The female disciples who had bad intentions towards me started fighting among themselves

Ji Qixue recalled the time when he had just become Sima Ming.

She herself was born into a noble family, and because of her pure blood, she was born with eyes that could see things that were invisible.

So there were almost no surprises. She simply came to the Demon Palace and met the Pope at the time. As a result, her original surname was abandoned and her surname became "Ji".

In fact, Ji Qixue knew that although her blood was pure, it was not the purest among the many candidates for Sima Ming.

There are many people with better bloodline than her.

And there is only one reason that allows her to become the Sima Ming directly.

Those were her eyes.

Her eyes that can see things that cannot be seen.

At first, when she was young, she always saw something strange in her eyes.

You see some people walking, some people laughing, and some people crying.

At first, her family thought that Ji Qixue just had a pair of yin-yang eyes - although this kind of eyes is extremely rare among mortals, it is not an extraordinary talent in a family of immortal cultivators.

Until she discovered that the trivial scenes she saw would appear one by one in reality.

Some people were walking, and he was assassinated by an assassin from the God Clan on his way to the Palace of Gods and Demons.

Some people were laughing. When the God-race assassin was arrested, his eyes were full of determination to die, and he laughed crazily.

Some people were crying, and all the officials in the hall were weeping bitterly.

Just because the person being stabbed is the archbishop of the current evil cult.

When Ji Qixue finished speaking, the archbishop sitting in front of her looked solemn and asked, "Is this the future you saw if I didn't come to you?"

The young Ji Qixue shook her head, not understanding what the person in front of her was saying, and shrank back in fear.

"What a strange ability."

The archbishop sighed, and the guard behind him whispered in his ear: "The man has been caught."

The archbishop waved his hand, sent him away, and looked back at the girl in front of him.

"I understand. I will take you to see the Pope."

Thus, Ji Qixue naturally became Sima Ming.

The reason is simple. What she can see is not a ghost, but——

future.

......

How did you feel when you first took over?

It's impossible not to be nervous.

Standing in front of thousands of demon sect monks from Nanposo Continent, Ji Qixue thought so.

Yes.

When she first succeeded to the papacy, Ji Qixue was actually extremely nervous when that prestigious counselor in the church stood up against her.

She had no idea how to deal with the situation.

But luckily, she had another chance.

A chance for her to make mistakes.

"future."

Although it was only a brief moment, Ji Qixue thought about it for a long time, thinking about how to deal with this stubborn minister.

Fortunately, she finally figured it out, mustered up her courage, and calmed him down.

As a result, she was able to sit firmly on the throne of Pope and reduce a lot of resistance.

How nervous I was at that time. I pretended to be calm in front of all the officials, but in fact I was scared to death.

But now, I don’t feel nervous at all, instead I feel calm.

Time is a strange thing.

It makes the young grow old, the irritable gradually calm, the foolish become wise, it brings everything and will take everything away.

When Ji Qixue stepped onto the platform, the originally noisy crowd suddenly became silent.

She looked up and smiled silently when she saw the sculpture of the ancestor.

Have I been leading this race for a thousand years?

If I have the chance, I really want to take a break.

The crowd in front of her was endless, and the huge square was filled with people, but Ji Qixue was not nervous at all. She just slowly took two steps forward and came to the most conspicuous position.

"Our ancestors gave us this vibrant land of Nanposozhou. We have passed down this land from generation to generation. From ancient times to the present, we have experienced countless trials and tribulations."

She spoke in a low voice, but everyone in the room could hear it clearly.

Even the demon people who are not in the Holy City can hear Ji Qixue's voice as long as they are in the territory bathed in the king's rule.

"We have experienced famine. In the early days, there was no food and our ancestors ate grasses for food."

"We have experienced wars. During the time when the invaders came, our ancestors fought bravely and kept the invaders out of the continent of Nanposozhou."

"We have been through a lot, but we have always been the winners, the winners of this land, from ancient times to the present, and have always been sitting here..."

"So, what is our next goal?"

Jing Yan listened to Ji Qixue's voice, lowered his head, and seemed to be thinking about something.

No wonder.

No wonder Taoist Lingxu wanted me to come to Nanposo Continent to participate in this event. His goal was not to let me see the world, but to let me learn.

Learn how the Pope controls public opinion.

After Ji Qixue finished speaking, the scene remained as quiet as ever.

Then, faint sounds of discussion began to be heard.

Gradually, the discussion became louder and louder, and the entire square was filled with people discussing the answer to Ji Qixue's question.

Finally, the demon people answered with one word in unison.

An answer that made Ji Qixue extremely satisfied.

"win!"

A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She was extremely satisfied when she saw the people under her rule gave such an answer.

"Yes, it's a win!"

"We have overcome famine, war, hardship, and time... We are invincible."

"The blood debt of our ancestors must be repaid with blood. Forgiveness in this world is not cheap. For those who have bullied us, enslaved us, despised us, and slaughtered us, we have only one goal—"

"That means sending them to meet our ancestors!"

Ji Qixue stood on the high platform. The elders of the parliament below all looked frightened. They seemed to have understood what Ji Qixue meant.

She is being willful.

This was not at all a declaration of celebration as had been agreed upon.

It was a war speech.

A key to open Pandora's box.

The pope betrayed her council and resolutely established absolute power.

Ji Qixue smiled, glanced at the parliament below with contempt, and pulled out a crown from behind her that symbolized the demon royal power.

Pointing far away to the north of the continent.

"We will make the gods pay with blood!"

"Tiger! Tiger! Tiger!"

The soldiers in the audience all looked excited, as if they were witnessing a historic day.

Countless invited guests' faces changed drastically, thinking about how to deal with this earth-shaking event.

Wen Youqing tugged at the corner of Jingyan's clothes.

There was something I wanted to say, but in the end it turned into silence.

"Wind! Wind! Wind!"

The third war between gods and demons begins today.

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Jingyan was truly shocked by the strength of the demon clan.

This was by no means a spur of the moment decision by the Pope, but a judgment that had been prepared and premeditated in advance.

Judging from the faces of the ministers below the stage, it seemed that the Pope had not discussed this with them beforehand. Only the archbishop in purple robes and the great elder standing aside with an indifferent look on his face did not seem surprised by this matter.

This is enough to show the Pope's ability to control the army of Nanposo Continent. She was able to bypass all the ministers and control the army with ease.

This Pope, who lives in seclusion and is not used to showing up in public, actually has much greater control over the Demon Cult than imagined.

"Your Excellency the Pope, China is now at peace. If we hastily start another war, it would be against the will of Heaven!"

"Yes, Your Holiness, you did not discuss such an important matter with us in advance!"

"I hope Your Holiness will think twice!"

Among the civil servants standing in an orderly row under the statue, there were several elderly officials who immediately knelt down and begged the Pope to withdraw this warmongering policy.

After all, once the celebration is over, the news about it will spread far and wide, and by then, there will be no chance to regret.

What made them most angry was not that the Pope insisted on going to war with the gods, but that she dared to bypass the ministers and the parliament and even did not ask for their opinions, as if she had made a trivial decision casually.

Previous popes were not like this.

At least she would respect her ministers and listen to the opinions of the parliament...

In fact, when it comes down to it, except for a few people who really worried about the future of Nanposo Continent, most of the ministers were worried that their identity and rights would be challenged.

After all, they are civil servants.

During war, military officers had a much higher status than civilian officers.

Ji Qixue didn't even look at them, as if she had expected it, and waved her hand casually on the platform.

The well-equipped guards received orders and marched in neat steps to the civil officials, drew the machetes at their waists, and suppressed them.

Everything is so calm and orderly.

And because Jingyan was standing at the front, he could see everything clearly. The people of the Demon Sect who were burning with fighting spirit had no idea of ​​what was happening before them.

The Pope is eliminating the "dissenters".

Eliminate those ministers who advocate peace.

This was enough to prove her determination to declare war on the Gods - she was serious.

It was not until this moment that Jing Yan felt the horror of the woman in front of him whose eyes were blindfolded with a black veil. She seemed to be able to foresee what would happen in the future and had prepared everything in an orderly manner.

So, now there is only one question left in the sutra.

Why is this Pope, who is in control of the situation, so sure that if a war breaks out between her cult and the gods, the victorious side will be the cult?

Judging from what happened today, the Pope seems to have an almost paranoid attitude towards the development of events - she will not make an uncertain decision without reason.

The God Clan is indeed in decline compared to the Demon Cult, but they are a race that has been passed down from ancient times to the present day, and their heritage cannot be poor. Even after the death of the God King Hongjun, there are still many Mahayana practitioners among the God Clan who possess the blood of the ancient gods.

Why is she so confident that the Demon Cult will be the winner of this war in the end?

With such doubts in mind, Jing Yan looked up at the woman on the platform.

As if she had noticed Jing Yan's gaze, Ji Qixue silently turned her eyes slightly, and her face, whose pupils could not be seen clearly, shifted slightly towards the viewing platform where Jing Yan was standing.

She stretched out her slender hands in black silk gloves and made a silencing gesture at her lips.