My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

Li Chen snapped his fingers and gave instructions to the array master beside him.

"Go, shut down the 'emotion absorption array' in this basement for me."

"From now on, not a single bit of the emotions and desires generated in the Grand Theater shall leak into this room. Let this old senior stay here and dryly suck up the dust on the walls."

boom!

Upon hearing this...

The Blood Slaughter Ancestor, who had just been so defiant and ready to die for his cause, froze instantly.

Cut off his food supply?!

The immense emotions generated in this grand theater every day are his only hope for enduring hardship and restoring his cultivation at the Nascent Soul stage!

If he cannot absorb these seven emotions and six desires, when will his damaged demonic body, sealed for three thousand years, ever be fully healed?

"Wait...wait a minute!"

The old demon's withered face underwent an epic change of color in an instant.

All his pride was trampled underfoot without hesitation in the face of the immense temptation to restore his cultivation.

"Your Highness! I was just joking!"

Blood Slaughter Ancestor forced out a fawning smile that was even uglier than crying.

"It's just acting, isn't it? I'll act! For the cultural prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, I'd gladly die for it!"

Li Chen snorted coldly.

"That's more like it. Director Zhang, the man is now in your hands. If he doesn't cooperate, report to me immediately."

Director Zhang was overjoyed and immediately had someone unlock the chains of the old devil.

"Oh dear, sir, you look too old. This is a fantasy idol drama aimed at all the young men and women of the Tang Dynasty."

"Could you... try to look a little younger?"

The old demon gritted his teeth in humiliation.

He channeled the wisp of demonic energy he had painstakingly accumulated within his body and unleashed the most basic demonic technique, "Painted Skin Transformation."

"Buzz!"

After a cloud of black mist rolled in.

The withered and ugly old man from before has disappeared.

Instead, there was a tall, slender, pale, handsome young man in red, whose brows exuded an irresistible, sinister charm.

Those scarlet eyes seemed to possess a terrifying magic power capable of devouring souls.

Director Zhang was so excited when he saw the transformed Old Demon that he dropped his crystal glasses on the ground.

"Perfect! Absolutely perfect!"

"That natural villainous aura! That oppressive presence that makes you want to kneel down and call him 'father' without him even acting!"

"Power on! Power on now!"

……

The next two weeks.

The filming progress of "The Legend of the Immortal" is astonishingly fast.

Because Blood Slaughter Ancestor doesn't need to read the script at all!

No acting skills are required!

The director cast him as a demon lord who sees human life as worthless.

He stood in front of the camera, gave a cold laugh, and the genuine killing intent that had accumulated over three thousand years directly scared the young actor from the Jiaofangsi who was playing the protagonist of the righteous path so much that he wet his pants on the spot.

The director asked him to act in a scene where he cruelly tortured a traitor.

With a casual wave of his hand, demonic energy transformed into countless sharp blades. His perverted expression, reveling in the screams of agony, made even the array master filming break out in a cold sweat.

"Crack! That's amazing!"

Director Zhang slammed his fist on the table in admiration behind the monitor.

"This is textbook-level immersive acting! Look at the disdain in his eyes, he's practically the Demon Lord himself!"

Blood Slaughter Ancestor roared inwardly: Nonsense! I am the Demon Lord!

at last.

This highly anticipated fantasy epic has officially premiered at the Chang'an Grand Theatre.

Originally, the people of the Tang Dynasty went there to see how the righteous protagonist would eliminate demons and protect the righteous path.

But after the movie was released.

The art style, however, took a wild and unexpected turn, escalating rapidly.

The male protagonist's noble and righteous image was completely annihilated by the old demon's domineering, wicked, and arrogant villainous aura.

The audience of the Tang Dynasty was tired of those hypocrites who spouted benevolence and morality.

Suddenly, I saw such a villain who was purely evil, charmingly evil, and ridiculously powerful.

Everyone's dopamine levels surged instantly!

The movie was a hit.

Moreover, it became an unprecedented sensation across the entire land of China.

The ancient demon, a terrifying being that once unleashed a reign of terror three thousand years ago.

Overnight.

He actually became the undisputed top superstar in the Tang Dynasty's entertainment industry!

A month later.

Outside the luxurious backstage lounge of Chang'an Grand Theatre.

The crowds were enormous, and the screams were so loud they almost lifted the roof off.

"Lord Blood Butcher! Look here!"

"Lord Blood Butcher, I want to have your babies!"

Countless socialites, noblewomen, and daughters of wealthy families, dressed in gorgeous gowns, held up support signs made of glowing spirit stones.

They waved flowers and letters frantically toward the lounge.

Inside the lounge.

Blood Slaughter Ancestor was wearing an extremely stylish black silk robe.

He was sitting on a large armchair covered with a white tiger skin, holding a cup of the finest immortal tea in his hand.

In front of him were piles of all sorts of rare treasures and precious flowers and plants sent by fans.

Some people even sent over top-grade spirit-gathering array plates.

The old demon took a sip of tea, his scarlet eyes revealing an indescribable mix of confusion and enjoyment.

"Back in the day, I was willing to slaughter an entire sect just to seize a top-grade magic weapon."

"Now, all I have to do is smile at those silly women, and they'll empty their pockets and give it to me?"

The old demon looked at his young and handsome face in the mirror.

Suddenly, I feel that being a celebrity is much more comfortable than being a demon lord.

Not only do they no longer have to live that life of constant danger and being hunted down by the righteous path.

They can also sit in the theater with a legitimate reason and absorb this massive amount of fervent emotion.

The demonic energy within his body has now recovered to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage! He's just one step away from returning to the Divine Transformation stage!

Just as the old demon was feeling smug and indulging in the vanity of being adored by thousands,

"Bang."

The door to the lounge was pushed open.

Li Chen, dressed in a black robe, walked in slowly with his hands behind his back.

I heard the door open.

The old demon didn't even look up, casually picking up a signed portrait from the table.

"Are you here for an autograph?"

The old demon spoke in a nonchalant tone befitting a top superstar.

"Get in line. I'm too tired to see guests right now."

Li Chen stopped in his tracks.

He looked at the ancient demon in front of him, who had a slicked-back hairstyle, wore sunglasses, and acted like a big shot.

His lips began to twitch wildly.

"Old man, are you getting too caught up in your role? Do you really think you're something special?"

Li Chen's icy voice was like a bucket of ice water, instantly shattering the old demon's dream.

Old Demon shuddered, quickly took off his sunglasses, and sprang up from his chair.

"Your Highness, King Qin!"

The old demon rubbed his hands together somewhat awkwardly.

"I had no idea Your Highness was arriving. I have failed to greet you properly."

Li Chen walked up to the mountain of gifts, casually flipped through them, and looked at them with disdain.

"You're living a pretty good life, aren't you? You carry the soul of a thousand-year-old man and conjure up a pretty boy face to deceive those naive young girls."

"Don't you have any shame?"

The old demon coughed twice and tried to defend himself.

"Your Highness, this is called artistic sacrifice. I am contributing to the entertainment industry of the Tang Dynasty."

"Alright, stop talking nonsense."

Li Chen sat down on a chair to the side and crossed his legs.

"Given that you haven't caused any trouble this past month and have been quite diligent at work."

"I've decided to grant you a favor and give you an easier job. You'll be working as a gatekeeper in the logistics department, so you won't have to show your face here every day."

Li Chen had assumed the old demon would be grateful.

After all, they no longer have to be forced to work as actors.