Lin Fang laughed and shook his head, it seemed that His Majesty was not having an easy time.

However, he was pleased to see it, as he had never had a good impression of the Jade Emperor, and his disgust only grew after visiting the Peach Garden.

Moonlight illuminated the earth, casting a silvery brilliance and draping a thin veil of silver over the land. Qingfeng blew gently across the grass, creating waves upon waves, and countless fireflies danced throughout the sky in amazement.

Lin Fang and Feng Jiu stood quietly in their place, experiencing the beauty of nature.

"For our Demon Clan, it is the moon that we worship. Since ancient times, it has been said that we absorb the essence of the sun and moon. However, the essence of the sun is so domineering; our Demon Clan cannot control such fierce power during our practice of cultivation. Only the gentle essence of the moon can nourish our bodies and souls, allowing us to embark on the path of cultivation,"

"Therefore, some call it the Emperor’s Pulp. But what divine grace of the Heavenly Emperor? It is merely the magic of nature,"

Feng Jiu said softly, her tone carrying a hint of melancholy. Although the Human Clan was frail, they were destined for a smooth future after being favored by the Three Pure Ones.

In contrast, the Demon Clan, although strong, had to rely solely on themselves, fighting and struggling, only to end up battered and bruised, yet helpless.

Only the moonlight remained constant, shining on the Demon Clan and watching over their cultivation. Thus, within the Demon Clan, the moon held a more solemn meaning, representing the most primal form of worship.

Sometimes Feng Jiu also thought, if only the Demon Clan really had such a Heavenly Emperor, then the Demon Clan would be well cared for.

But now, although there was no such Heavenly Emperor to watch over them, with the existence of the Demon Realm, the Demon Clan had a foundation to establish and sustain their lives. From then on, they no longer had to worry about their survival from day to day.

"Heaven helps those who help themselves!" Lin Fang sighed.

"When do you plan on migrating to the Demon Realm?" Lin Fang asked with a smile.

Over this period of continuous absorption, the scope of the Demon Realm had expanded significantly. Although it was not as vast as Luzhou in the North, it was not far behind.

The vast world was empty and desolate, home only to some wild animals. Lin Fang disliked such a deserted world.

Previously, he had kept the existence of the Demon Realm hidden for fear that people would become disheartened and lose their fighting spirit against the Heavenly Court. Now that the Heavenly Court was too preoccupied to care and the Buddhist Sect had also lowered their flags, it was an opportune moment for development. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Feng Jiu thought for a moment and said, "I will bring it up at the next court meeting to see what specific plans they have. After all, the Demon Realm is newly formed, and moving too many people in at once might not be conducive to the development of the world. We need to proceed step by step."

Lin Fang nodded. He naturally spoke these words to remind Feng Jiu, aware that the Demon Realm was still in a growth phase, fortunately, she was also paying great attention to it.

"What, on such a beautiful day, you still want to discuss these matters with me?" Feng Jiu looked at Lin Fang reproachfully.

Only then did Lin Fang realize that he might have dampened the mood somewhat. He smiled awkwardly, silently berating himself.

The next day at the court meeting, the important tasks of the Demon Clan gathered together. As the war between the Heavenly Court and the Demon Clan drew to a close, and the conflicts in the Northern Sea gradually subsided, the Great Sage who Overturns the Seas had some spare time to attend the court meeting.

The Demon Court’s meeting was now vastly different from before. Previously, it was like a makeshift assembly, but now that the Demon Clan had firmly established themselves and made a name, they naturally began to emphasize proper conduct.

This was especially true after the graduates from Bailu Academy, cultured by Human Clan’s education, naturally placed more emphasis on this aspect.

This also made some Demon Kings who originated from humble backgrounds very uncomfortable. Fortunately, the authority of the Demon Emperor and Demon Master was there, so they did not dare to act recklessly. However, their private complaints were inevitable.

Therefore, the Demon Master decreed that these individuals need not attend ordinary council meetings, making everyone quite happy.

Aside from the monthly grand council meetings, they were happy to be at ease, but today was different. Although it was not a grand council meeting, it was specially initiated by the will of the Demon Emperor.

The Demon Kings wore cumbersome official robes, which were very inconvenient; walking down the street, they felt even more awkward.

"Who the hell came up with this stuff? It’s so annoying. If I catch him, I’ll beat him to death," grumbled a Demon King with the head of a bull and the body of a human.

His imposing build made the official robe tight on him, causing great discomfort, and he was not used to covering his upper body.

"Who else could it be, if not those bookworms? Besides them, who cares what we wear?" another Demon King said coldly.

"Those little bastards, they won’t let us do this, they won’t let us do that; it’s truly annoying to death."

"Stop complaining. At least we look more imposing. Otherwise, what would be the difference from before?" one advised.

"That’s true; now we are also important officials at the Imperial Court. We should indeed have the demeanor of important figures. The previous situation was quite fundamentally different."

Although these Demon Kings verbally complained about the abundance of rules at Bailu Academy, when they discussed it, they were quite grateful to these students of Bailu Academy.

At least it made them appear more imposing.

However, even so, upon encountering civil officials in official robes, they still showed a disdainful expression.

A young and vigorous official was very upset but was held back by a friend who said, "Why bother arguing with these roughnecks? They are just crude and rude."

"What an embarrassment! They are officials of the Demon Court now, but they don’t look the part at all. How can this continue?" he exclaimed angrily.

"Brother, don’t forget we are from the Demon Clan, different from the Human Clan. You can’t just blindly apply human practices to us; we need to adapt them to our situation," the friend reminded.

After his friend’s persuasion, the man calmed down but still muttered resentfully, "Sooner or later, I’ll make them pay!"

"By the way, do you know why a grand council meeting was called today?"

"Not sure."

Generally speaking, Feng Jiu and others were not so strict. Therefore, they often avoided grand council meetings whenever possible, especially since the Demon Clan was still at war. Only a few issues required civil and military discussions, and there had been no special grand council meetings called since the last one declaring war against the Heavenly Court.

As everyone entered the newly renovated great hall of the Demon Court with puzzled hearts, they immediately saw several Great Sages and the solemn Demon Master standing quietly inside the hall, waiting. They realized that today’s matter was no small affair, as almost all the upper echelons of the Demon Clan were present.

The atmosphere inside the great hall was solemn, and even the normally irreverent Demon Kings were holding their breath and keeping silent, not daring to speak loudly. After all, the individuals before them were much more powerful, and annoying them could easily result in being thrown out.