The Demon Emperor's Troubles! How to Please the Little Ancestor-Waiting Online, Urgently Needed!

The character "Houtu" fell to the ground.

"Can."

This word was as heavy as Mount Tai, and its sound was like a bell tolling from the earth's core, echoing thunderously on the shores of the Netherworld Sea of Blood.

The words "This is against the rules" that Yuanshi Tianzun was about to utter were swallowed back down.

He looked at Houtu.

That face was no longer merely gentle; it now possessed a majesty and compassion that held sway over life and death.

He glanced again at the direction her gaze had fallen as she nodded—at his own disciple, who was sleeping soundly in Hongjun's arms, smacking her lips as if she were dreaming of eating Mapo Tofu.

The Yuanshi Tianzun remained silent.

Rule?

What rules are there to speak of in front of Lin Shen?

The very existence of this little guy is the greatest subversion of all the rules of the Primordial World.

It sounds absurd to have an Ancestral Witch from a Witch Clan preach.

But then I thought about it again. Not long ago, my Jade Yuxu Palace, which symbolizes the "Heaven-Explaining Great Dao," Square Dance on the Kunlun Mountain Peak.

Compared to this, having Houtu preach doesn't seem like such a world-shaking event.

The Yuanshi Tianzun silently withdrew the step he was about to take, reverting to his eternally frozen expression, though the Jade Purity Immortal Light surrounding him revealed a sense of dejection.

The Tongtian Jiaozhu, on the other hand, seemed completely indifferent, even stroking his chin with interest as he whispered to his two older brothers in the Divine Sense Group Chat.

"Interesting, very interesting! Having the Witch Clan preach is much more interesting than listening to you, Second Brother, rattle off all those rules and regulations!"

"I'd like to see what kind of nonsense this Houtu girl has in store for her."

Taiqing Laozi remained with his eyes closed, seemingly oblivious to everything around him.

Other Sage, such as Nuwa, Fuxi, Kunpeng, quickly accepted this fact after the initial shock.

After all, the Six Paths of Reincarnation were something that Houtu and Lin Shen "played" together.

It is reasonable and logical for Houtu to be the Houtu speaker.

And so, in an eerily harmonious atmosphere, the speaker for the Third Preaching was decided.

Hongjun Daozu was very satisfied with this result. He announced that they would meet again in three thousand years. Then, holding Lin Shen, he vanished in a flash.

The saints and Ancestral Witch dispersed, each with their own heavy thoughts.

They must go back, properly digest what they have seen and heard today, and make full preparations for the "reincarnation lesson" three thousand years from now.

A new storm is brewing.

That will be another, ultimate involutionary competition revolving around "how to keep the Great Dao Incarnate from dozing off during lectures."

Above the nine heavens, in the Demon Race Heavenly Court.

Inside the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, a deathly silence filled the air; even the breathing of the demon god could be clearly heard.

Di Jun sat high on the Demon Emperor's throne, the Sun Essence Wheel in his hand, a symbol of his status, its light flickering, revealing the unease in its master's mind.

Beside him, Donghuang Taiyi held the Chaos Bell, his heroic and extraordinary face shrouded in gloom.

Below the main hall, Bai Ze, Ji Meng, Ying Zhao, and other high-ranking members of the demon race all bowed their heads, silent as if trembling with fear.

"Tell me about it."

Di Jun's voice was low and hoarse, revealing no emotion.

"That Little Ancestor from Kunlun Mountain, along with that girl Houtu, even caused the cycle of reincarnation to begin in the Netherworld Sea of Blood."

"What should we, the demon race, do?"

These words made the atmosphere in the hall even more tense.

How?

What can they do?

Ever since that Little Ancestor appeared out of nowhere, the entire Primordial World has completely gone astray.

The Three Pure Ones attained enlightenment, Nuwa attained enlightenment, and Fuxi attained enlightenment; that's understandable, since they were all guests of the Zixiao Palace and had profound foundations.

But what happened next?

Those two old foxes, Qiankun and Yin Yang, attained enlightenment by providing food and entertainment.

Kunpeng, that cunning old fox, also attained enlightenment by working as a driver.

Now, even Minghe, who only knew how to hide in the Blood Sea and kill, has proven himself by doing some kind of "e-sports"!

Not to mention those two shameless Westerners who both became saints by "borrowing" from the Heavenly Dao!

Even the Witch Clan, whom they had always looked down upon and considered a major threat, saw Houtu rise to Houtu, taking control of reincarnation and becoming the Lord of the Earthly Dao, her status almost on par with their Heavenly Dao Sage!

If you count on your fingers, how many Sages have been added to the Primordial World in these short few thousand years?

Eleven!

Eleven in total!

The term "Sage," which once represented the supreme and unique throughout eternity, is now popping up like cabbages on the roadside, one crop after another.

And what about the demon race?

He possesses the Myriad Stars Array, commands all demons, and enjoys the height of his fortune.

However, the two demon emperors were still stuck at the threshold of the Quasi-Saint peak, unable to move forward.

It feels like everyone in the village has won the lottery and become rich, while you're still stuck with your small plot of land, watching enviously.

Anxiety!

A tremendous anxiety gripped the hearts of every high-ranking member of the demon race.

"Your Majesty, in my opinion..."

With the Demon Master Kunpeng gone, Bai Ze became the sole strategist.

He stepped forward with a heavy heart, gently waving his feather fan, his face filled with solemnity.

"By now, we are far behind."

"Whether it's the Three Pure Ones, the Witch Clan, or those two from the West, they have all found the correct way to communicate with that 'Great Dao Incarnate'."

"That is... to cater to their preferences!"

Di Jun frowned and snorted coldly.

"Play to their preferences? Easier said than done!"

"Who can fathom that little guy's preferences? One moment he loves candy, the next he's obsessed with roller coasters, and the next he's fascinated by playing with clay!"

"Are we, the mighty Heavenly Emperor of the Demon Race, to be like those Ancestral Witch, putting on a show for him?!"

Di Jun's voice was filled with the pride and resentment of an emperor.

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger."

Bai Ze immediately bowed and continued his analysis.

"Playing monkey tricks is certainly undignified. But we can use our unique demon race methods to 'cater to their tastes'!"

"Oh?"

Di Jun became interested.

Tell me about it.

Bai Ze cleared his throat, his eyes gleaming with wisdom.

"That Little Ancestor may have many interests, but fundamentally, they all boil down to three points."

"First, it must be novel and fun."

"Second, it needs to be sparkly and impressive."

Third, make him Sense of Participation, so that he feels that this is his own masterpiece!

"Yuanshi Tianzun's 'Primordial World Sandbox' was able to seize this third point and thus win the championship."

Bai Ze's analysis was very logical and reasonable.

"And we, the demon race, control the Myriad Stars Array and possess the Heavenly Court. In terms of grandeur and magnificence, who in the Primordial World can compare with us?"

"Therefore, I have a plan!"

Bai Ze's tone carried a hint of excitement.

"We can hold the grandest, most magnificent, and most unique event since the World Creation of Primordial World for that Little Ancestor..."

"Myriad Stars Fantastical Parade!"

"A parade?"

Di Jun and Tai Yi raised their eyebrows simultaneously.

"Exactly!"

Bai Ze waved his feather fan even faster.

"We can mobilize 365 Demon Gods, each representing a major star, and have them lead their respective demon soldiers, disguised as various rare and exotic beasts!"

"The honor guard will be led by the Sun Star and the Moon Star!"

"With a sky full of stars as the backdrop and the Milky Way as the route for our journey!"

"We can even slightly modify the formation diagram of the Myriad Stars Great Array, transforming it from a killing array into... a gigantic 'Starlight Carousel' that can move through the sea of stars!"

"At that time, we will respectfully invite that Little Ancestor to ride this Carousel and, from the heavens above, review the thousands of divine generals of our demon race!"

"Such grandeur! Such a scene! Such a 'royal' Sense of Participation! Tell me, which child could resist?!"

Bai Ze became more and more excited as he spoke, and the scenes he described captivated the hearts of all the demon gods.

Inside the main hall, all the high-ranking members of the demon race were also thrilled, feeling that this plan was brilliant!

Di Jun and Tai Yi exchanged a glance, both seeing a spark of attraction in each other's eyes.

This plan not only showcased the strength and grandeur of the demon race, but also catered to the preferences of that Little Ancestor. More importantly, it preserved their dignity as the Heavenly Emperor.

Letting them perform monkey shows won't work.

But letting the Little Ancestor "inspect" them—that's acceptable!

"Good!"

Di Jun slammed his hand on the armrest of the throne, having made up his mind.

"As you say!"

"Issue my decree! All members of the demon race shall immediately begin preparations for the 'Myriad Stars Fantastical Parade'!"

"All demon gods must display their best skills! Whoever has the most magnificent procession and the most spectacular performance will be richly rewarded!"

"Bai Ze, you are fully in charge of this matter! You must make sure it's done in a way that will greatly please that Little Ancestor..."

In Di Jun's eyes, a flame of imperial ambition and determination ignited.

He refused to believe that with the combined power of the entire demon race, he couldn't please a three-year-old toddler!