Chapter 537: The Well-Connected
At the office of the Demon Cultivation Mountain Gate.
Young Master Sang quietly stared at the Communication Device in front of him, which displayed seven different screens showing the current situations of seven divine demons.
“Everything’s set,” Li Shanyan entered through the door, walking over to Sang and glancing at the device. “How about you? How’s Ancestral Cang doing?”
“Still in the interview.”
Sang had a strange expression, seemingly holding back laughter as he said, “You can tell. He really wants to win.”
Li Shanyan: “…Did I miss some kind of spectacular drama?”
“Let’s get serious.”
Sang pointed at the screens and said, “Five divine demons have already been placed.”
Except for Ancestral Cang.
Jiang Mei’s fondness for attention and pampering was well-known. So, Sang arranged for her to be a virtual anchor at the Hidden Red Pavilion.
Foolish Child, being quite playful and wanting companions, was thrown into the National Master’s residence to play “Original Immortal” with Xiang Zimo and Young Master Cao.
Xu Yao was greedy and insatiable; Sang placed him in the personnel department of Floating Splendor Commerce to learn how to suck blood alongside those capitalistic vampires.
Old Woman Xi, being cunning and fond of tinkering with bizarre things, was sent to the Snake Demon clan to engage in research with Zhen Fu and his perverted group.
“As for Huo Longyuan, I still haven’t decided whether to agree to him.”
Sang stared at the scroll in his hand; it contained Huo Longyuan’s preferences from yesterday.
It only had two words.
…Inheritance.
Li Shanyan remained silent for a long time, finally saying, “In my humble opinion, the former emperor may not have been lying.”
“He might really want to return to the Holy Kingdom.”
Sang pondered for a long time.
Finally, he slowly closed his eyes and sighed.
“…Then let him replace Xiang Zimo and become the proxy National Master of the Holy Kingdom.”
“I’ll have a word with Huo Ningxue to ensure she stays alert.”
Although Sang had previously interacted with Huo Longyuan’s clone in the underground mausoleum, even the clone didn’t believe in the authenticity of its own being, so Sang had to remain vigilant as well.
No one knew what Huo Longyuan’s real thoughts were at present.
Li Shanyan hesitated for a moment but couldn’t resist whispering a reminder:
“Um… I think it might be better if you don’t alert His Majesty about this and just inform Grand Eunuch Qin instead.”
Sang: “…Why? Do you think His Majesty can’t think for himself?”
“You think he can? You said demon cultivators don’t deceive other demon cultivators, right?”
“Demon cultivators don’t deceive other demon cultivators.”
“…”
Actually, Huo Longyuan was relatively fine. After all, he had created the Holy Kingdom, and he might not be willing to act against his own hard work.
“The problem is with this Hong Yi…” Sang rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache coming on.
Among the documents submitted yesterday, even Ancestral Cang’s penchant for torturing and tormenting didn’t seem monstrous to Sang.
But when he saw what Hong Yi had written, Sang’s head started to spin.
…She wrote that she liked Sang.
“My young friend, I must ask, was there some hidden strategy at play here where you’ve secretly charmed one of the seven divine demons?”
“Seriously, don’t make it awkward. I don’t even know her!”
Sang grumbled, “It doesn’t feel genuine. It seems more like she’s teasing me.”
“Really? Would a dignified divine demon engage in such triviality?”
“The main issue is that I truly can’t see through this person.”
For Sang, the danger and mystery of Hong Yi were even more profound than Ancestral Cang.
Because the characteristics of the remaining demons were quite straightforward, with no pretense. They would naturally show flaws along with their brilliance.
What Sang feared most was someone like Hong Yi—mysterious with things hidden beneath the surface.
Even now, Sang could confidently say he knew nothing about her.
“So… how should we arrange her identity?”
“I’ve tentatively proposed several options, but she didn’t seem happy with any,” Li Shanyan said, feeling somewhat troubled.
Sang silenced for a moment and then quietly stated, “I’ll go have a chat with her.”
Without knowledge of the enemy, there is little room for maneuver.
Sang decided to get in touch with this mysterious divine demon.
And besides, he still cared a lot about what she had murmured to herself when passing by him yesterday.
“You watch here and contact me if anything happens.”
Sang raised his hand, and then he shattered like a mirror, disappearing from the spot.
Li Shanyan was stunned for a moment before remembering.
…The Sky Treasure Mirror Void.
Once Sang obtained this item yesterday, he immediately demonstrated its function.
From the East Sea to the Demon Cultivation Mountain Gate, he had only taken a breath.
One step, and he was already there.
The Mirror Void carried space rules. With this item, Sang could now appear wherever he wanted in the Abyss Realm at will.
Perhaps its power went beyond this, but for now, the most useful and frequently used function was teleportation.
With this item, Sang truly controlled the entire Abyss Realm.
No matter which divine demon caused trouble, he could arrive in an instant.
“Well then.”
Li Shanyan shook his head, sighed, and then dragged his robes, sitting down in Sang’s office chair.
“Then I’ll reluctantly help my young friend monitor the divine demons’ movements.”
Just in time, Ancestral Cang seemed to have entered the second round of interviews on the screen.
Curious about the drama he missed, Li Shanyan immediately focused his attention on the device.
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In the room, Ancestral Cang sat quietly in a corner, speaking not a word.
However, this time, the people around him no longer looked at him with strange expressions, their gazes even hinting at admiration.
“Now, let’s officially start the interview,” Cheng Da Yong cleared his throat and stated, “Everyone can briefly describe your understanding of our company, future career plans, and your personal strengths—”
Then, the candidates stood up one by one to respond.
During the formal interview, the differences among the candidates became apparent. Some were nervous, some spoke incoherently, while others expressed themselves clearly and logically.
Cheng Da Yong carefully observed each one, nodding occasionally and pretending to listen earnestly.
When it was Ancestral Cang’s turn, Cheng Da Yong slightly nodded, “Little Zhang, you can speak now.”
Ancestral Cang hesitated for a moment before slowly speaking:
“I… don’t have much knowledge of the company.”
There was a sudden silence in the room.
Cheng Da Yong’s expression grew awkward: “Wait, if you don’t know anything, why did you apply to the Demon Cult?”
“Because Sang Fold… Sect Leader Sang sent me here.”
Ancestral Cang stated plainly.
Because that was indeed the truth.
He honestly didn’t care about whatever “Demon Cult” nonsense; to him, it was merely child’s play.
But Sang sent him here, and he was just following the rules of the game.
However, after hearing this, the surrounding people’s expressions grew strange again.
Ancestral Cang wondered what he had said wrong when suddenly Cheng Da Yong quietly asked:
“Um… do you know the boss?”
Ancestral Cang: “Of course I do.”
The main body knows this ant’s name is Sang Fold; isn’t that recognized? Many ants wish to be known, yet it’s difficult.
Suddenly, everyone’s expressions became incredibly lively.
Some nearby interviewees looked indignant, some were upset, while others appeared unwilling to accept it.
Cheng Da Yong cleared his throat, softly saying, “Little Zhang, please step out for a moment. I need to have a word with you.”
Ancestral Cang: “?”
