I Really Want to Keep a Low Profile

[Brother Jun! I really don't want to be the Demon Emperor!]

[What's good about being the Demon Emperor?]

[Can I not participate in the future Witch-Demon War?]

[You know, besides Nuwa Becoming a Saint.]

[Three of you four great Demon Emperors died.]

[I can't become a Saint before the Witch-Demon War, so won't I die too?]

Li Mo said with a look of despair.

Only his junior sister Bai Qianqian behind him was incredibly excited.

However, at this moment.

Shang Yang, as an astrologer, was the first to protest.

"Heavenly Emperor, Shang Yang believes this is inappropriate."

"Whether it's in terms of identity, status, or personal strength."

"Li Mo is not qualified to be the Demon Emperor."

"Shang Yang requests the Heavenly Emperor to withdraw his decree."

Shang Yang said, bowing.

[Shang Yang, you're amazing! I just need good people like you to help.]

[Anyone else? Anyone else? Hurry up and protest!]

Li Mo's face held a hint of excitement, his fists clenched as he muttered inwardly.

As long as he didn't have to be the Demon Emperor, he would do anything else.

Di Jun, however, glanced at Li Mo speechlessly.

The position of Demon Emperor was something countless people desired but could not obtain.

And he was actually refusing!

Even now, he was still thinking about how to escape.

The role he played was too significant.

No, you absolutely cannot escape, you will honestly be the Demon Emperor.

"Heavenly Emperor! Jiu Ying believes Shang Yang is right."

"Among the Demon Race present, there is more than one demon who is more qualified to be the Demon Emperor than Li Mo."

"Even if someone has to be the Demon Emperor, it shouldn't be a mere Mystic Immortal like Li Mo."

Jiu Ying's nine heads writhed like a nest of snakes.

[Well said! Go Jiu Ying!]

At this moment, Bai Ze looked at his disciple's excited expression and didn't know what he was thinking.

Although he also thought his disciple was unqualified, he was also puzzled as to what reason had led Di Jun and Tai Yi to make such a decision.

"Heavenly Emperor! Everyone is right!"

"My strength and status are too far off."

"I am simply not qualified to be the Demon Emperor, please the Heavenly Emperor choose someone else."

Li Mo bowed his head, beaming with joy.

[Do you still insist on making me the Demon Emperor now?]

[What kind of joke are you playing? With so many subordinates below, can you maintain control?]

Di Jun shook his head, hands behind his back, and said, "My decision is made. Li Mo will be the Demon Emperor, no matter what."

As soon as these words were spoken.

It immediately caused dissatisfaction among a portion of the Demon Race.

Among them, the leader of the Mad Rhino clan was the first to kneel, pleading, "We beg the Heavenly Emperor to withdraw his decree!"

The Mad Rhino leader's statement seemed to trigger a chain reaction.

In the great hall, except for Bai Ze, Bai Qianqian, and Li Mo himself, all the other demons knelt down.

The sound rose like a mountain roar and a tidal wave.

"We beg the Heavenly Emperor to withdraw his decree!"

"We beg the Heavenly Emperor to withdraw his decree!"

"We beg the Heavenly Emperor to withdraw his decree!"

"Brother Jun! Aren't you going to agree quickly!"

"I can't be the Demon Emperor. If I become the Demon Emperor, your subordinates will probably explode."

"No one can tolerate me being the Demon Emperor!"

Seeing this, Li Mo felt excited.

Di Jun, can you withstand the protests of so many subordinates?

However, in the next moment.

Di Jun was furious, and the golden Solar True Fire spread out like seawater, crazily extending in all directions.

For a time, wherever there were no Demon Race members standing in the great hall, there was Solar True Fire.

In just a moment, the temperature in the entire great hall rose sharply.

The terrifying pressure instantly made all Demon Race members below the Grand Unity Golden Immortal cultivation level feel as if a great mountain was pressing down on their shoulders.

Everyone's faces turned pale, feeling that they could barely withstand it.

"Enough! This decision was not made by me alone. The other three Demon Emperors also believe that it is reasonable for Li Mo to be the Demon Emperor."

"No matter how much you protest, this decision will not change in the slightest."

Di Jun directly suppressed them forcefully.

This decision is not something you can make.

We have already made it.

Do you think I am merely indulging Li Mo?

No!

This Emperor wants to keep Li Mo here and save your lives!

Do you know my painstaking efforts?

Di Jun thought to himself.

Alas, but how could he say it?

In the end, he had to bear it all alone.

At this moment, all the Demon Race members no longer raised any objections.

However, they dared not speak their minds.

Even the other three Demon Emperors did not voice any different opinions.

They could only obey Di Jun's wishes.

But in their hearts, they harbored endless dissatisfaction.

I don't know how Li Mo managed to persuade the few Demon Emperors with all sorts of sweet talk.

"Brother Jun! Brother Jun!"

"You're pushing me into a fiery pit!"

"If I become the Demon Emperor, can this matter still be kept a secret?"

"No, this matter must be kept low-key."

"Otherwise, my reputation as Li Mo will probably spread throughout the Great Desolation tomorrow."

"By then, I'll be a monk who can't escape his temple!"

"Would the Witch Clan allow a Demon Emperor who hasn't reached Saint to continue living in the Great Desolation?"

"If I were in the Witch Clan, I definitely wouldn't allow it."

"Make all the Demon Race members keep this matter a secret!"

"First, I need to establish my prestige, otherwise, no one will listen to me."

"No, I need to go up and say a few words!"

"I must say a few words!"

"Establishing prestige starts now!"

Li Mo muttered to himself.

Hearing this, Di Jun's eyes lit up. He was going to say a few words.

Good!

Establishing prestige is also a good thing.

However, this purpose is a bit unpleasant.

It's actually to make himself heard among the Demon Race and control their speech.

Li Mo coughed twice, cleared his throat, cupped his hands, and surveyed the surroundings, saying, "I am grateful for the Demon Emperor's favor. Since I have become Emperor Mo, this Emperor must say a few words."

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the great hall changed.

Pairs of eyes, like lanterns, stared intently at him, wide open.

"You're saying I'm fat, and now you're panting for air?"

The Heavenly Emperor said you are the Demon Emperor, but does that mean you qualify?

No! You don't!

You even want to go up and say a few words!

Even Bai Ze could feel faint wisps of malevolent energy emanating from them.

Everyone present wished they could crush Li Mo to death right then and there.

"Disciple, don't push yourself. So many of the Demon Race don't acknowledge you. Your current position is only because they fear the Heavenly Emperor's authority. Don't go up there and ask for trouble."

Bai Ze transmitted his voice from below.

But in reality, Bai Ze's teeth were practically aching with envy.

He, his master Bai Ze, was still a man of no achievements.

Yet his disciple was so capable.

He wondered what Li Mo had said in the Heavenly Emperor's ear during his recent outing.

How else could Di Jun have promoted him directly from a guard of the Eight Treasures Merit Dragon Pool to the Demon Emperor?

"Don't worry, Master. I'll just say a few words. After I say them, their attitude towards me will change."

After transmitting his voice, Li Mo walked directly to Di Jun's side.