I Beg You to Become the Great Sage of Our Demon Race!

"I understand!" The Red Dragon Venerable appeared to be suppressing his anger, his acting skills comparable to those of a primary school student.

Xu Lang already knew the purpose of their visit, and sat calmly in the main seat, waiting for them to speak.

"Building Lord Xu, we are here on behalf of the entire Demon Race!" Thousand-Eyes Venerable said solemnly.

His old eyes were fixed on Xu Lang, as if trying to discern something.

"You represent the entire Demon Race? The Black Lotus should also represent the entire Demon Race, right? How many Demon Race are there exactly?" Xu Lang provoked.

"Forgive my bluntness, but Black Lotus will likely return empty-handed this time, so you don't need to worry about that little girl, Building Lord," Thousand-Eyes Venerable replied.

Titan Building has twelve peaks, but its cohesion is far less than that of Mad King Building. If Black Lotus Venerable wants to succeed on this trip, he will have to persuade all twelve people, which is no easy task.

"Oh? So you mean this was Black Lotus's unilateral action?"

Xu Lang's words immediately made the Thousand-Eyes Venerable's heart tighten.

Why is this Building Lord so difficult to deal with? And is he even going to talk to us or not? Why is he so fixated on our sore points?

The Red Dragon Venerable stopped acting aggressively, as if he was being suppressed, completely forgetting the Thousand-Eyes Venerable's prior instructions.

"But it doesn't matter anyway."

The two sentences from Xu Lang were less than two seconds apart, but they were like a drawn bowstring, causing the Thousand-Eyes Venerable's emotions to fluctuate wildly.

The Thousand-Eyes Venerable sat upright, listening attentively. However, Xu Lang did not say why it didn't matter, but instead said, "Tell me your purpose."

The change in tone was too swift, getting straight to the point. The Thousand-Eyes Venerable dared not hesitate, lest further complications arise, and quickly explained the purpose of his trip.

"I hope the Mad King Building can drive away all the martial artists of the Mortal Realm. For this, my Demon Race is willing to befriend the Mad King Building and offer rewards... Name your terms!"

The news of the Demon Race envoys entering the Demon King Castle spread quickly and reached the ears of the NPCs, like a meteorite falling into the sea, creating a huge uproar!

The NPCs were all in a panic!

Among the NPCs were many exceptionally intelligent individuals who almost instantly guessed the Demon Race' purpose in coming!

In the Magic Box World, a large group of people quickly gathered at the secluded retreat of the Great Yin Empress; these were all NPCs who had received intelligence.

Zhao Wuchang said urgently, "Your Majesty, the Demon Race Clan harbors treacherous intentions. Their visit to Building Lord Xu this time may be a trap for us!"

The longer they stayed at the Mad King Building, the more respect they showed Xu Lang, and Zhao Wuchang was no exception.

"If Building Lord really betrays us..." Chief Supervisor Yuan frowned, using a rather serious word.

"We're currently inside the Mad King Building," said a marshal from the Great Yin Dynasty clad in battle armor. "I've confirmed that if we kill the players inside the dormitories, we can seize them."

This idea is risky, but also very appealing.

They kill players, become players themselves, and take their place, thus still being able to control turrets and defend against the Demon Army.

Many people present were tempted.

If Xu Lang is persuaded by the Demon Race to stop them from living in the Mad King Building, or even to turn against them, then they will have no choice but to flee.

In this vast world, with so many Demon Race, where can they possibly escape to?

This is almost certainly a hopeless situation.

Great Yin Empress certainly didn't want to escape; she still wanted to launch a counterattack on Heaven's Gate, obtain the Primordial Origin Energy, and attain her Fruit Rank.

At this moment, all the choices were in Xu Lang's hands, a feeling that made the Great Yin Empress very uncomfortable.

"How confident are you in seizing the Mad King Building and taking over all thirty floors? How long will it take?" Great Yin Empress asked, her eyes narrowing slightly.

Just then, a commotion broke out outside the pavilion, followed by the announcements from the Great Yin Empress's personal maid, one after another.

"Your Majesty the Empress!"

"Lu Chenzhou of Heaven-Equaling Mountain requests an audience!"

"Gu Changfeng, leader of the North Sea Sword Alliance, requests an audience!"

"Chu Kuangge Chu Family requests an audience!"

"Xiao Bieli the Evil Extreme Sect requests an audience!"

"The Carefree Sect..."

"..."

All the top figures have arrived, including those NPCs who didn't accept Xu Lang's invitation to the reception room.

Seclusion?

Shut up!

Now we're about to lose our home!

"I won't see them. Let them wait outside," Great Yin Empress said, waving her hand.

She remained indifferent and unmoved.

With so many people coming to visit, there must be spies from Demon King Castle among them, and even if there aren't, they might still have ulterior motives.

The right thing to do is to make up their minds first, and then screen them one by one.

Upon seeing the Great Yin Empress's demeanor, some veteran officials in the court immediately realized that the Empress had designs on him.

Replacing it is not necessarily a bad thing!

"Your Majesty, for the next meeting, would you like this old Daoist priest to draw talismans and chant incantations?" an old man dressed in a black robe with cryptic patterns asked.

He was a hidden official of the Great Yin Dynasty, with a seniority even higher than that of the Great Yin Empress, and had served the Great Yin Dynasty for nearly seven hundred years.

"Agreed." Great Yin Empress nodded.

"I humbly submit that heaven and earth are shrouded in darkness, the sun and moon are hiding their essence, and mountains and rivers are gathering their energy..." The old man in black robes took out a talisman, recited a mantra, and the space immediately became dark, as if we had entered another space.

"Hidden Official Li, we still have that damn curse inside us," Zhao Wuchang reminded him.

The old man in black robes nodded, and the incantations on his robes suddenly came to life, spreading out like tadpoles and crawling onto the bodies of everyone present.

"Legendary outfit, interesting..."

On the other side, Xu Lang felt that the Magic Box Curse had been temporarily suppressed, and he was actually a little excited.

What others have is yours; sooner or later you'll take that robe and melt it down.

"Name your terms, they sound very tempting, but what if you turn your backs on me afterwards? Besides, I'm not one to break my promises." Xu Lang shook his head and said to the two Venerables, "You can leave now. I'll pretend this never happened."

In fact, from the moment he invited the two into the house, the Demon Race had already gained an advantage, as this action directly created a rift between the players and the NPCs.

However, the Demon Race wanted to earn even more.

"I can see that you, Building Lord Xu, are a man of your word and keep your promises. Since you have already reached an agreement with the martial artists of the Mortal Realm within the tower, we cannot say anything more," the Thousand-Eyes Venerable said with a compliment. Then he added, "But there is one more thing that I think Building Lord Xu would be interested in!"

"You say!"

Here comes the important part!

"The Demon Emperor wishes to invite Building Lord to become the Great Sage of our clan!"