The whole family went mad, but the junior sister turned the tables and her luck soared.

"Lord Moxiao! Your humble servant, Demon Lord Fuchen, requests an audience!"

The magnificent palace, adorned with white jade dragons and glazed tiles, stood out starkly against the backdrop of the demon realm.

The demon general who spoke had a face full of scars, a ferocious appearance, and thick, black hair that was casually tossed behind his head.

Before him stood a tall, handsome young man with his hands behind his back.

Upon hearing the Demon General's report, Mo Xiao softly confirmed, "Fu Chen?"

"I thought Zhong Tu was a rare intelligent person, but I didn't expect that I overestimated her."

"I hope Fu Chen won't disappoint me."

The man spoke softly, but the demon general, who was several times larger than him, remained silent in fear.

"Let him in."

"I'd like to hear how he managed to survive Xiao Xun's clutches."

The demon general obeyed and withdrew, but after a short while, he led Fu Chen back in.

As soon as Fu Chen stepped into the hall, a subtle scent made the man frown.

He turned to look at the source of the scent, but when he looked down, he saw that Fu Chen was already kneeling on the ground.

What's with the smell on you?

Fu Chen's eyes were only on the small space in front of him. He slowed down and said calmly, "After Fu Ying and I were captured, our identities were exposed, and Xiao Xun imprisoned us in the Strange Fire Layer of the dungeon."

"In order to escape, I swallowed Fu Ying's demon core."

"In the Immortal City, there were disciples of a major human sect helping me. I finally escaped from the dungeon, but due to my overconfidence, I was accidentally sucked into a female cultivator's magic artifact."

"I don't know what that female cultivator was thinking, but she didn't hand me over to Xiao Xun."

“I whispered in her ear every day, until she was determined to take me out of the Immortal City.”

"Who would have thought that after I managed to escape by any means necessary, I would hear the news of the lord's failure."

“I know my sins are unforgivable. It was only because Tao Jiang and Zhong Tu were capable that I ruined your great cause.”

"But I have nowhere else to go. Please, sir, spare my life and let me atone for my sins."

Fu Chen's account was nine parts true and one part false, and he seemed completely unaware of the fates of Zhong Tu and Tao Jiang.

Mo Xiao did not answer, but slowly walked to Fu Chen, who was kneeling on the ground.

Fu Chen stared at the clearly embroidered gold shoes in front of him, and beads of sweat on his forehead dripped directly to the ground.

Whether we live or die, it all depends on this one moment!

He had suffered a brief period of amnesia, which allowed the emperor to seize the opportunity to sign a contract.

He had no choice; if he disobeyed the imperial edict, he would be killed by it.

If his deception of Mo Xiao is discovered, he will be killed by Mo Xiao.

The oppressive aura emanating from the Demon Lord made Fu Chen's limbs weak, and he could do nothing but bury his head even lower.

Even though he wanted to tell Mo Xiao the truth, the moment he had that thought, it felt like fire was burning where the demon core was.

No, I can't say.

He'll die if I tell him.

A fierce glint flashed across Fu Chen's face, but Mo Xiao missed it because of his bending down.

"I see. Thank you for your hard work this time."

"It's truly remarkable that you killed your own sister."

Mo Xiao spoke gently and bent down to help Fu Chen up.

The moment Fu Chen looked up, his expression instantly transformed into one of overwhelming gratitude.

The two demons were hypocritical and pretended to be one another; their harmonious relationship made them seem more like ruler and minister than any human ruler and minister.

Mo Xiao offered a few more words of reassurance, and Fu Chen then feigned impatience: "Lord Mo Xiao, where are Zhong Tu and Tao Jiang?"

"I only want to atone for my sins and help you achieve your great cause as soon as possible."

Mo Xiao laughed and said, "No rush. You've just returned, so I'll have someone host a welcome dinner for you."

Fu Chen had no choice but to be led away by the demon general who had just guided him.

As soon as his figure disappeared, the smile on Mo Xiao's face also vanished.

He snorted coldly and summoned his trusted aides: "Keep an eye on Fu Chen. If he makes any unusual moves, kill him immediately."

"Also, is there any movement from the Imperial Edict?"

"That woman, Zhong Tu, almost ruined my plans."

The confidant replied, "The demonic birds outside the Imperial Palace are too perceptive; we were almost discovered several times."

"What we can confirm is that Zhong Tu and her subordinates have been executed by imperial decree, with no survivors. It seems that imperial decree does not believe Zhong Tu's words."

Mo Xiao was pleased with his confidant's answer. He chuckled sarcastically, "Indeed, Di Zhao was born noble and arrogant, thinking that he could burn away any demons and monsters with a single fire."

"I want to see if a phoenix without fire is no better than a chicken."

"Keep an eye on the imperial edict, and send me a message as soon as he makes any move."

Now that the attack on Juexian City had failed, he needed to think of other ways to draw out the imperial edict.

Mo Xiao never expected that the phoenix he longed for had already left the palace.

The Emperor and Yun Yici, disguised as other people, rode the demonic bird to the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons.

The Emperor sensed that the contract belonging to Fu Chen was still in effect, and he said, "Judging by the time, Fu Chen should have already arrived before Mo Xiao."

"He's still alive."

Zhong Tu, who was standing to the side, immediately chimed in obsequiously, "This humble servant is a man of deep cunning; he will certainly not delay your affairs, sir."

As soon as she spoke, the emperor frowned.

He originally didn't want to bring Zhong Tu along, but unfortunately, none of them had any demonic energy.

According to Mo Xiao's meticulous plan, there must be people from Mo Xiao near the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons.

They have no demonic aura and are easily recognized.

Shen Huaichuan said that after seeing himself in the mirror, he took precautions and sealed some of his spiritual power when he sealed the Mirror of Illumination back then.

He came here to reclaim some of his power.

The Emperor had no intention of letting Mo Xiao off the hook for daring to mess with him. Now that he had half a sword immortal to help him, what was there to be afraid of?

So they set off immediately, the four of them carrying very little luggage.

As for the poor little Wannian, he naturally stayed in the palace for the time being, pretending to be the real Emperor, and deliberately showing his face near the palace.

The demonic bird they were riding could travel a thousand miles a day, and to avoid being noticed, the emperor had decreed that it should hide in the clouds.

When the demon bird spreads its wings and takes flight, the demons on the ground can only vaguely sense the slight movement of the clouds, and cannot even see its appearance clearly, so naturally they cannot see the people on the demon bird.

In just five days, the four of them were almost at the top of the Demon-Trapping Abyss.

To avoid alerting the enemy, the four dismounted from the demonic bird and transformed back into their demonic cultivator forms.

Zhong Tu, a pure-blooded demon, led the way.

However, before they could even get close to the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, a demon general guarding the abyss blocked their way with a demon halberd.

"This is Lord Moxiao's territory. If you don't want to die, leave now!"

Emperor Zhao, standing behind Zhong Tu, sneered upon hearing this: "It's called the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, yet Mo Xiao dares to claim this as his territory? He doesn't even ask if the Ten Thousand Demons agree."