"Brother, what did your divination reveal?"
Nuwa felt uneasy. A bad premonition welled up inside her.
Fu Xi sighed wistfully. "Bai Ze and Ji Meng just went to the Sun Star. The two star gods, Dijun and Taiyi, have agreed to serve as Demon Emperors together!"
"What? So there are four leaders of the Demon Race, counting you and me?"
Nuwa's heart sank. If that was the case, with Dijun and Taiyi taking a share of the fortune and merit, her plan to gain merit and become a Saint by leading the Demon Race had fallen through completely.
"That's not all! Bai Ze and Ji Meng also went to the North Sea!"
Fu Xi furrowed his brows. "Old Ancestor Kunpeng of the North Sea is also part of the Demon Race, and his strength is no less than yours or mine. It's hardly surprising that he would become a leader."
Some time later, the news from the North Sea was confirmed as well. Fu Xi said, "Kunpeng agreed to become the Demon Race's teacher!"
"Heh, looks like Bai Ze had already been in contact with Kunpeng! No wonder they thought to ask me to become the Demon Chancellor. So there really are Demon Emperors, as well as a military adviser for the myriad demons."
Fu Xi couldn't help admiring Bai Ze's talent for organization. With these five leaders, the Demon Court finally looked like a proper Demon Court.
If the Demon Court were as they had first imagined—a force with only Nuwa as its ancestral leader—it would have seemed rather thinly staffed!
"Leading the Demon Race and gaining merit to become a Saint isn't the only path to sainthood!"
Though Nuwa was the Demon Ancestor and seemed to stand above every other leader of the Demon Race, she knew that