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The Demon Lord spoke extremely abruptly, but also extremely coincidentally. Abruptly, his words came after Wan Tu spoke, and coincidentally, they came after Wan Tu spoke.

Hearing this, Wan Tu looked gloomy and couldn't help but ask:

"Your Majesty, are you going to speak for outsiders too?!"

Yan Wenmo casually made a sword flower and said nonchalantly:

"Where does all this nonsense come from?!"

These words seemed to ignite Wan Tu's suppressed anger. He held the gun in both hands and rushed over regardless of anything, without waiting for the Demon Lord to speak.

Wantu's spear skills were sharp and fast, as fast as thunder, and Yan Wenmo's blocking was also fast, as quick as lightning. During their fight, everyone could only see layers of gun and sword shadows, and even their figures became erratic.

At this moment, the flame of the Fen Yang Sword appeared again, and the flame also changed with Yan Wenmo's sword-wielding posture.

However, the flame expanded rapidly when it approached Wantu, as if to surround Wantu and burn him to death. When it approached Yan Wenmo, it shrank rapidly, as if it was afraid of hurting the person holding the sword.

In the flickering firelight, Wantu's movement of swinging the spear gradually slowed down, until finally, the Fen Yang Sword knocked Wantu's spear away, and Yan Wenmo pointed his finger at Wantu's throat.

Wan Tu looked at the person in front of him with doubt and couldn't help but ask:

"Who are you?! Who the hell are you?!"

What answered him was the cold and arrogant voice of the Demon Lord:

"I've already said that he is my man, and none of you are allowed to touch him! If this happens a second time, don't blame me for being merciless."

As he spoke, he looked around with a warning and cold gaze, and then the demon cultivators in the hall did not dare to look at the Demon Lord, but stood up and saluted, saying:

"Subordinates obey orders"

Seeing that those people were no longer watching the fun, Yan Wenmo no longer had the heart to continue fighting. She casually threw the Fen Yang Sword back into Jiang Wenbai's scabbard, and then slowly walked towards the platform.

However, when she passed by Ling Yang, her fingers moved slightly, and the energy that was rushing towards Ling Yang's heart also quickly left Ling Yang's body and returned to Yan Wenmo's hands with her movement.

After the energy in his heart disappeared, Ling Yang looked at Yan Wenmo in fear and subconsciously moved away from her. Yan Wenmo didn't even look at him and walked slowly towards the platform.

This time, when people looked at her, there was no contempt, no disdain, no curiosity, and no surprise. Instead, there was only respect and admiration.

In just half an hour, he defeated both the elder and the upstart of the Demon Cult, and there was no sign of injury on his body. Only such a powerful person is worthy of standing beside the Demon Lord, and is... worthy of the Demon Lord.

Yan Wenmo took the wet towel from Jiang Wenbai and wiped her hands silently. The Demon Lord looked at her cold expression and couldn't help but raised his eyebrows and asked:

"Is this kind of person worthy of your attack?!"

In response, Yan Wenmo glanced at him and sneered:

"Aren't these people also yours?! Why would yours use them to humiliate me?! You know, even though I can't beat you, it doesn't mean that your subordinates can insult me. If there is anyone who hurts me in front of me again, I can only tell you that I may not be able to kill you, but everyone else in the Ten Thousand Demons Palace... will have to die"

At the end, her words were full of obvious murderous intent, but the Demon Lord curled his lips in displeasure and said perfunctorily:

"You see, I warned them, but they didn't listen!"

Yan Wenmo retracted his gaze and said sarcastically:

"That only proves that a dignified Demon Lord can't even discipline his own subordinates. He is not even as good as an ordinary family manager!"

Naturally, this conversation fell into the ears of everyone in the hall, and made everyone's expressions become difficult to describe.

Seeing Yan Wenmo actually mocking him, the Demon Lord was a little embarrassed for a moment. He looked at Yan Wenmo, who remained calm, with a changing expression, and gritted his teeth and said:

"Do you really have to do this?!"

In response, Yan Wenmo replied without changing his expression:

"Face is earned by yourself, not given by others. Whether you can earn face or not is not a question of whether I give it to you or not, but a question of whether you deserve it or not?!"

The Demon Lord, who was already depressed, looked at Yan Wenmo hatefully after hearing this, and then looked at Ling Yang and Wantu in the audience with a bad expression and gritted his teeth.

But before he could speak, he heard the great elder Fang Huanjing, who was sitting on the left hand side of the Demon Lord, stand up, salute and say:

"Your Majesty, today is a celebration banquet. If you punish the meritorious officials, it will inevitably chill the hearts of the subordinates."

After saying this, the Demon Lord finally regained his sanity that he had lost due to anger. He took a deep breath and said in a cold voice:

"Wan Gu Hall Master Ling Yang has made great contributions in eliminating the He Huan Sect. He is rewarded with ten boxes of gold, silver and jewelry, fifty beautiful maids, and is promoted to the master of the Chenzi Hall of the twelfth hall. He is also granted the right to go out of the blood pool ten times at will."

The head of Chenzi Hall was the immediate superior of the guest who had once hunted down Su Nian. During the attack on Hehuan Sect, he was shot in the heart by the leader of Hehuan Sect and died instantly.

Therefore, the position of the head of the Chen Hall has been vacant. Now, this position has been given to Ling Yang by the Demon Lord, and Ling Yang can be said to have been promoted and given a salary increase.

As for the blood pool, it is also a secret treasure of the Demon Cult. It is said that the demon cultivators who practice in the blood pool can make rapid progress, and even the obstacles they encounter in the future when they attempt to upgrade can be greatly reduced. This can be considered a great blessing.

Logically speaking, the conversation should have ended here, but the Demon Lord continued:

"Third Elder Wan Tu was not strict in his teachings and disturbed the distinguished guests. He will be fined one year's salary to serve as a warning to others."

As soon as the Demon Lord finished speaking, everyone looked at Wantu in shock, and Wanu's face turned blue and purple, with an expression that was very interesting.

Yes, rewarding the disciple but punishing the master is almost like a slap in the face. After all, the Third Elder Wan Tu is considered to be highly respected in the Demon Sect. Now that he has been punished by the Demon Lord in front of everyone, he will inevitably be laughed at by others for several days.

Therefore, the great elder Fang Huanjing stood up again. Before he could speak, he heard the Demon Lord say unhappily:

"Why, my words are really useless?!"

After these words were spoken, the Great Elder Fang Huanjing could only sit back in his seat silently without saying a word.

After all, the Demon Lord had warned them not to embarrass Yan Wenmo before, but Ling Yang, this young man, had gone to cause trouble time and again. Today, he even asked for someone in front of the Demon Lord. Wasn't he asking for trouble? !

And Wantu, it would have been fine if your disciple had lost, but you had to have the audacity to come out and support him. Didn't you see that the Demon Lord called this girl up, and the way their fingers were interlocked showed that she was his new favorite, and you still went over to her without knowing the consequences. Now, the Demon Lord has to use him as a scapegoat to save his face.

The matter came to an end here. What remained was the reward from others. Yan Wenmo listened nonchalantly to the noisy conversations on the side while wondering why the dishes had not been served yet.

In this way, after waiting for half an hour, the Demon Lord finally rewarded his subordinates and the banquet finally began.

With golden cups of wine, soft music, singing and dancing, the whole hall was in a frenzy.

Just as he was getting into the frenzy, Yan Wenmo shook off the Demon Lord's hand without saying a word, and while enjoying the food, he drank the juice handed to him by Jiang Wenbai behind him.

The Demon Lord looked at her enjoying herself and raised his eyebrows. Thinking of her listless look at the New Year's Eve banquet, he felt that he seemed to have noticed her secret character that she had never told anyone else.

After eating and drinking, everyone left the table. Yan Wenmo also prepared to leave with Jiang Wenbai. However, as soon as she left the hall, she saw a maid running over and said,

"Miss, the Lord has invited you and said he has something to reward you."

She spoke sincerely, and her expression was somewhat flattering. Yan Wenmo glanced at her, curled his lips, and said:

"Just me, or both of us?!"