"You two possess exceptional wisdom and excel at divination. I hereby appoint you as the foremost of our Demon Race's Ten Direction Demon Marshals, to command its armies."
"As you command!"
Fuxi and Bai Ze exchanged a glance, delight welling in both their eyes.
Their efforts had finally borne fruit. All their work to build ties with Daochen from the very beginning had not been in vain.
Foremost of the Ten Direction Demon Marshals, commanding the Demon Race's countless troops.
Their standing was beneath Daochen alone, and only half a step below Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi.
Daochen nodded slightly at the sight.
The Demon Race had always been unruly and defiant, with greed and bloodlust running rampant. But Bai Ze and Fuxi differed from the other Greater Demons. Rather than shouting about fighting and killing all day, they excelled at strategy, divining heaven's secrets, and making sound decisions.
Talents like these were naturally suited to command.
As for those Greater Demons who knew nothing but fighting and killing all day, those brave but brainless fools-make them commanders?
They could go screw around somewhere else!
If the Demon Race's armies fell into their hands, who knew how much trouble they would stir up for him?
Better to have them stay quietly where they belonged.
The remaining Greater Demons gazed at Fuxi and Bai Ze, green with envy, then looked eagerly toward Daochen.
They hoped Daochen would grant them appointments as well.
Even without any real authority, a title would be nice!
Kunpeng in particular had opened his mung-bean-sized eyes so wide they were almost as big as soybeans.
The demons had already revered him as their Demon Master before this.
He had also contributed to installing Daochen on the throne. Surely whatever office he received should be no lower than