"A Demon Saint rumor?"
Qiu Yan's heart stirred. Over the past half month of traveling, he had come to understand much of this world's customs and conditions. Naturally, he also knew what a Demon Saint represented.
A Demon King ruled a nation, with cultivation at the Fifth Realm, equivalent to a First Rank deity. Yet a Demon Saint stood even above a Demon King. Legend said they were the guardians of an entire continent, with combat strength comparable to a Star Lord.
Still, though curious about the other man's words, Qiu Yan knew that someone at a Demon King's level would not speak without cause. He would not reveal such a thing so easily, much less mention it by accident as though he had misjudged the situation.
This Winged King must have said it deliberately. He sent an army here before, and now he has had someone take action again. He means to test me, perhaps to see the level of my realm and battle strength before reacting. But my main purpose in coming here was not this, and I am merely a passerby in Northern Julu Continent. I cannot remain long...
With that thought, Qiu Yan smiled. "Your Majesty misunderstands. I am merely a preacher of the Way, not some Demon King from elsewhere. I came this time to speak with Your Majesty and ask that you establish this small Knowledge and Action Doctrine of mine as the national religion."
"A national religion?"
Qiu Yan spoke bluntly, without the slightest attempt to beat around the bush. He came straight to the point and stated his purpose. Had anyone else said such words, they would surely have provoked the displeasure of the Winged nobles atop the city wall. But coming from Qiu Yan, it somehow seemed only natural. After all,