Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

Park Qie gritted her teeth. Even if she had a decree, she couldn't act recklessly.

As long as the three elders objected, she could not continue with the appointment.

The chief steward of Youhuang Palace not only manages the general affairs of Youhuang Palace, but also controls the magic circle leading to each level from the eighteenth floor.

When the Great Elder heard this, his brows furrowed deeply.

"Saint, is this inappropriate?"

He casually threw the broken jade talisman he was playing with in his palm onto the ground.

The jade talisman bounced a few times on the ground, making a crisp sound.

"The Flesh Demon is not an ordinary vengeful spirit. She was caused by someone's malicious intent."

Ren Yi pointed at the jade talisman and said, "This jade talisman is the magic weapon to feed her. The feeder needs to use his own blood and qi to appease her and use her for his own benefit."

She looked at Park Hee and said firmly: "The aura above is yours."

Park Qie had a bad feeling in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it because of his guilty conscience. He could only cry out in injustice:

"It's unfair. I really had no idea. The black sword must have found a way to take my blood and frame me!"

The monks around recognized the jade talisman.

"A jade talisman like this also fell from the Black Sword!"

"No wonder this flesh-crazy demon is so difficult to deal with. It is actually stimulated by external forces. This means that someone has already planted him in the magic circle."

"It just so happened that the magic array this time was not created in the Thunder Mountain, but in the Shattered Ice Valley, where the evil spirit is a thousand times heavier. That's when the monster immediately revealed itself."

"Pu Qie is so bold that he dares to use the successor magic circle to train evil spirits. What does he want to do?"

Anyway, Black Sword is dead and there is no evidence.

Ren Yi sneered, "I have been wandering outside since I was young, and I have no grudges against Pu Qie who is far away in Youhuang Palace, but he took the risk of being discovered and wanted to harm me on such an important day of the succession trial."

"That's because he didn't come for me, but for the Demon King, for the Demon Clan's traditions, and even more so for the Demon God of Creation!"

Park Qie was sweating profusely, "No, you are talking nonsense!"

"The Demon King is missing, but I, the legitimate successor, still exist. Only by breaking the respect for the Demon King and breaking all the traditions and inheritances left by the legendary Demon God can the Demon Clan fall into chaos."

"So..." He made a final conclusion, "You must be a spy of the Celestial Clan, trying to overthrow the Demon Clan!"

Upon hearing the word "demon", the Great Elder immediately became full of fighting spirit as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

The elders of the Council who have sworn to serve the Demon God for life are all fanatical fans of the Demon God.

Any words would hit them right where they are.

"You bastard, who do you think you are? How dare you disrespect the devil and tradition!"

Park Qie was dumbfounded. What was that?

He? A spy from the Celestial Clan?

Just as he was about to open his mouth to protest, he met a panicked and meaningful look, and he felt a chill down his spine, and suddenly understood.

She let herself choose, and in order to preserve her innocence, she revealed everything and betrayed Prince Wan.

Or just take everything on yourself and bear the blame yourself.

When Pu Qie was feeling extremely upset, Chief E Xun spoke coldly:

"I'm afraid it's more than that. Although the chief steward controls the affairs of Youhuang Palace and can touch the center of the magic circle, he can't penetrate the barrier of the center of the magic circle and inject evil spirits into it to feed the resentful spirits with his cultivation level."

Park Cheol clenched his fists. Sure enough, they were still trying to put the blame on the prince.

He made up his mind, looked up and admitted: "Yes, I did all this!"

"You are a bitch with an unknown mother. Why should you inherit the throne? I don't want the demons to fall into your hands!"

Park Yeol cursed, "You are not worthy of being the Saint of the Demon Tribe!"

After saying that, he pulled out a sharp dagger from his storage ring and stabbed it fiercely into his chest.

Purple blood suddenly gushed out.

Pu Qie's face quickly became dull like a withered leaf, and his cheeks also turned gray.

"I have worked diligently in Youhuang Palace for thirty years. Today I will die to prove my determination. Let's see how you can gain a foothold in the demon clan in the future!"

Park Hye sneered viciously.

No matter whether he is the Demon King or the Emperor of Heaven, as long as he is an emperor, he will care about his reputation.

Today, she just became a saint and forced the old minister to death.

She will always be known as cold-blooded and cruel, so who would risk their lives for her?

Park Cheol fell onto the smooth bluestone slabs, without a sound.

Alan Wangsu frowned slightly, thinking that Pu Qie was going to roast her on the fire.

If it is not handled properly, people outside who do not know the truth will definitely question the Saint.

He stood up from his chair, raised his eyebrows slightly, as if a little confused.

"You actually wanted to die to show your determination. This really shocked me. If that's the case, then let me send you off."

She stretched out Bai Xi's finger and snapped it lightly.

While everyone was still trying to figure out what to do with Ren Yi, they saw the fat bird that had been standing on Ren Yi's shoulder and looking around suddenly fly up.

It raised its head and chirped softly, and the fat bird the size of a fist exploded in the air like popcorn.

Its body suddenly swelled into a ferocious bird nearly three meters tall.

The large furry wings spread out among the crowd, pushing the monks who were standing close to the side.

The little pointed mouth opened slightly, and a green flame condensed in the air.

All I heard was a muffled sound.

The cyan flames dragged their burning tails across everyone's sight.

When it touched Pu Qie on the ground, it exploded!

"what--!"

The next moment, Park Hee's lifeless "corpse" suddenly bounced up, and the wailing sound almost pierced the eardrums of everyone present.

“Ah! Aaaaaaah!”

The flames devoured Park Hee's robe and flesh in an instant, in just a few breaths.

Park Hee was left with only half a skeleton.

"Saint! I was wrong! I was wrong! I don't want to die, please save me! I will tell you everything! Ah——!"

The flames strangely stayed at what was left of his head, and the dry and charred bones gave off a choking smell of smoke.

Ren Yi slowly sat back in the chair, resting one elbow on the armrest and resting his long fingers lightly on the side of his face.

"You are a loyal minister who died to show your loyalty. If you don't die, how can you still be a loyal minister?"

"Let's hit the road."

As soon as he finished speaking, the flames quickly devoured Park Qie's head and remaining soul.

There was not a single residue left after his death, and the ground was clean as if nothing had happened.

He glanced casually at the silent crowd.

"I am a bloodthirsty person who has no mercy in my heart. I betrayed the demon clan and disrespected the Demon King. This is the end of me."

If someone said this at the beginning, everyone present would probably sneer in their hearts.

But now, Park Cheol first secretly raised vengeful spirits, and then joined forces with Black Sword to harm the Saint.

After being exposed, he even wanted to fake his own death to drag the saint into an irretrievable situation.

It is not a pity to die for such a person.

The saint is not bloodthirsty and murderous at all. She is very observant and impartial.

The Great Elder was the first to speak out: "This Celestial Clan spy actually dared to disrespect the Creator Demon God. The destruction of his soul is what he deserves!"

Others chimed in:

"The saint's heart is as clear as a mirror. We admire her."

"Pu Qie's death is not a pity. The Saint handled it properly and eliminated the trouble for our demon clan."

"Yes, it's all Park Hee's fault!"

……

Ren Yi looked at Wu Ya and said, "Wu Ya, why don't you accept my order and thank me?"

Wu Ya suddenly realized and immediately knelt in front of Ren Yi, "I accept your command and thank you!"

Chief E Xun was grinning from ear to ear, nudging his colleagues around him with his arms.

"See, my son?"

"my son."

Wu Ya felt dizzy all over, and the feeling did not go away until he returned home and lay on his bed.

In the middle of the night, he suddenly sat up from the bed and slapped himself.

The saint was so good to him, how could he treat her like that before?

"I'm damned!"

After thinking about it, he slapped himself again.

"It's so damned!"

He simply got up, took out a brand new martial arts book from the bookshelf, and studied it carefully page by page.

Outside the door, Madam E Xun pinched the handkerchief in her palm and choked up, "What happened to my son? Has he been possessed by another spirit?"

Chief Exun stroked his beard with an unpredictable smile.

"I've been talking about this kid for so many years, and he's always been careless. I didn't expect that after just a few days with the Saint, he would have such enlightenment."

Chief E Xun secretly made up his mind.

Just for his son, he decided to follow the Saint's ship!