The Demon Master looked at the Ghost Spider, whose face was alive with excitement, and nodded, "Follow him closely, this is the greatest opportunity of your life."

Seeing the thrilled Ghost Spider, Lin Fang had to admit that the old are indeed wiser, the Demon Master had only said a few words and the Ghost Spider was already filled with gratitude, guessing that he would probably not refuse any request made in the future.

"Take a good look, this palace that this old one has poured his heart and soul into building will be the center of our Demon Clan from now on," the Demon Master said with a smile, pointing at the majestic great hall behind him.

This was his proudest creation, with such a perfected small world, the palace of the Demon Court naturally had to be built with an imposing presence to reflect the majesty of the Demon Court, this unyielding old man, in the depths of his heart, still compared the Demon Court with the Heavenly Court.

Pointing at the nearly completed palace with a sense of pride, he explained, "Don’t underestimate this palace. Have you heard of the Immortal Slaying Stage?"

"I have, it seems to be the place where the Heavenly Court executes Immortals," Bashan Tiger answered excitedly.

"That Immortal Slaying Stage is not just an ordinary execution platform, it’s also a treasure."

"Treasure!" Lin Fang muttered to himself.

"Yes, a treasure. At that place, the Mana, flesh, and soul of any Immortal who is executed are absorbed by the Immortal Slaying Stage, turning into nourishment for the treasure, which over these long years has probably executed countless Immortals. Once it is set in motion, it will surely shake the heavens," he explained.

Lin Fang sighed to himself, thinking the Jade Emperor was indeed an old capitalist, not letting anything go to waste.

But in this way, the strength of the Heavenly Court would inevitably be even more terrifying, knowing that treasures forged from the flesh and souls of Immortals over countless years were likely to be extremely formidable weapons of slaughter.

And it was key that such treasures were not the only ones in the Heavenly Court, at the very least the Immortal Transformation Pond and the Four Great Heavenly Gates should also be terrifying treasures.

Countless ambitious beings in the Three Realms aspired to unseat the Supreme from the throne of the Master of the Three Realms, but with so much power in his hands, was the Jade Emperor really that easy to deal with? Lin Fang didn’t have a clear answer in his heart.

He was just a transmigrator, who had taken some initiative due to his familiarity with "Journey to the West," but once "Journey to the West" ended, his ability to foresee would no longer exist, and he would be no different from any common creature in the Three Realms.

Fortunately, he had managed to harness the basics for survival during this brief period, and was not aimlessly drifting, unable to see the world’s true nature.

However, this made him even more curious about the palace built by the Demon Master, a formidable character whom he believed would most certainly consider the same things he could.

Now that he could confidently compare it with the Heavenly Court, the newly built palace of the Demon Court was naturally no ordinary construction.

His eyes carefully scrutinized the palace, and he noticed that the walls were covered with densely packed runes that were simply too numerous to count.

But Lin Fang, after all, had a deep understanding of the Way of Runes and could notice that although these runes were complicated, they were arranged together in a mysterious order, and their core was that sky-reaching giant tree.

Seeing the look in Lin Fang’s eyes, the Demon Master knew he had realized it and a satisfied smile appeared on his face as he said, "It seems you’ve seen it; this palace and the Starry Sky Tree can form a resonance. In the future, the force absorbed from the stars will continuously refine the palace, making it increasingly mysterious and terrifying."

After finishing, the Demon Master laughed and said, "And that’s not all. Eventually, the entire Demon Capital will be like this. In a few thousand years, the Demon Capital will become a fearsome treasure."

Hearing the Demon Master’s confident words, Lin Fang asked curiously, "Such intricate design couldn’t possibly be the work of your hands, could it, Lord Demon Master?"

As far as he knew, the Demon Master, though full of clever tactics and powerful, was lacking in the Way of Runes, particularly in their use. Such a complex and terrifying design was not something he could have achieved.

But among all the people he observed in the Demon Court, Lin Fang found no one capable of accomplishing this, so he was very curious about which genius had designed such a fearsome royal city.

Upon hearing this, a look of melancholy flashed across the Demon Master’s face, and he spoke with a hint of wistfulness, "Naturally, this was not my work. It was designed by a friend of Her Majesty for her, and the blue short dagger in Her Majesty’s possession is his handiwork, of course, as well as that terrifying Great Formation of the Entire Sky."

Lin Fang was extremely shocked upon hearing this. This was a once-in-a-generation genius! He had personally experienced the power of the blue short dagger, and the terrifying Great Formation of the Entire Sky was so infamous that the Heavenly Court treated it as their strongest trump card.

Now this same person was able to design such a powerful royal city; he was clearly more than a mere genius.

"It’s just a pity he disappeared in that war, and it wasn’t until the Exorcist stepped forward that we learned it was he who was behind the scenes."

"However, it’s funny when you think about it. Since Her Majesty didn’t obtain the World Seed, the plan was put on hold. Who would have thought that, after so many years, I would see it come to fruition one day?" said the Demon Master with a tinge of emotion.

And all these changes were, in fact, due to the young man opposite him. It was because of him that the Demon Clan had such an opportunity, a chance to break free from their tragic fate.

Meanwhile, in the Heavenly Forge Bureau of the Heavenly Court, an angel with a smiling face came to the Bureau and handed the craftsman Jade Emperor’s reward, and asked with a beaming smile, "Where is the master? Why don’t I see him coming out?"

"Mr. Mo is not feeling well!" replied the proud craftsman, who would seldom bow his head even in the presence of many Immortals, looking sorrowful at the moment.

Mr. Mo was both their leader and their master, and it could be said that if the Heavenly Court were without Mr. Mo, there would be no Heavenly Forge Bureau.

And the master they deeply respected suffered from terrible headaches every so often, which even the most powerful Medical Immortal in the Heavenly Court could not cure.

And today was the day their beloved teacher fell ill. Typically, on this day, he would lock himself in his room alone and endure the terrible pain in solitude.

In the profound depths of the Heavenly Forge Bureau, within that small room scattered with all sorts of blueprints, each one of them would be a piece of envy-inducing equipment. Yet now, they lay strewn about like wasted paper.

At the central desk, a man was sprawled over the surface, his severe pain causing him to crush the blueprints in his hands into powder. Veins throbbed at his temples, and after a while, the pain subsided slowly like a receding tide. Mr. Mo lifted his head, looked around, and before him lay the architectural blueprint of a palace.