Yeah, why have they expanded their territory so rapidly without disturbing any of these Zixiao Palace guests?"

The Great Luo cultivators who had joined the Demon Race now, people like Bai Ze, had only joined because they saw that the Demon Race's current circumstances were not good. Their own disciples had not actually been disturbed.

That was what made it strange.

While traveling, Eastern Emperor Taiyi thought of two people.

"Elder brother, what do you think of Fuxi and Nuwa?"

Di Jun was slightly taken aback. He then looked at the starry sky before him, his feet never slowing as he continued on his journey and said,

"I have taken notice of those two as well. They must be disciples of Nuwa's master, but we cannot easily provoke them, especially Nuwa."

"Even a Sage cannot afford to provoke Nuwa's master. It will not be easy to recruit someone so dangerous."

"Nuwa also has a conflict with the Sage. That day, the Sage lost face badly. The Sage will surely not resolve that karma so easily."

"If that is the case, there will definitely be another great battle in the future. For now, we must watch the fire from across the river."

"If we bring those two into our Demon Race, we may offend the Sage. When the time comes, if Nuwa's master does not intervene, we will still be the ones suffering for becoming enemies with a Sage."

Eastern Emperor nodded upon hearing this. It was fortunate that he had asked in advance; otherwise, given his temperament, he would certainly have gone to recruit them.

"Then how should the Demon Race develop in the future?"

Di Jun turned and glanced toward the Primordial World, his gaze seemingly already fixed on a target.

He then turned back and said directly,

"After this sermon, once we break through, first, we will gather the living beings of the Primordial World. Second..."

"After the Dragon-Phoenix Tribulation, the Dragon Race may have declined, but if they are incorporated into the Demon Race, our race's fortune should rise once again."

"Even if we bring them over merely as mounts, they will still be useful."

The Dragon Race had declined ever since the Dragon-Phoenix Tribulation.

Once a flourishing race, it had suffered through that great calamity of heaven and earth, causing every dragon born afterward to carry karmic sin.

That karmic sin hindered the Dragon Race's cultivation speed.

Over time, the Dragon Race was destined to decline.

Eastern Emperor Taiyi greatly disdained the Dragon Race, but hearing that they could be used as mounts made the idea much more acceptable.

Though he looked down on the Dragon Race, he could still accept using them as mounts.

After looking at the situation before him, he could not help but say,

"Elder Brother is truly wise. Though the Dragon Race is weak, they are more than capable of serving as mounts."

After speaking, he looked into the depths of the starry sky, while Di Jun nodded as well.

"This trip to Zixiao Palace is partly for listening to the Dao, but Tai Yi, you must also continue to befriend the Great Powers in Zixiao Palace. If an opportunity arises, we may add considerable combat strength to the Demon Race this time."

As the two flew, they completely ignored Bai Ze behind them.

Bai Ze was like an invisible man at that moment. He had followed the two from the very beginning.

Even now, he was still following them.

Listening to their conversation, he nodded inwardly.

His joining the Demon Race was not for the sake of all living beings; that would have been overstating it.

It was merely for the Demon Race's fortune.

From the current situation, the Demon Race's two emperors were rather promising. Although Eastern Emperor Taiyi was not particularly clever and was somewhat foolish,

he could still be kept in check by Di Jun. Furthermore, he possessed the supreme treasure, the Eastern Emperor Bell, making him a top-tier combatant.

Di Jun's strength was also top-tier, and his strategic ability was no worse.

Throughout the Demon Race's development over the past thousand years, Di Jun had not immediately entered the struggle for the Primordial World.

Instead, he had continuously absorbed members of the Demon Race, waiting for the Witch Clan to oppress all living beings. Once that matter reached its peak and the living beings of the Primordial World were filled with indignation, the Witch Clan would become the public enemy of the Primordial World.

Such a course of action could not only increase the Demon Race's strength and fortune, but even bring a measure of karmic sin upon the Witch Clan without anyone noticing.

"Your Majesty, I still have a few friends in the Primordial World. During this trip to Zixiao Palace, let me recruit them into the Demon Race."

The two, who had been flying all along, were suddenly startled. Only when they turned around did they realize that Bai Ze had been following them.

They then looked toward Bai Ze behind them, and their hearts settled.

"Bai Ze, we will have to trouble you with this. Rest assured, you are a great contributor to our Demon Race. In the future, we will certainly not disappoint all you have done for the Demon Race and the Heavenly Court."

Bai Ze nodded, and the three of them entered the chaos together.

When they arrived at Zixiao Palace, they saw that a crowd had already gathered outside.

However, the two were somewhat puzzled. After looking around, they seemed to be missing someone.

In the end, Eastern Emperor could not help but ask,

"How strange. Nuwa and Fuxi have not come. Could something have delayed them?"

Di Jun sat there watching, wanting to see what mischief Nuwa would cause this time. Yet only after arriving did he realize that Nuwa had not come.

"It does not matter. We need not concern ourselves with them. We have more important matters to attend to."

After saying that, he walked toward the many Zixiao Palace guests before him.

Their main task this time was to recruit these Zixiao Palace cultivators.