Chapter Thirteen: The Demon Queen, Bai Lingxuan

A roar like mountains collapsing and seas crashing erupted at this moment, yet as the sound spread, it was absorbed by the palace walls and did not carry beyond.

A chorus of voices from eighth and ninth-rank beings, accompanied by immense spiritual power; if transmitted to the Demon Capital, those weaker demons there certainly would not be able to withstand it.

Feng Xiu and Bai Lingxuan stepped forward toward the throne, quickly arriving before Feng Yun.

“Divine Ancestor,” Feng Xiu bowed slightly, speaking with respect.

Bai Lingxuan also bowed, performing a formal ritual greeting of the demon clan to Feng Yun.

Witnessing this scene, all the Demon Gods and high-ranking elders of various clans felt even greater reverence for Feng Yun.

If even the mighty Demon God Emperor showed such respect for the Divine Ancestor, her power must be unfathomably profound!

Feng Yun smiled faintly, a purple light flickering in her hand as a phoenix crown, the emblem of the Demon Queen, floated into her right palm.

The crown was entirely black, no less magnificent than the Demon God Emperor’s crown, adorned with numerous ninth-grade demon crystals and precious gems.

Then, Feng Yun placed the dazzling crown upon Bai Lingxuan’s head.

“To wear this crown is to bear its weight. I hope you will fulfill your duties and obligations as Demon Queen, and together with the Demon God Emperor, lead our clan toward a brighter future.”

“Divine Ancestor, I will surely do so,” Bai Lingxuan replied solemnly.

What happened next startled everyone.

Feng Xiu took Bai Lingxuan’s hand, and together they sat upon the throne reserved for the Demon God Emperor.

The throne was vast, large enough to lie down and sleep on, more than enough space for two people.

Seeing this, all the Demon Gods and clan elders below exchanged glances in surprise.

Truly, they were quite shocked.

The throne of the Demon God Emperor symbolized supreme authority; only the Demon God Emperor herself might touch it.

Yet today, the Demon God Emperor sat there alongside the Demon Queen.

This clearly showed the Demon God Emperor’s great esteem for the Demon Queen!

Seated upon the throne, Bai Lingxuan gazed down upon the many kneeling warriors above eighth rank and felt her mind reel.

In just one short year, she had risen from a seventh-rank priest to the Demon Queen of the demon clan!

This also meant a complete severance from her former identity.

From now on, she was no longer Priest Bai Lingxuan, but Demon Queen Lingxuan.

She did not know whether to feel joy or sorrow, her heart tangled with mixed emotions.

Was she now... offering herself as a sacrifice to the demons?

Suddenly, she felt a strange thrill.

“Lingxuan, I am here,”

Feng Xiu’s gentle voice whispered in Bai Lingxuan’s ear, breaking her reverie.

Looking upon Feng Xiu’s handsome face, Bai Lingxuan’s love-stricken heart wavered slightly.

Marrying the love of her life was already a great blessing.

Then, Feng Xiu stood up, and the majesty of the Demon God Emperor radiated from him at that moment.

After scanning all the Demon Gods present, Feng Xiu began to speak: “Esteemed ministers, from this day forth... blah blah blah...”

Soon the formalities ended, and the next matter commenced.

Feng Xiu looked down at the daughter cradled in his arms: “At this enthronement ceremony, I hereby confer upon my daughter the title of Princess.”

Feng Xiu did not reveal Bai Yue’s name.

The heirs of the Overturning Demon Dragon Clan were closely guarded until they reached maturity, rarely appearing before the public, and their names were seldom disclosed.

This was all to protect Bai Yue.

Before long, the enthronement ceremony concluded.

Next, Feng Xiu and Bai Lingxuan, hand in hand, proceeded to the Demon God Hall for the next ritual—identity confirmation beneath the Overturning Demon God Pillar.

This ceremony was reserved only for Feng Xiu’s family and Feng Yun; no other Demon Gods followed.

The Demon God Hall was accessible only to the Overturning Demon Dragon Clan and those granted permission by the Demon God Emperor.

Soon, the group arrived at the Demon God Hall.

Feng Xiu held Bai Yue in one arm while linking his other arm with Bai Lingxuan’s; the family of three approached the towering Demon God Pillar.

Bai Lingxuan gazed curiously at the pillar, which soared straight into the clouds.

She could sense the pillar emanating an unfathomable pressure and spiritual energy.

Was this truly the strongest Demon God Pillar on the continent?

Feng Xiu grasped Bai Lingxuan’s hand, and together they placed their hands upon the pillar.

Several lines of shimmering text appeared on the pillar’s surface.

This was actually the genealogy record of the Overturning Demon Dragon Clan.

Next to Feng Xiu’s name on the sixth line, new words appeared: “Demon Queen, Bai Lingxuan.”

Then Feng Xiu placed Bai Yue’s hand upon the pillar as well, completing the identity recognition for Bai Yue.

Thus, the enthronement ceremony was fully completed.

With others gone, Bai Lingxuan finally felt much more at ease.

Seeing her daughter sleeping quietly, Bai Lingxuan’s complicated emotions gradually calmed.

She picked up Bai Yue and couldn’t help but tease the little one.

Suddenly, she remembered the lonely old man in Zhen Nan Pass, Bai Yufan—her grandfather, Bai Yue’s great-grandfather.

She looked toward Feng Yun: “Sister, you’ve already concealed Yue’er’s demonic aura. In a few days, may I bring Yue’er to visit my grandfather?”

Feng Yun nodded gently and replied softly, “You may go whenever you wish, and return whenever you please.”

Then Feng Yun asked, “Lingxuan, how do you feel about today’s grand ceremony?”

After careful thought, Bai Lingxuan answered, “Sister, I don’t quite know how to express it. It’s a very special feeling, as if I am standing atop the pinnacle of power.”

Feng Yun’s lips curved into a slight smile: “Indeed, this is the pinnacle of power.”

“Lingxuan, trust me. Power, status, and wealth will be your greatest nourishment, but in this process, I hope you do not lose your true self.”

“We promised that our clan would not attack Zhen Nan Pass within ten years, and we will keep that promise. At the same time, I hope you will not betray Feng Xiu.”

“I understand, Sister,” Bai Lingxuan nodded.

Before a divine being, she would never resort to schemes or self-destructive acts.

Then, at the thought of seeing her grandfather, Bai Lingxuan’s cheeks flushed with excitement.

Seeing this, Feng Yun smiled faintly.

After all, Bai Lingxuan was only in her twenties, still quite inexperienced...

Feng Yun spoke calmly, “Lingxuan, I know the turmoil in your heart. Trust me, the future will be better.”

“In the future, you and Feng Xiu can be together openly, not hiding as you do now.”

“In the future, you will also be able to realize your ideals and ambitions.”

“I believe you, Sister,” Bai Lingxuan nodded firmly.

She felt that Feng Yun, this ancient matriarch, was very gentle—extraordinarily gentle.

Yet why did everyone fear Feng Yun so much? Even the Demon God Emperor Feng Xiu feared her greatly.

Then, Feng Yun’s gaze turned to Feng Xiu, and her tone grew stern: “Feng Xiu, as the top ten Demon Gods are all present today, let us convene a meeting three days from now.”

“A meeting concerning the reforms of our clan.”