Undoubtedly, the sky was growing late, and Ye Yu had arrived at the grand ceremony of the Manniu Clan.
Watching tens of thousands of bull demons bustling about, his expression grew exceedingly complex.
Oh—so this wasn’t some small clan at all, but a truly great demon tribe!
Just from what he could see, over ten thousand bull demons were working hard, not to mention the guards and those coming and going beyond the gates.
Tsk tsk tsk, what a spectacle!
But it made sense—without such a vast tribe, how could so many experts have emerged?
Three Demon King Realm powerhouses—no matter where you put that strength, it’s enough to command respect!
As Ye Yu pondered, a soft voice came from beside him.
“Someone told me my friend had arrived. I was wondering who it might be—it turns out it’s you!”
Ye Yu turned to see a familiar figure at his side.
It was Yue Wanqiu... No, stop dreaming—she can’t call him ‘uncle’!
Ye Yu smiled and shook his head, briefly recounting the events of the day.
He went straight to the point, explaining that he hadn’t intended to use Niu Erhua’s invitation as a pretense—it was entirely her own doing.
With a casual wave, Yue Wanqiu dispelled the mysterious aura from her face, revealing an exquisitely pure beauty.
What was that saying again?
Nothing is more beautiful than first love!
Yue Wanqiu’s face was like a first-love visage—truly the dream of any man, a return to youth!
Only now did Ye Yu understand why she’d concealed her true appearance with magic—otherwise, it could have caused quite a stir!
Yue Wanqiu sat beside Ye Yu and said softly, “You don’t need to explain so much. Since Erhua likes you so much, I don’t mind gaining another friend. At least, the impression you left last time was good—I can clearly feel that you are a fine demon!”
Ye Yu gave an embarrassed smile.
Another “good demon” compliment?
Is that the new trend in the Demon Realm?
To avoid further awkwardness, Ye Yu casually gestured to the busy masses around them and said, “Erhua’s clan is really this numerous? Truly unexpected. But she’s only Nascent Soul Realm—can she really keep them in line?”
A father passing leadership to his daughter made sense in a small clan with few members, all relatives—no one would object if relationships were managed well.
But in a great tribe, things were different.
In a large forest, all kinds of birds appear!
Erhua at Nascent Soul Realm leading Demon King Realm experts? That was too jarring!
Even if most of the clan accepted it, there would be some who resisted—and then it would be difficult to handle.
After all, Ye Jizui had told Ye Yu more than once: the law of the Demon Realm is survival of the fittest!
Yue Wanqiu looked toward the chief seat of the ceremony and began to recount the Manniu Clan’s history.
The Manniu Clan—also called the Tianniu Clan—was the strongest tribe within Wing Demon City.
But successive chieftains had no interest in power struggles, choosing instead to cultivate peacefully within their own territory.
Yet even so, Zhu Rixian, the # Nоvеlight # former lord of Wing Demon City, still viewed the Manniu Clan as a threat.
After all, their tribe was brimming with experts—if they ever harbored rebellion, it would be disastrous!
So he resorted to taking hostages in the royal city.
First he arranged for Niu Erhua to be brought to Wing Demon City, then sent word to her father, Niu Bo:
“Your daughter is in my hands. You’d better obey, or she’ll become a corpse at any moment.”
Although furious, Niu Bo cared for his daughter’s safety and had no choice but to comply.
From then on, Niu Bo became Zhu Rixian’s sharpest blade.
Years of warfare left him riddled with hidden ailments—his body at its limit—when he unexpectedly heard that Zhu Rixian had been killed in Chaos Demon City.
Niu Bo immediately wanted to send people to bring back Niu Erhua, but to his surprise, Yue Wanqiu had already taken action.
It turned out that long ago Niu Bo had helped Yue Wanqiu.
She had been in seclusion and unaware of outside events.
When she learned that Niu Erhua had been taken to serve as hostage in Wing Demon City, her anger flared—and thus she personally went there to retrieve Erhua.
Truly, if Zhu Rixian had still been alive, Yue Wanqiu would have confronted him herself!
The Manniu Clan’s debt to Yue Wanqiu was immense.
She had long wanted to do something for them, but never had the chance—yet Niu Bo was deeply grateful to her for reuniting father and daughter.
Perhaps because a knot in his heart had been untied, Niu Bo soon passed away.
Before his death, he entrusted the clan’s affairs: Niu Erhua was to take over as the new chieftain.
No one objected.
Although Erhua’s cultivation was low, her bloodline was pure—and she possessed the rare, million-year-old special constitution:
the Seven-Colored Divine Ox!
That was the very symbol of blessed fate!
Ancient texts prophesied that the Seven-Colored Divine Ox was heaven’s favor upon the Manniu Clan, endowed with great fortune and able to lead them to new heights.
With that prophecy alone, it mattered not that Erhua was only Nascent Soul Realm— even if she were only at the Qi Refinement stage, the chieftainship belonged to her!
When Yue Wanqiu finished her tale,
Ye Yu’s expression grew even more amused.
Seven colors? Isn’t that a bit much?
They only had five colors—how dared they claim seven?
Buuuu!
A tremendous bullhorn sounded.
All the bull demons instantly grew solemn. They took their places and respectfully gazed northward.
Yue Wanqiu rose and whispered, “It has begun!”
Hearing this, Ye Yu followed her gaze.
Eight burly bull demons carried a massive dragon palanquin toward them.
Seated inside was Niu Erhua!
At this moment she was finely dressed, looking much more dignified.
Under everyone’s gaze, they approached the main hall from the north, step by step.
As they passed Ye Yu, Niu Erhua leaned back slightly, then suddenly turned and discreetly mimed scooping food from the air!
That sight made Ye Yu laugh out loud.
Indeed, Erhua was still the same Erhua—no matter how splendid her robes, she couldn’t change her nature as a foodie.
Scooping invisible rice—truly hilarious.
