The Great Ruler

A streak of golden light rose up within the Great Thousand Pavilion, attracting every single gaze onto the golden token with three crimson words on the bottom of the token that emanated a peculiar pressure - Demon Slayer King!

The Demon Slayers of the Great Thousand Pavilion looked at the token with blazing eyes and it seemed as if drool was about to drip from their mouths. They were clear what that meant in the Great Thousand Palace...

Demon Slayer Kings were at the top of the pyramid in the Great Thousand Pavilion, even higher than Guests, Elders, and Pavilion Masters!

They’ve been traveling between life and death just to increase their rank. In the event that they managed to become a Demon Slayer King, their lives would completely turn around.

In the Great Thousand World, holding onto the Demon Slayer King’s title wasn’t at all inferior to a lord of supreme forces.

“That brat actually became a Demon Slayer King for real...” Numerous jealousy gazes stared at Mu Chen, especially those that had been roaming in the Sacred Abyss Continent for years.

That’s because they knew that Mu Chen had gotten his Demon Slayer Token just before entering the Primordial Sacred Abyss...

The Demon Slayer Token flickered with a golden light that even made the Ninth Elder of the Ancient Buddha Clan’s face slowly retract with a grave expression in the depth of his eyes.

“He? A Demon Slayer King? This old man has only heard of the Demon Slayer King, Qin Tian. Since when has there been a second one?” Mo You’s hoarse voice resounded. He had just come to Sacred Abyss City, so he didn’t know of the Demon Slayer Plaque’s changes.

“Pavilion Master, are you insane? Do you actually recognise his Demon Slayer King’s identity? Ever since the establishment of the Great Thousand Palace, since when has there been such a weak Demon Slayer King?” Mo Yin and Hei Guang’s faces were pale as they said with disbelief.

“Aren’t you afraid that the Great Thousand Palace’s reputation will be ruined if this matter spreads out?!”

Hearing Mo Yin’s voice, the Pavilion Master faintly smiled. “The Demon Slayer Token can only be raised using the soul fragment of the Fiend Clans. Since he can rise to the level of the Demon Slayer King, that means that he has contributed sufficiently.”

“He’s just lucky, and it was just a soul fragment of a Sky Monarch. It was also because our ancestor helped him, while he fished for benefits from the side!” Hei Guang spoke with a solemn expression.

The Pavilion Master shook his head. “I don’t care how he obtained the soul fragment of a Sky Monarch, I only know that he has been recognised by the Demon Slayer Token, and was even raised to Demon Slayer King...

“No matter what, that means that a Sky Monarch has fallen by his hand, even if it’s only a soul fragment. He has made a great contribution by erasing that existence, and it’s considered a great contribution. As decreed since the founding of the Great Thousand Palace, he has accomplished slaughtering the Fiend Clans, which my Great Thousand Palace will not deny.”

As he spoke, he turned to look at Hei Guang and Mo Xin before turning to the Ninth Elder of the Ancient Buddha Clan and slowly said, “Furthermore, I have already reported this matter to headquarters, and the news from headquarters is... they recognise this matter as well.”

Instantly, the Great Thousand Pavilion went into an uproar with countless red eyes staring at Mu Chen. Wouldn’t that mean that from today onwards, the Great Thousand Palace was going to have a second Demon Slayer King?

That fellow was now a big shot in the Great Thousand Palace, and even the Pavilion Master was beneath his level...

The faces of Hei Guang and Mo Yin were unsightly, yet the Ninth Elder’s face was dark. If the Great Thousand Palace’s headquarters really recognised Mu Chen’s identity as a Demon Slayer King, then this matter would be troublesome.

A Demon Slayer King of the Great Thousand Palace held a towering position in the Great Thousand World, and it was on the same level as the Grand Elder of their Ancient Buddha Clan.

So if they wanted to forcefully capture Mu Chen today, they would have to fall out entirely with the Great Thousand Palace... and the outcome of that was dire.

As the Ninth Elder of the Ancient Buddha Clan, Mo You was clear about the Great Thousand Palace’s strength and foundation. From a certain degree, the latter wasn’t any weaker than their Ancient Buddha Clan; however, the Great Thousand Palace was focused on the Fiend Clans and had never interfered in the matters of the Great Thousand World.

The Pavilion Master no longer looked at them. He returned the token to Mu Chen and cupped his hands with a smile. “The Sacred Abyss Division, Great Thousand Pavilion’s Master, Lu Tong, greets the Demon Slayer King.”

Mu Chen was briefly stunned before he awkwardly said, “Pavilion Master Lu, stop teasing me.”

This response was out of his expectations. He never expected that the Great Thousand Palace’s headquarters would really recognise his cheap Demon Slayer King title...

Pavilion Master Lu smiled. “The status of a Demon Slayer King in the Great Thousand Palace is even higher than my own, so you’re fully capable of accepting this etiquette of mine.”

When the Ninth Elder, Mo You, Mo Yin, and Hei Guang saw this, their faces turned even more unsightly, since they could tell that Lu Tong was purposely doing this for them to realise Mu Chen’s identity as a Demon Slayer King...

“What should we do?” Mo Yin’s gaze flickered before he turned to look at the Ninth Elder with his voice enveloped in Spiritual Energy as it was transmitted to the latter.

The Ninth Elder did not have any expression on his face, but his face briefly twitched before he shook his head.

“Ninth Elder!” Seeing his intentions, Hei Guang couldn’t help exclaiming out. This was the best opportunity to capture Mu Chen, and if this matter gets back to the clan, it would inevitably raise a vast wave. At that time, it wouldn’t be that simple, even if they wanted to take action before reporting.

The Ninth Elder glared at Hei Guang. With Mu Chen’s current status as a Demon Slayer King of the Great Thousand Palace, if they really forcefully captured Mu Chen in the Great Thousand Pavilion, that’s akin to slapping the Great Thousand Palace in the face, and they would surely not let this matter comfortably rest.

The Ninth Elder’s gaze flickered before he turned to look at Mu Chen. His expression then turned gentle. “Mu Chen, you’re still a member of my Ancient Buddha Clan. If you’re willing to head to the Ancient Buddha Clan with us and hand over the Eight-Divisional Pagoda, perhaps the Grand Elder might be able to release your mother based on your contribution.”

Hearing those words, everyone flung their lips in disdain. That old fellow was trying to be soft, after seeing that hard didn’t work?

Mu Chen squinted his eyes without any ripples on his face before he faintly said, “I will make a trip to the Ancient Buddha Clan sooner or later, but not now.”

He’s not a small kid to believe in the Ninth Elder’s words. If he fell in the hands of the Ancient Buddha Clan, not only would he lose the Eight-Divisional Pagoda, he might even be used to threaten his mother.

But when the day comes that he stepped into the Heavenly Sovereign Realm and was able to protect himself, he would naturally head for the Ancient Buddha Clan!

Seeing that Mu Chen wasn’t willing to budge, the Ninth Elder’s face sunk. “Mu Chen, don’t be stupid. Do you really think that the status of a Demon Slayer King is capable of making our Ancient Buddha Clan give up?”

“Then you can give it a try.” Mu Chen replied without any emotions on his face. Although the Ninth Elder was an Immortal Heavenly Sovereign, he wasn’t totally helpless. In the worse scenario, he could just use the favor that the Martial Ancestor owed him. He refused to believe that the Ninth Elder would be so arrogant after the Martial Ancestor arrived.

It wasn’t shameful to get back up. In this world, borrowing strength was also part of one’s strength.

The Ninth Elder’s face twitched while fixing his eyes on Mu Chen with rage in his heart.

But facing his gaze, Mu Chen had utterly disregarded him.

The Ninth Elder’s gaze was dark as he stared at Mu Chen for a long time before he took a deep breath and calmed the raging fire in his heart. He then raised his eyelids. “I hope that you will not regret your decision today.”

When he finished speaking, the Ninth Elder immediately turned around and left.

Seeing that the Ninth Elder had given up on this matter, Mo Yin and Hei Guang’s faces were solemn and still look reluctant. But they knew that there’s nothing they could do to Mu Chen today.

Thus, they threw dark gazes at Mu Chen before they waved their sleeves and left.

Xuan Luo and Mo Xin’s faces were as dark as a wok. They never expected that under two Immortal Heavenly Sovereigns, they still couldn’t do anything to Mu Chen.

“That damnable fellow, what luck!” They exchanged a look and clenched their teeth. They also did not expect that Mu Chen would suddenly become a Demon Slayer King in the Great Thousand Palace, and was even acknowledged by the headquarters of the Great Thousand Palace...

However, they also understood that they had failed in capturing Mu Chen to obtain the Eight-Divisional Pagoda.

Just thinking about the Eight-Divisional Pagoda belonging to Mu Chen, the two’s hearts were filled with reluctance and rage.

The rage in their hearts surged before they swept a glance at Mu Chen, then swiftly followed up.

Mu Chen watched as the two of them left without any changes in his expression. When they were about to leave the Great Thousand Pavilion, he finally, calmly said, “There will be a day when I will personally make a trip to the Ancient Buddha clan to rescue my mother.”

The Ninth Elder’s footsteps briefly paused before he turned around and a ridiculing smile rose on his lips. He eerily looked at Mu Chen and his cold voice resounded, “Oh? Really? Then this old man will get the prison in the clan cleaned up for your arrival...”

His tone was filled with disdain. Even with the Eight-Divisional Pagoda, a mere Quasi-Perfected Earth Sovereign trying to save someone was simply wishful thinking!

Mu Chen’s gaze was also sharp as he stared at the Ninth Elder with a faint smile. “At that time, I will personally experience the ability of the Ninth Elder...”

“Arrogant brat, this old man will wait for you.” The Ninth Elder turned around in disdain as he left.

Looking at his departing silhouette, Mu Chen faintly smiled. When the time came for him to head for the Ancient Buddha Clan, he would be a Heavenly Sovereign, and he would let that bloody old fool know the meaning of the wheel of fortune turning...