Wang Zhice was a true celebrity of the continent.
Especially to the Demi-human race, he was perhaps the most famous human.
In the northern expedition against the demons, he had been the deputy commander of the allied army, the de facto highest commander.
The tribal leaders and generals present had heard countless memories of their elders when they were young.
Wang Zhice's deeds had already become a legend of their generation, making them feel boundless respect.
But just like the word 'respect', what accompanied respect was fear.
Only in death could he be a legend. Living was pressure, because in the end, he was still a human.
The Deer tribe Grand Duke's claim that Shang Xingzhou and Chen Changsheng, master and disciple, might have been acting was very difficult to believe. Because if this was a scheme, then this scheme was far too complex, involving far too many people. Even the coup of the Mausoleum of Books was only one part of it. Who could construct such a heaven-shaking scheme? Not even someone as strong as Shang Xingzhou could do it.
But Wang Zhice was still alive.
If this was a scheme he had laid for the Human race, what could be done?
The oppressive and tense mood in the hall made the Bear tribe leader rather irritable. He sternly said, "If the Human race is really as powerful as you say, their schemes so frightening, have you ever thought about what sort of blow we will receive once we go back on our alliance?"
The Deer tribe Grand Duke sneered, "As long as our alliance with Xuelao City becomes a reality, what can the Human race do, no matter how angry they are? At most, they'll send a few letters of state curses. Do they really have the courage to attack us and Xuelao City at the same time? "
Madam Mu expressionlessly said, "War requires courage, but starting has never had anything to do with courage. The situation dictates it. I do not like war, so today's discussion is to prevent the continent from sinking into the fires of war. This is why I have decided to ally with Xuelao City. "
These two sentences caused the hall to fall even quieter. Those tribal leaders and generals who had originally opposed the alliance with the demons couldn't help but be swayed.
The Shi clan leader's eyes narrowed even more, making it difficult to tell if it was a golden willow or an elegant blade.
He knew that the situation was abnormally difficult, but when he thought of his conversation with Xiao De last night, he could only continue.
"We have already seen Xuelao City's sincerity."
He raised his head to Madam Mu and asked, "But how can the demons trust our sincerity? I don't think an alliance without trust has much meaning. "
Madam Mu calmly gazed at him and said, "I presume that you are well aware of the meaning of the Heavenly Selection ceremony."
The Shi clan leader's expression did not change. "Does Princess Luoluo really have to marry this young Demon Lord? Are we going to welcome a Demon King? "
This was his, the clan leader's, and the demon generals' sharpest doubt.
If the Demon Lord married Princess Luoluo, wouldn't that mean that when the White Emperor returned to the sea of stars, the Demon Lord would become the Emperor of the Demi-human race?
Madam Mu calmly gazed at the Shi clan leader and said, "A marriage alliance does not mean the succession of the throne."
The marriage between the two royal families had always been the simplest and most effective method of forming an alliance.
In the past tens of thousands of years, this sort of thing had happened countless times. Many demi-human princesses had been married off to distant Xuelao City.
The tribal leaders, generals, and ministers in the hall were more accepting of the marriage alliance, but Madam Mu's words still did not resolve the most crucial problem.
The entire world knew that it was difficult for the White Emperor and Madam Mu to have children. Many years ago, they only had one daughter, Princess Luoluo.
If Princess Luoluo was married off to distant Xuelao City and the Demon Lord, the ultimate victor in the Heavenly Selection ceremony, could not inherit the throne, then who would be the next White Emperor?
Madam Mu's hand lightly rested on her abdomen as she said, "It is naturally the son of me and His Majesty."
As she said this, her expression did not change. It was still indifferent and lofty, yet it exuded a dignified and sacred aura.
The Xiang clan leader solemnly said, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, congratulations, Empress."
The demi-human personages, who had been shocked speechless by this sudden news, finally came to their senses and bowed, offering their blessings and praises.
The Shi clan leader once more recalled his conversation with Xiaode from last night and couldn't help but sigh. I've done all I can, but is it still impossible to change the result?
The Xiang clan leader turned to the crowd in the hall and asked, "Does anyone else have anything else to say?"
The Bear tribe leader's hand trembled as he held his metal cudgel, then he smashed it against the ground.
With a muffled thud, the ground quaked and dust rose.
His eyes turned somewhat red as he stared up at Madam Mu and said, "I have nothing to say, but I still object."
The Shi clan leader fell quiet for a while, then said, "I also object."
Soon after, a He tribe general famed for his bravery stood up, took off his helmet, and impassively declared, "I object."
The demi-human Prime Minister, who had remained silent since the beginning of the preparations for the Heavenly Selection ceremony, also stood up and said in a timeworn voice, "I must personally meet His Majesty before I can agree."
"I also object."
"Me too!"
The Xiang clan leader's expression did not change as he listened to the rising and falling voices.
Madam Mu slightly arched her brows, her eyes as bright as the stars devoid of emotion.
She was somewhat surprised that there were still so many voices of opposition.
But this was meaningless.
This was her and His Majesty's decree.
Moreover, this decree had obtained the support of the Council of Elders, led by the Xiang clan leader.
Even if there was some noise, how could it affect the surging western flow of the great river?
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The court deliberations concluded. Nearly forty percent of the tribal leaders, ministers, and generals expressed their opposition to the alliance with the demons, but the decree had already been issued.
The Grand Scholar of the Abyssal Pearl Pavilion who had participated in the Grand Examination of the capital one hundred years ago was currently nervously writing a formal letter of credence.
The demi-human personages who had argued for a very long time in this tense and oppressive atmosphere walked out of the stone hall, wanting to rest for a while.
And then, they saw the young Demon Lord.
The blue sky was like a wash, the edge of the high platform was like a line, and the pear tree was a lone shadow. He was standing under the tree.
The tattered bamboo hat had already been taken off, falling by his feet, gradually about to be buried by the white pear blossoms.
His face was handsome and white like jade. His robe fluttered in the wind as if about to fly away.
This scene and this person were too beautiful to behold.
Some generals were brimming with killing intent as if they were about to charge at him.
Some tribal leaders were warily staring at him, ready to turn and leave.
Some ministers were all smiles as if they were about to fall to the ground.
No matter what their emotions were, they were forced to admit that this person was truly an extraordinary individual.
For a Demon Lord to stand alone in the Demi-human Imperial City and still be so calm and composed was truly admirable.
Ceremonial music rose from the Whalefall Platform.
The mood on the observation platform instantly turned solemn.
The letter of credence was completed.
The Heavenly Selection, the marriage alliance, and the alliance were officially announced.
Announced to the world.
At this moment, the ceremonial music suddenly became somewhat disorderly.
Perhaps it was because of those footsteps.
Several dozen palace maids and eunuchs had arrived on the observation platform.
Luoluo was at the very front.
She looked at the Demon Lord beneath the pear tree.
The Demon Lord also looked at her.
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