World-Ending Demon Emperor-Chapter 2072 - 967: Heart of the Great Emperor! Emperor Moda Pledges Fealty!
Sha Yan is much more shrewd and worldly in human relationships and the art of power than Yin Ji, having once managed the treasury of the Rakshasa Tribe.
Tang Ren said, "Sha Yan understands power tactics, but she is only half-informed about the new policies. If you let her take charge, she will deviate from the path. After all, she’s not as clever as You Ming."
"Alright, I’ll consider it." Lanling said, "What about Tiancha Continent and Lingcha Continent?"
Tang Ren said, "For those two continents, I really don’t have any particularly good candidates right now."
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Lanling walked into Yin Ji’s chamber holding the child, and she was sitting there playing the zither.
"Tang Ren suggests you be nominally in charge of the Rakshasa Continent, while Mokan does the work, and you supervise him from behind." Lanling said, "What do you think?"
Yin Ji said nothing, but tears kept falling. Once this woman’s heart had untied its knot, her pride was inexhaustible.
"If you don’t like it, just say so. Why send me far away?" Yin Ji cried.
Lanling placed the child in the cradle, then kissed his little face.
Unable to bear it any longer, he pressed Yin Ji over his knee and gave her round and full backside a stern spanking.
"Next, I plan to have your Empress Dienie oversee the new policies on Tiancha Continent." Lanling said.
At this, Yin Ji’s tears disappeared.
Everyone knows Lanling loves Empress Dienie the most.
"What about Na Xue?" Yin Ji asked.
"She’s too murderous. She can’t be stationed to oversee territories, otherwise, when faced with resistance, she’ll just kill, kill, kill!" Lanling said.
"And what about the baby?" Yin Ji asked.
"You can take him with you." Lanling said, "The Mirror Demon King’s clone has been established, and the Tower of Heavenly Fiends and Deities is fully repaired. Moreover, the Rakshasa Palace is well-preserved; although not as grand as the Flame Demon Great Hall, it is very luxurious and comfortable overall. You can take a thousand people like chefs, maids, gardeners, and more. You can also take the best paper, flowers, fruits, zither, silk, and so on. Also, a million troops will be stationed in the Rakshasa continent to ensure the implementation of new policies, and you will be the sole commander of this army. Of course, the usual matters will all be handled by Mokan."
"Alright, I will go." Yin Ji said, "But if I go, I’ll rarely see you. You biased rascal, always favoring Na Xue and hardly ever visit me."
Lanling said, "After this period, I won’t be in Flame Demon City much either."
"Are you going to start the northern expedition?" Yin Ji asked.
"The Motuo Empire in the Northern Barbaric Lands must be dealt with quickly." Lanling said, "Once the control of the six continents is settled, we’ll move against the Motuo Empire."
"Then stay in my room tonight; you haven’t loved me in a long time." Yin Ji said coyly.
"We can do it now..." Lanling aggressively pressed her onto the zither, lifting her skirt.
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"Long live Your Majesty..." Mokan, the future deputy governor of the Rakshasa Continent, kowtowed to Lanling.
He couldn’t suppress the excitement within, trembling all over like chaff. Lanling was once his mortal enemy, and now he didn’t even have the courage to lift his head to look at Lanling.
He was truly thrilled, never imagining that someone like him could have a political future, or become the deputy governor of a continent.
"Once you reach the Rakshasa Continent, assist Consort Yin with her tasks." Lanling said.
Mokan wanted to express his inner excitement, flattery, and gratitude, to use every word to express his will and loyalty, but found his throat blocked, unable to utter a single word, so he could only kowtow heavily.
"Alright, you may go." Lanling said.
Mokan’s audience ended, lasting no more than three minutes.
Next, it was You Ming, who was scheduled to take office as the governor of Tian Nu Continent.
"This servant greets Your Majesty, long live, long live, long, long live..." You Ming kowtowed.
Compared to Mokan, You Ming’s emotions were much more complex.
The past enemy had become a deity among the nine heavens; You Ming didn’t even dare to consider himself Lanling’s servant, only daring to regard himself as Princess Na Xue’s disciple.
In his life, You Ming had almost no gratitude for anyone, including his father, the Rakshasa King; he even committed regicide and patricide.
Yet, his heart was full of gratitude and admiration for Princess Na Xue. It was Na Xue who resurrected him and granted him his current status.
And Na Xue’s revival, becoming the first consort of the Flame Demon Emperor, was what delighted You Ming the most.
"Do your job well, this is your only chance." Lanling said.
You Ming continued kowtowing, "I am willing to be shattered to pieces!"
Just then, outside Flame Demon City came the sound of Gray Ancient, the Candidate Sky Priest, surrendering on his knees, then kowtowing three times and walking on his knees into Flame Demon City.
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Looking at Gray Ancient, kneeling on the ground with a bloodied forehead, Lanling hesitated.
Should Gray Ancient be killed or not?
Lanling had expressed his will: he wouldn’t spare anyone from the Dragon Temple, intending to kill them all.
But now Gray Ancient had unexpectedly surrendered voluntarily.
"I’ll replace your blood, completely turning you into a member of the Demon Race, and make you my death samurai. What do you think?" Lanling asked.
Gray Ancient kowtowed desperately, "This servant is grateful and terrified."
Because Gray Ancient knew, as long as he harbored no inner resistance, becoming a death samurai would not mean becoming a mindless puppet. One would still have self-will, and a death samurai could even hold important positions in the Flame Demon Empire.
As for being controlled in life and will, in the realm of Demon Emperor Lanling, would you dare to resist his will?
"Alright, then it’s settled. You may go." Lanling said.
Gray Ancient once again kowtowed, retreating with three steps for every bow, exhaling a long sigh of relief.
He finally survived!
"Dragon Temple, just wait for me, I’ll be back, but under another identity." Gray Ancient thought bitterly.
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Lanling gazed at Die Wu, the Winged Tribe princess who remained completely disfigured, becoming ugly and grim, and had lost her wings.
"Die Wu, kneel and greet Your Majesty, long live, long live, long, long live!" Die Wu knelt and kowtowed.
Lanling personally stepped forward to help her up, looking at her for a long time, "You’ve suffered, you are my benefactor."
Die Wu stood, head bowed.
"From now on, this is your home. Your husband and your daughter are here." Lanling said, "And the child you saved back then is my son, Zhi Yu, who is now ten years old."
"I... my daughter..." Die Wu couldn’t help trembling, unable to believe it as she looked at Lanling.
"Yes, your daughter, Ling Yaya." Lanling said, "Forgive me for directly turning her nickname into her formal name."
Immediately, Die Wu’s tears flowed, unable to believe her ears, her heart almost bursting with joy.
"Someone, go fetch the Winged Tribe Crown Prince." Lanling said.
Die Wu’s heart trembled again. She hadn’t seen her husband for many years, and now she was so disfigured.
At this moment, Gou Li’s voice sounded in Lanling’s ear, "Master, an envoy from the Motuo Empire has come to visit, bringing a national letter, expressing a willingness to pay homage to Your Majesty."
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