Published: March 2, 2025
"You didn't deceive me."
After a moment of silence, the sovereign spoke again.
"You neither stand on my side nor on the demon lord's side; you only stand on the side you deem correct. This mindset... is good."
The sovereign nodded, emphasizing the words "is good" with intensity. Wen Yu caught a glimpse of the sovereign's expression and realized that 'is good' indeed meant 'is good.'
"For this round, I'll consider it a pass for you..."
After a while, the sovereign continued, speaking in a long, slow tone.
"I have thoughts about you. Even if you're not clever, you're not foolish. Now, you can see that I'm not sincerely helping you; I have my own demands."
Although the sovereign didn’t elaborate on 'his demands,' Wen Yu understood the situation clearly. At this moment, it was as if the sovereign was taking the initiative to lay everything on the table.
To the sovereign, the information Wen Yu painstakingly gathered might just be a little secret he inadvertently concealed—realistically speaking, the sovereign didn't care how Wen Yu viewed or thought about the situation.
He was confident that he had Wen Yu under his thumb.
"Now, let's move on to the next topic. Where did you find the method to change races?"
Wen Yu replied succinctly.
"It was given to me by the Heaven-Piercing Immortal Emperor when I was in the Heavenly Palace."
By shifting the blame to someone deceased, the chances of a mistake were minimal.
"What about him?"
The sovereign pointed at Tang Haofei.
"I'm not sure."
The sovereign stared at Wen Yu, squinting as if trying to see through his true thoughts. However, Wen Yu only lowered his head, adopting a respectful demeanor.
He feared the sovereign might play some sort of mind game...
The sovereign also feared that his counterpart behind Wen Yu might make some unwise moves...
But thankfully, amidst many concerns, he did not react impulsively.
The sovereign fell silent once more, while Wen Yu felt anxious again.
After a while, the sovereign finally made his final judgment on Wen Yu.
"I will revoke your wanted order and no longer interfere with your actions... and you will once again become part of my ranks."
"This is one."
The sovereign said, and Wen Yu sighed with relief.
Then, the muscles on Wen Yu's forehead twitched, and in a moment, a piece of the Heart of the Demon Realm, glowing with black light, emerged from his forehead.
"This."
He pointed at the fragment of the Heart of the Demon Realm on his forehead and asked the sovereign.
"Due to the matter of race change, I have been excluded from the ranks."
"I have a solution."
The sovereign said calmly, then stood up and began to pace, thinking aloud.
"To be honest, the fact that you're a hidden agent reincarnated by the demon lord makes me angrier than the race change!"
Upon hearing this, Wen Yu nodded slightly.
From the sovereign's earlier attitude, Wen Yu had already sensed the difference in the sovereign’s perspective on these two matters—regarding reincarnation, the sovereign merely asked a simple question and brushed it aside, but when it came to the race change, he nearly tried to brainwash Wen Yu.
That was the distinction.
"Under the professional system, no creature can escape my positioning and power deprivation. You should have been clear about this before changing races, right?"
"Yes, I know. It’s precisely because of this that I chose to change races."
Wen Yu admitted this, and it seemed unnecessary to evade the reason behind it.
Indeed, I don't trust you.
"But when it comes to the demonic clan, I cannot position or deprive their powers. The difference there is to be put aside for now, but I do have my own methods concerning the ranks."
Wen Yu listened quietly.
"Regarding power deprivation, there's no way; under the current circumstances, I can no longer strip you of your powers. So, if you provoke me again, I will have no choice but to destroy you humanely, but all this hinges on one prerequisite—I need to be able to position you. In other words, I need a new method of positioning."