Baishan struck his fist against his palm excitedly and said, "Exactly! If the Great Sage steps in, how could my old man dare to say no? You really do have a good head on your shoulders."

He was very clear about what kind of sentiment his father held towards the Great Sage; it was complete reverence. If he could truly convince the Great Sage, there would undoubtedly be no obstacle on his path to joining the army.

"But the Great Sage deals with myriad affairs every day; how could he bother with such a trivial matter as mine?" Baishan found himself in a quandary again.

After all, the Great Sage had always been guarding the borders, and this time he had rushed back just for the grand court meeting, so it was uncertain how long he would stay.

"Sincerity moves the spirit. How would you know the Great Sage won’t attend to you if you don’t even try? I’ve heard that our Great Sage truly values talent. If you’re genuinely sincere, you will surely pass," Luming assured him.

Luming’s words gave Baishan strength and finally made him decide to seek out the Great Sage of the Demon Race to realize his dream of joining the army.

In Demon Capital, similar events took place in many areas. The name of the Demon Realm sent ripples throughout, quickly attracting everyone’s attention.

Furthermore, the question of who should be the master of the Demon Realm rose to prominence. After all, commanding the Demon Realm meant commanding the future of the Demon Clan.

However, up to this point, the question of who should be the leader of the Demon Clan remained unanswered. The attitude of the Demon Emperor was ambiguous, causing many to feel a growing unease.

But for Lin Fang, the center of everyone’s discussions, life was particularly comfortable during this period, as he stayed inside the Demon Realm and never went out.

Right now, he was playing a strategic game with Mr. Mo. The black and white pieces maneuvered across the board with a vigor that seemed to echo the sounds of thousands of horses and troops.

"And you say you don’t know how to play!" Mr. Mo said with a laugh, looking at the game board.

Lin Fang replied without modesty, "I truly didn’t in the past, but during the time I snuck into the Heavenly Court, I had nothing to do, and White Dragon taught me."

"The outside world has been in an uproar over you recently," said Mr. Mo with a laugh, placing another piece on the board and immediately shifting the dynamics of the match.

In comparison to Lin Fang, a newcomer to the game, Mr. Mo was a seasoned veteran. His play was fierce and decisive, unleashing killer moves that left opponents feeling helpless.

Seeing this development, Lin Fang frowned but said nonchalantly, "Let them make a fuss; how else will we see who has ulterior motives?"

"You’re fishing for reactions."

"But there have to be fish biting the bait for it to work," Lin Fang said with an unconcerned smile.

Because he had been in hiding for so long, his information was severely outdated in the hands of all the powers. If someone still considered him as past strength, they would fall into the trap Lin Fang had long prepared.

Of course, this was nothing more than a casual move for Lin Fang, who deemed its success or failure to be of no great consequence to him.

"The Three Realms are heading into an era fraught with troubles," Mr. Mo lamented.

Since the Jade Emperor prepared his desperate gambit, this situation was bound to happen. The preceding calm was merely the quiet before the storm.

And after such a long period of brewing, even someone as insensitive to the affairs of the Three Realms as Mr. Mo could sense the approaching tempest.

Perhaps a tumult that would sweep across the Three Realms would soon begin, but where would the Demon Race go from here?

Mr. Mo didn’t know, and perhaps no one from the Demon Race did either. The struggle for the Great Way was something that existed purely in legends. The last struggle for the Great Way had buried the ancient era and caused countless divine spirits to fall, bringing about profound changes to the entire Three Realms.

What form will this struggle for the Great Dao take this time?

Upon hearing this, Lin Fang sighed and said, "Who knows where the winds of the era will blow us next? We can only take it one step at a time. However, the first to be at the center of the storm will undoubtedly be the Jade Emperor of the Heavenly Court. As for what happens afterwards, who can say?"

Indeed, the Jade Emperor would become the center of this turbulence. This was the consensus of the Three Realms. The moment he resolutely took that step, he sealed today’s predicament.

Everyone knew that the first in the struggle for the Great Dao would be the Jade Emperor, and he would certainly be at its core.

Some were awaiting his success, while others were scheming for his downfall in every possible way. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

All the unrest would stem from this.

Lin Fang did not know how this storm would affect him, but there was no panic in his heart; he was no longer that Little Monster who had just crossed over.

Although he was not among the strongest in the Three Realms, he was no longer someone to be trifled with. A long period of practice of cultivation and countless adventures had provided him with the confidence to face a crisis.

Even in the midst of the turbulence of the Three Realms, he now had the means to protect himself.

"Yes, the first focus will definitely be on the Jade Emperor. The moment he took that step, he had already sealed today’s outcome. Who could have imagined that the ever-conspiring Jade Emperor would push himself into such a predicament?" Mr. Mo said with a sigh.

Among the many people in the Three Realms, Mr. Mo always considered the Jade Emperor to be the unparalleled master of strategy. That he could ascend from a sword cultivator in Mount Kunlun to eventually defeat numerous heroes and secure the position of the Heavenly Emperor was testament to his capabilities.

Yet, no one expected that the throne of the Heavenly Emperor he had so strenuously pursued would turn into a death warrant, leading him into the dangerous situation he was in now.

It could only be said that fate mocks us, and it truly is not something that can be easily changed by an individual.

"Our august sovereign is indeed full of schemes." Lin Fang said with a light laugh.

Mr. Mo nodded slightly. His feelings towards the Jade Emperor were complex; they were both enemies and confidants. He couldn’t help but feel deep sorrow for his adversary now trapped in such a dire situation.

"It’s hard to know how he plans to overcome this crisis."

At this very moment, the Jade Emperor, accompanied by the Divine Exorcist Great Saint, quietly arrived at the Peach Garden, which had been destroyed by Lin Fang.

The once lush and verdant Peach Garden was now in complete disarray. The comparatively young Peach Trees had been uprooted and lay on the ground, charred, and the entire garden seemed to echo with the screams of living beings, sending shivers down one’s spine.

Were it not for witnessing it with one’s own eyes, no one would believe that the legendary Peach Garden could be such a ghastly place.

Exposed on the bare ground were countless bones, surrounded by endless resentful spirits, which was truly chilling.

The price of life was life itself. The peaches, which represented lifespan, were each a vivid life cultivated by the blood of others.

"Such a pity!" the Jade Emperor lamented as he looked over the ruined garden.

He had carefully cultivated these Peaches, pouring countless efforts into them, using the lives of many monsters from Luzhou in the North to grow these few trees. Now all had been destroyed.

To restore the Peach Garden to its former glory was unimaginable, and without Luzhou in the North, from where would he find so many living beings to nurture these trees?

"Did you bring the thing?" the Jade Emperor asked gravely.