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After some questioning, the organizational structure within the Western Territory became clear.

The Demon Lord rules over the demons of the Western Territory. Under him are four demon kings of equal ability. They have territories and subordinates, and they check and balance each other. However, every year they have to go to the Ming Palace in person to pay homage to the Demon Lord.

The Ming Palace is divided into five levels. Except for the highest-level Demon Lord, the fifth-level is the lowest-level servant, who mainly does rough work such as sweeping and cleaning; the fourth-level is ordinary demon soldiers, who are responsible for patrolling the Ming Palace and taking shifts to deploy defenses; the third-level Demon Lord commander, the commanders of the eight directions each command 50,000 demon soldiers, including 3,000 elite soldiers; the second-level is the left and right protectors who directly obey the Demon Lord. They are secretive and ruthless, and no one has seen their true faces so far.

According to the tiger demon, the demons in the western border have been fighting again recently, and the demon army has been expanding. However, there are different orders within the demon army, and the capable ones occupy high positions.

After hearing this, Lu Zhaozhao nodded thoughtfully and moved the bamboo sword away from his neck.

The tiger demon propped up his legs, which had already gone limp with fear, and begged bitterly, crying: "Auntie, this is all I know. Please be magnanimous and let me go!"

Lu Zhaozhao moved closer, only two inches away from him. A barrier stretched between them, and an emotionless voice rang out from behind: "If you say a single word about what happened today, then..."

"I haven't seen anything today!" The tiger demon waved his hands anxiously, his eyes filled with fear. "I'll go back right now. I promise I won't tell anyone a single cent!"

As he spoke, he moved backwards, trying to get away from the terrifying human in front of him.

"That's right." Lu Zhaozhao suddenly came, as if he remembered something, and scared the tiger demon into breaking out in a cold sweat again.

"Didn't they say two important people were coming? Where's the other one?"

"He is the current demon king!" The tiger demon glanced around and spoke softly in a low voice, seeming to be extremely fearful.

"I heard that the new king has a solitary and moody personality, and that he doesn't leave anyone behind in the Dijiang Cave. Rumor has it that his original form was ugly, and he didn't want to be seen by outsiders."

"Oh, interesting, the demon race still cares about these things."

Lu Zhaozhao sneered, turned around and walked away.

The tiger demon raised his eyes cautiously, but saw only a wasteland in front of him.

"Where are the people?" He scratched his head, a little confused.

Lu Zhaozhao moved quickly. It seemed that she had to go to the Ming Palace.

Lu Zhaozhao thought: Perhaps, this is my chance to go back.

"Stop! Are you a demon or a monster?" a demon in armor shouted.

Lu Zhaozhao glanced at the city wall behind him, on which were carved the two large characters "Ming Palace" in a flamboyant style. She then looked down at the demon who was blocking her way, and a plan came to her mind.

"Don't you understand me? Stop blocking the road behind me! I'm asking who you are!"

The demon soldier in front of him raised his voice impatiently.

Lu Zhaozhao took off her veil, revealing a shriveled and skinny face with blood streaks spreading from her neck to her eye sockets. Even among the demons, such an appearance was extremely terrifying.

When she spoke, her voice was hoarse and dry: "I am from the Nüba tribe. I entered the city this time to guard the Ming Palace."

Nüba, a tribe that has existed since the birth of the demon clan, has a noble status but lives in a remote corner and rarely goes out.

Strong, eccentric, and ugly are the most suitable for borrowing identities.

Sure enough, the people around her were talking about her after seeing her face under the veil, but they immediately fell silent after hearing the word "Nüba".

Even the demon army blocking the way bowed respectfully and made way.

Lu Zhaozhao glanced around, put on her veil again, and walked into the city gate.

After entering the city, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She had learned this disguise technique casually when she was bored, and this was her first time using it. She was afraid of making a mistake and being discovered. Fortunately, her technique was up to par and she got in safely.

Now that we have entered, we should make good plans.

She walked slowly around the main street.

Although there are demons living in the Western Territory, their pace of life is similar to that of humans.

There are demons everywhere in the streets, and there are all kinds of shops on the street. The sounds of hawking are endless. Of course, you have to ignore what they are selling.

For example, I don’t know what breed the man in front of me is, but I can tell he is a butcher. There are several fat-headed and big-eared pig monsters hanging above his shop, and blood is still gurgling down.

For example, the seductive woman selling rouge opposite him. The rouge on the shop looked bright in color, but the rouge box she was fiddling with behind her was actually bloody fur.

Lu Zhaozhao swallowed under the veil and felt a little nauseous.

The rouge-selling witch caught sight of Lu Zhaozhao, and since she saw that he looked like a woman, she started soliciting business.

"Young lady, are you interested in taking a look at the rouge in my shop? It's good for beautifying your skin!" The witch twisted her slender waist and came slowly, her voice sweet and with a long tail.

Lu Zhaozhao chuckled: "I'm afraid your rouge can't cure my face."

"Oh, you really underestimate me." The witch smiled falsely, pretending to lift the veil, "My Rouge, that is..."

Her words paused as her hands moved.

The veil was lifted, revealing a horrifying face underneath.

The witch was stunned for a moment, then regained her composure. She casually put the veil down and chuckled, "It's not like there's no other way!"

"is it?"

"Of course not. I still have a lot of good skins here. Pick one you like and I'll give you a 20% discount."

The banshee covered her mouth and winked at Lu Zhaozhao.

"Same as you?" Lu Zhaozhao lowered his head and whispered in her ear.

The banshee beside him stiffened, turned her head suddenly, her neck creaking, and the fake smile on her face disappeared immediately, but it disappeared too quickly, and her face couldn't react, so it looked like she was smiling with her mouth but not her heart.

The butcher not far away laughed: "Shisan Niang, you are not good at being so thin, you can be seen through it."

The enchantress stood up straight, put her hands on her hips, and spat at him: "That's better than your half-enchantment!"

The butcher slammed his knife on the table and wanted to argue with her.

The female demon known as Thirteenth Lady rolled her eyes and looked unwilling to pay any more attention to her.

After this disturbance, the tense atmosphere dissipated.

Shisan Niang continued to put on a fake smile, and said with a smile: "My dear, don't listen to that rude man's nonsense. My skin will not change even in the wind and rain!"

Lu Zhaozhao lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then asked, "Can you make this leather look like what I want?"

"Of course!" Shisanniang's shrill voice almost broke in response. "As for the two cuts, I guarantee it will be exactly what you want!"

As he said that, he pulled Lu Zhaozhao to the front of the shop, took out a sheepskin and a blood-stained brush, and said flatteringly: "Customer, please paint here."

Lu Zhaozhao took the brush, paused, and started painting.

But it was finished in a short while. Shisanniang twisted the sheepskin with her orchid fingers and said: "The face you painted is really beautiful. I will do it for you right away."

As he spoke, he twisted his waist and walked back, muttering that he would try this skin again tomorrow.

She took out a piece of skin as thin as a cicada's wing, cut it a few times with a knife, soaked it in water, and occasionally picked it up to admire it.

Lu Zhaozhao left a bear skin in exchange and replaced it with Shisan Niang's skin.

A gust of wind blew, and Mi Li's veil was slightly lifted, revealing a face that was exactly the same as Lu Zhaozhao's in the real world.