The Moon-devouring Banner had been raised at Dragon Ridge.
But there was no Demon Monarch to garrison the banner, a problem that could not be ignored.
As more and more outside Demons arrived, the situation at the Border Region grew increasingly grim, and this problem would only intensify.
Inside a room in an elegant courtyard.
Lin Shu pondered for a few moments. He didn’t explain too much, instead using his Soul-Splitting technique to control the Jade Hairpin and send a brief reply.
"Understood."
Originally, he had never even considered taking the title of Demon Monarch.
Let alone taking charge of Dragon Ridge.
All he wanted was for the Group of Demons to remember his contribution in seizing the pass, ensuring an escape route for him and Yu Sheng in the future.
But it seemed Demon Monarchs Cloud Dragon and Hong Ling were quite stubborn, insisting on preserving this achievement for him despite the immense pressure.
But there was no need to rush.
The matter here in Anren Prefecture should be resolved soon.
Once he freed himself, he could start dealing with this problem.
The real, urgent trouble was that with Dragon Ridge’s current resources, trying to simultaneously face the pressure from both Yongzhou and the Great Shun Dynasty’s Zhao Family was asking far too much.
Even in Lin Shu’s view, the hope of holding the Border Region was extremely slim.
’There aren’t nearly enough people.’
He gently rubbed the bridge of his nose.
Given Dragon Ridge’s scale, relying on individual strength alone was impossible, no matter how formidable that individual might be. Unless someone had reached a level capable of crushing Golden Cores—a Nascent Soul Demon King, for example, whose fearsome reputation alone could intimidate all opposition—no single expert could garrison the place alone.
Not even with the Wind-Riding Mountain Patrol.
The mountain range was simply too vast and continuous. Before it, even if one became the wind, it would still be impossible to be everywhere at once.
He just didn’t know what Yuan Yuan and Demon King Su Xin were so busy with.
’They ordered the Group of Demons to occupy the Border Region; they should at least show up and lend a hand.’
Lin Shu collected his thoughts and stepped out of the room.
He saw that everyone had already borrowed a wide table and set up a banquet in the quiet courtyard.
"Where have you been running off to lately?"
Old Yang, both anxious and annoyed, slapped the back of the fool’s head. "How did you get all these new scratches?"
"Ser-serving Master Lin!"
The man looked over, quite displeased, and defended himself clumsily. "I got scraped by branches on the road."
"Oh."
Hearing this, Old Yang gave an embarrassed smile and leaned his head forward. "My bad. You can hit me back."
HISS!
Lin Shu’s eyelids twitched.
He watched as the fool rubbed his wrist and, without any hesitation, slapped him. "GAGA."
A slap that could kill a Golden Core Cultivator merely made Old Yang grimace and rub his head. Clearly, this wasn’t the first time the two had roughhoused like this.
"Master Lin."
Someone quickly stood up; it was Jin Gui and Dong Cheng.
Their faces were full of joy as they hurriedly explained, "We heard you were back and thought we’d make some dishes and bring them over."
"Sit."
Lin Shu looked at these familiar faces, suddenly feeling a wave of emotion.
He had opened his eyes in a dilapidated courtyard, arriving alone in this world.
Before he knew it, he had made his way from that foul-smelling Brothel in Cyan Willow Lane to where he was today.
Around a single wooden table sat a group of people with vastly different levels of Cultivation.
Jin Gui was still a mortal. Then came Dong Cheng and Old Yang at the Qi Cultivation stage, followed by Miss Yun and Yan Jin at the Foundation Establishment Stage. He himself was at the Core Formation Stage, and Yu Sheng and the fool had already reached the Golden Core Realm.
If they just added a Nascent Soul, they would have almost every Realm covered.
Such a scene would be considered a marvel no matter where it was found.
But amid the laughter and cheerful chatter, it seemed no one cared about such things.
Lin Shu’s expression was calm as he lowered his gaze and took a sip of wine.
’To place a group like this in a territory governed by an Immortal Family... he really couldn’t rest easy.’
At this thought, he put down his wine cup and glanced casually in the direction of the Stargazing Pavilion.
’Anren Prefecture and I are bound by fate.’
’The Mountain Master has coincidentally provided an excellent opportunity, so I can only take advantage of the situation and ask him to part with something he cherishes.’
’Only by letting Yu Sheng take that position can this great prefecture truly solve its Demon problem.’

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