In the Heavenly Court's Lingxiao Palace, Yun Ting was drinking when he sprayed out a mouthful of aged wine. "Demon Master, let me tell you something amusing. Ancestral Witch Xuanming has headed north, planning to go to the North Sea and make trouble for you."
Kunpeng looked completely bewildered. "What the hell? We've already had several rounds of drinks, and only now has the Wu Clan remembered that my Demon Script is the only thing they can't understand? They're going to make trouble for me? That's way too thickheaded, isn't it?"
Yun Ting spread his hands. "Who knows? Anyway, twelve Ancestral Witches can't scrape together four brains. It's normal for their meetings to drag on a little. Hmm, look closely—they've even split into two groups. Gonggong and Zhu Jiuyin have caught up too. They're probably afraid Xuanming alone won't be able to take you down."
Kunpeng chuckled. "A few Ancestral Witches are all the same... I came to the Heavenly Court long ago. They're still looking for me in the North Sea? They'd be dreaming if they thought they could catch me."
Di Jun coughed. "Ahem, Cloud Emperor, let me tell you some good news. While you were away inviting the Demon Master to join the Heavenly Court, we weren't idle either. The ten Quasi-Saint Demon Marshals have all gathered, and under Wa Empress's efforts, Xihe, Sovereign of the Moon Star, has also agreed to join the Demon Court and become the Demon Empress."
Hearing this, Yun Ting burst into laughter. "Then congratulations to our Heavenly Emperor, Your Majesty."
Taiyi chuckled. "Cloud Emperor, I have a suggestion. How about we go provoke the Wu Clan a little? We can't very well let those three Ancestral Witches make a wasted trip."
Yun Ting looked puzzled. "Ahem, Eastern Emperor, you mean... we