The protagonist committed numerous evil deeds.

Chapter 220 The Smoky and Chaotic Heavenly Palace

"Your Majesty, would you like to have a peach? There are only a few left here."

"Keep it for yourself."

"Your Majesty, would you like some food?"

The once sacred and solemn hall has become a chaotic mess, with a group of demons taking over and running rampant inside, laughing and joking.

It's so incongruous, so incredibly incongruous.

The only one who has a touch of ethereal beauty and doesn't seem out of place is their Demon Lord.

Look at that girl in white, with her fair skin and beautiful face, she really looks like a fairy who has been kidnapped by a demon.

Fortunately, they have arrived now, which is fitting for the celestial realm, since they both look like immortals.

This was the scene that Anle and Nightmare saw as soon as they entered.

Their job was to bring the demons from the mortal realm to the celestial realm. The demons from the mortal realm were too weak to fly to the celestial realm, and even if they took the pills given by the Demon Lord, they were still easily injured by the celestial energy. So they could only bring them up in batches.

"Meet the Demon Lord."

Wen Li first threw Jiuying down, then gestured for the group of little demons to go down as well.

Upon seeing the two arrive, Jiuying grew a little larger, lay down beside Wen Li's legs, and cast a smug look at the two who were disliked by the Venerable.

Anle and Nightmare both felt contempt. This lackey, no matter how high his cultivation level was, only wanted to be a lackey.

"Get up."

"Thank you, Demon Lord."

Once the main hall was completely quiet, Anle carefully stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, the demons below are all staying peacefully in the Manzhou area, and in the past two years, those cultivators have not dared to harass us."

Wen Li asked, "What about the people from Manzhou?"

"Oh, Zhao Sicheng is in charge of all that. The people there are quite obedient. I heard they even built a temple for you. However, this month, people all over the world have been infected with rabbit disease, and the rate of infection is alarming."

"Rabbit disease? What's going on?"

"It's a disease that spreads rapidly among mortals, turning people into demons. Everyone in the world is talking about it..."

Wen Li asked, "What did you say?"

Anle gritted her teeth and quickly said, "They say this rabbit disease was caused by Your Majesty."

As expected, Wen Li was furious. She straightened up and accidentally stepped on Jiu Ying's foot. Jiu Ying suddenly woke up, thinking that the Venerable One was teasing her, and several of its heads wrapped around her.

Wen Li ignored it and cursed, "Which idiot spread this rumor? Would I, the Venerable One, need to use such despicable means to kill someone?"

"Rabbit disease? I have absolutely no idea what rabbit disease is. I could stomp my feet in the mortal realm and be more powerful than this wretched thing!"

The thought of those idiots crying and cursing her from below annoyed Wen Li.

It's a complete injustice! It's truly a wrongful conviction!

"Demon Lord, please calm your anger. Demon Lord, please calm your anger."

After calming down, Wen Li asked in a low voice, "So what is the current situation of this illness?"

"Reporting to the Demon Lord, the rabbit disease is spreading at an alarming rate. Currently, one in ten people in the human realm has contracted the disease. The imperial court has established concentration camps to isolate them."

"However, people are still getting infected."

Hearing this, Wen Li couldn't help but sneer: "It seems the underworld is going to be lively again soon. I wonder if anyone will live in the eighteen levels of hell."

"Your Majesty, it seems this rabbit disease hasn't killed anyone yet," Anle whispered a reminder.

"This disease doesn't seem to kill people, but it turns them into the appearance of our demons, and then they become dull and stupid, as if their souls have been taken away."

After imagining the scene, Wen Li looked disgusted. "That wouldn't be any better, would it?"

Wen Li looked down at the two demons below, whose heads were almost touching the floor, and knew that they were terrified of her.

So she deliberately said, "Anle, for the sake of my reputation, go and help me find out about this rabbit disease. Once the rumors are quelled, you will have relieved my worries."

Anle looked up in horror, "Me?"

The Demon Lord meant that she, a demon who had harmed countless people, should help the human race find out about this infectious disease.

And what reputation does the Demon Lord have to speak of?

Can you please stop messing with her? She already has enough to do down there! She's simply overwhelmed. Besides, how can she handle something this big?

Anle didn't dare to reply. Wenli was about to speak when she glanced at Nightmare next to Anle, who hadn't said a word from beginning to end. And now, upon closer inspection, she wondered what this idiot was trembling about.

"nightmare."

Nightmare seemed deaf; his head was already lowered to the ground, and he hoped that the Demon Lord would quickly make them get out of there.

Unlike other demons, he and Anle had offended the Venerable One. While other demons could leisurely waste their time in the Heavenly Realm, the Venerable One could only assign them all sorts of dirty and tiring tasks. But that was still considered good; if the Venerable One were to truly hold a grudge about what happened back then, they wouldn't have enough lives to survive.

God bless me! Heaven bless me! Buddha bless me! Protect me from my nightmares...

"nightmare?"

Wen Li called out again, but Nightmare still didn't respond. An Le patted him lightly, saying, "His Majesty is calling you."

Nightmare first glanced at Anle, made a strange sound, "Huh?", and then collapsed completely.

"Your Majesty, spare me! Your Majesty, spare me! I deserve to die, I deserve to die! I didn't know it was you..."

"Back then? You mean the time you tried to kill me? Was that fun?"

This question nearly made Nightmare cry out in terror. "It's not fun, it's not fun at all!"

"Not fun? How about I let you go play something more fun?"

"what?"

"Tu Ji, go and help me figure this out."

"Ah? Wasn't this done by Your Majesty?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Nightmare's head was slapped hard.

Anle suppressed a laugh as her colleagues were incredibly stupid. Luckily, there was this black mass to distract the Demon Lord.

"Then go down and investigate whether it was done by the original owner."

With a mischievous grin, Wen Li flicked her finger and tossed the person down to the mortal realm. An Le, who was standing nearby, also wanted to follow.

"Your Majesty, I will go and attend to my duties now."

She got up to leave, but Wen Li suddenly called her back.

"Wait a moment."

Anle was filled with trepidation. "Your Majesty, is there anything else you wish to do?"

Wen Li looked her up and down, and seeing her mortal appearance, said, "Anle, I've heard that you can still disguise yourself as a human and practice medicine in the mortal world?"

Anle was a little nervous. "Yes."

"You want to be a mortal?"

Want to be an ordinary person?

Anle immediately knelt down and protested, "No, I have never thought of that, Your Majesty..."

"Stop making excuses. You can't fool yourself, and of course you can't fool the real person."

The Nine-Headed Serpent at Anle's feet looked at her with the eyes of a fool. Had she become stupid after living for thousands of years? Did she want to be a mortal who could only live for a few decades?

Wen Li looked at her, her tone icy, "You can't be a mortal. Do you remember your mentally challenged mother in Jiangcheng? Do you remember what she looked like?"