Looking at the young demons below, the Demon Emperor knew they had been thoroughly poisoned by his love story.
He only hoped that when the truth was finally revealed, they would be able to handle it!
The Empress looked at the Demon Emperor beside her, feeling a bit uneasy.
For some reason, she felt that something was off with the Demon Emperor.
But the Love-Lost Gu was absolutely impossible for anyone to cure!
Had she overthought it?
At that moment, the Demon Emperor also sensed the Empress's strange gaze.
Before he uncovered the truth, he didn't want to startle the snake!
Thus, he immediately changed the subject.
“Alright, everyone, eat and drink to your heart's content! Let the feast begin!”
The moment the words left the Demon Emperor's mouth, Fei Jiujin couldn't wait to start stuffing his face.
He polished off a golden roast chicken in three bites and popped three crunchy spirit fruits into his mouth at once.
Watching the food rapidly vanish before him, Zhu Wuneng's eyes widened in shock.
“My goodness, he's just a monkey. Isn't he eating a bit too much?”
“How could I lose to a fat monkey?”
Immediately, he also began to stuff his face.
“Chomp, slurp, smack, gulp...”
The meat at the feast consisted of unintelligent animals prepared by the demon race, specifically raised for consumption.
As Zhu Wuneng joined the eating frenzy, the food in front of Lu Ming and the others began to dwindle at an alarming rate.
“Great Sect Master, don't you like to eat this?”
Before Lu Ming could speak, the roast chicken in front of him was snatched by Fei Jiujin and stuffed straight into his own mouth.
“Huh? Great Sect Master, you don't want to eat?”
Before Lu Ming could even answer, the spirit fruit in front of him was grabbed by Zhu Wuneng and shoved into his mouth.
Lu Ming was utterly speechless. He hadn't even touched his food yet, but Fei Jiujin and Zhu Wuneng had already snatched and eaten it all.
He was completely at a loss when it came to these two gluttons.
“Do I have some kind of hidden talent for raising gluttons?”
In the past, raising just Fei Jiujin was already a handful.
Now, he had another one in Zhu Wuneng.
Watching the two gluttons look as though they wanted to eat the very table itself, Lu Ming felt his headache growing.
“Won't these two eat me into bankruptcy in the future?”
“If I bring them back to the Qingshan Sect, won't the Grand Elder kick us all out?”
“Here!”
Just then, Big Yellow tore off a chicken leg and handed it to Lu Ming.
Lu Ming was startled. At the critical moment, Big Yellow was still the best!
“Great Sect Master...”
“Here!”
Within moments, several chicken legs were extended toward Lu Ming.
Fu Chen, Diao San, Niu Lansan... they all offered him a chicken leg.
Lu Ming was actually a little touched!
“Ah... there really are benefits to having a large group.”
“At least there are more people to offer me chicken legs.”
But in the next second, Lu Ming's smile froze.
He realized that even with a large group, they still couldn't afford to feed these two bottomless pits.
“Give it to me, give it to me... the Great Sect Master isn't eating!”
Fei Jiujin reached out and snatched the chicken legs from in front of Lu Ming.
“I'll eat it, I'll eat it... the Great Sect Master really isn't eating.”
Zhu Wuneng also reached out and began to fight Fei Jiujin for the chicken legs.
He didn't treat himself like an outsider at all.
Zhu Wuneng had already made up his mind: he was going to stick with Lu Ming and the others from now on.
The kind of hanger-on that couldn't be driven away even if they tried.
Because by tagging along with them, he realized he no longer had to go hungry for nine meals every three days.
The only reason he had worked as a laborer before was because he couldn't get enough to eat.
Now that the young master of the Mountain Shaking Pig clan was dead, he was unemployed!
Besides, he felt that Lu Ming and his group were good monkeys—or perhaps good humans...
But that didn't matter. Anyone who could keep his stomach full was definitely a good person!
The Demon Emperor, who had been keeping an eye on them, also noticed their situation.
With a wave of his hand, he ordered, “Bring ten more servings of food to the Little Ancestor and his companions...”
“Yes, Your Majesty!”
A guard acknowledged the order and went to make the arrangements.
Seeing more food being brought up, Zhu Wuneng's eyes shone even brighter.
“See? I knew following Lu Ming and the others would guarantee a full stomach!”
Ye Fan had also been watching Lu Ming's side. Seeing them eat so much, he sneered inwardly. “Damn mortals, they really are as repulsive as ever. I hope you choke to death!”
“Here, Little Fanfan!”
“Here, Ye Fanfan!”
“Brother Ye...”
Just then, Hu Niu, Gou Fenghuang, and the other female demon each reached out and handed Ye Fan a chicken leg.
Seeing him stare at Lu Ming's group, they assumed he was envious.
Looking at the three chicken legs before him, Ye Fan was so enraged that his facial fur stood on end.
“Do they think I have so little dignity?”
“I'm not eating!”
Ye Fan rejected them through gritted teeth.
The three female demons exchanged glances, all assuming Ye Fan was just being shy.
Before Ye Fan could react, they stuffed the chicken legs directly into his mouth.
“Brother Ye... eat up!”
“Little Fanfan... don't be shy...”
“Your name literally has 'Fan' in it, so you must love eating!”
“Mmph... mmph...”
Ye Fan's head was about to explode with anger!
He swore he would never like women again!
Not far away, the Third Prince watched this scene, his fists clenching so hard they popped.
“Damn it!”
“Ribbit... here!”
Just then, Toad-Head stuffed a chicken leg into the Third Prince's mouth.
“Ribbit... Third Prince, don't be angry. Whatever other demons have, you have too!”
“Pah... Get lost!!”
The Third Prince spat out the chicken leg and roared in fury.
“Is a chicken leg what I want?!”
“I want a female demon! I want Gou Fenghuang!!”
“Ahhhh... during the tournament later, I will definitely kill that damn 98th Prince!”
Just then, the Demon Emperor stood up.
“Everyone, now that we have dined, I have an announcement to make!”
Hearing this, the demons immediately turned their attention to the high platform, knowing the crucial moment had arrived.
The Prince's Tournament!
After all, they had been hearing rumors about it recently.
However, the princes were somewhat confused.
“What's going on? Weren't we supposed to present our gifts to Imperial Father and Mother Empress?”
“We prepared our gifts, so why was that part skipped?”
Just then, the Demon Emperor's majestic voice echoed across the plaza:
“I hereby declare the start of the Prince's Tournament to compete for the position of Crown Prince!”
As soon as the words left his mouth, a massive rumble shook the ground.
In the center of the plaza, which had just been covered in flowers and colorful flags, an arena suddenly rose!
Watching this, the Empress couldn't help but clench her fists inside her sleeves.
Was her romance with the Demon Emperor about to end?
But she was also slightly confused. Why was there no gift-presentation ceremony?
Seeing the expressions on the princes' faces, the Demon Emperor also realized what they were thinking.
In truth, he had completely forgotten about it.
His eyes flickered, and he turned to the Empress with a slight smile.
“Empress, since little 98 made a mistake and lost all his spirit stones in compensation to others, he had no spirit stones left to buy a gift. Fearing he would be embarrassed, I canceled that part of the ceremony!”
Hearing the Demon Emperor's explanation, the Empress's eyes flickered, and she smiled gently.
“It's fine.”
The Demon Emperor then looked back at the arena.
“Let us begin!”
Next, the princes drew lots to determine their opponents.
The rules were simple: one-on-one duels, with the ultimate victor becoming the Crown Prince.
While drawing lots, the Third Prince couldn't help but pray in his heart:
“I hope I draw Ye Fan.”
He was worried that if someone else drew Ye Fan, they might eliminate him directly.
If that happened, he wouldn't have the chance to kill him himself.
Regarding the Third Prince's hatred, Ye Fan merely cursed in his heart:
“Idiot!”
“With that kind of IQ, he wants to compete with me? He's just asking for death.”
As the drawing of lots for the remaining thirty-three princes concluded, the 6th Prince received a bye, and sixteen pairs of princes were matched up.
Ye Fan's opponent in the first round was the 28th Prince. Both possessed an early 4th-Rank cultivation.
The Third Prince couldn't help but feel a wave of disappointment.
Ye Fan's opponent was too weak.
He probably wouldn't be beaten to death, and with a bit of luck, he might even win.
However, he actually preferred for Ye Fan to advance smoothly. That way, he would have a chance to beat him to death in the next round.
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