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Chapter 176 Aftershocks of the Election, Yao Women Maintain Stability



Chapter 176 Aftershocks of the Election, Yao Women Maintain Stability

Dai Yao, arm in arm with the mysterious man, hummed an off-key tune and walked happily toward the depths of the Demon Palace.

However, this relaxed atmosphere did not last long, and the aftershocks of the Demon Palace election came more violently than she had anticipated.

"Your Majesty, regarding the repair plan for the Demon Palace's protective array, I believe..." The Demon Palace's Grand Elder respectfully handed over a scroll, but his tone carried a hint of resistance.

Dai Yao took the scroll, glanced at it quickly, and almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

This isn't a renovation plan; it's clearly a demolition plan!

The perfectly good protective formation was completely altered and riddled with flaws.

"Elder, are you kidding me? If this plan is actually implemented, our Demon Palace might as well be renamed the Sieve Palace!" Dai Yao tossed the scroll back with a forced smile, her inner monologue: This old guy thinks I won too easily?

Similar things happened one after another.

Every suggestion Dai Yao made was met with inexplicable resistance, as if an invisible force was working against her.

Even Lingfeng, who is usually warm and straightforward, has started to stammer and speak in riddles.

“Sister Yao, it’s not that I don’t support you, it’s just… the Demon Palace is so complex and intertwined, there are many things that we can’t change just because we want to…” Ling Feng advised with a troubled expression.

Dai Yao rubbed her temples, feeling utterly overwhelmed.

This isn't being a demon lord, it's being a maid!

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself down.

Just then, she sensed a strange energy fluctuation spreading through the air like ripples.

This is……

Is there a flow of air?

!

Dai Yao suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze sweeping sharply over everyone.

She quietly gathered her supporters, ostensibly to discuss matters of the Demon Palace, but in reality, she was secretly setting up a trap.

"Lingfeng, you're in charge..." Dai Yao instructed in a low voice, her tone carrying a hint of coldness that was barely perceptible.

Over the next few days, the Demon Palace appeared calm on the surface, but undercurrents were surging beneath.

Those forces that were secretly plotting against them were completely unaware that they had already stepped into Dai Yao's trap.

They were still gloating, thinking they had done something flawless, but little did they know, the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

"Reporting to the Demon Lord, everything is ready!" Lingfeng rubbed his hands excitedly, eager to see the show.

Dai Yao's lips curled into a sly smile. "Alright, let's close the net!"

With Dai Yao's order, those forces that had been secretly plotting against them were instantly exposed to the light of day, and their conspiracies and schemes were revealed to the world.

Zi Xing and other easily swayed people suddenly realized that they had been used!

“Xingmeng, you’d better behave yourself…” Dai Yao gazed into the distance, her eyes deep and her tone icy.

Before Dai Yao could finish speaking, Xing Meng jumped out like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, "Dai Yao! Don't be so smug! Do you think you can really control everything just because you won the election? Let me tell you, I have your hands in my hands..."

"Dirty secrets?" Dai Yao raised an eyebrow, her expression saying "that's all?" successfully interrupting Xing Meng's impassioned speech.

"Come on, times have changed, sister. Who doesn't have a dark past these days? If you really have solid evidence, just show it. Don't just make threats here, it's kind of scary."

Xingmeng was so angry that her face turned pale, but she was speechless for a moment.

She has no concrete evidence, and the so-called scandals are nothing more than baseless rumors.

Seeing Xingmeng get the short end of the stick, the onlookers from the Demon Palace began to whisper among themselves.

"I knew it! How could the Demon Lord cheat? Xingmeng is clearly just jealous!"

"Exactly! If you can't handle losing, don't play! Now you're turning around and blaming me, it's really shameful!"

Seeing that public opinion was turning against her, Xingmeng panicked. She pointed at Dai Yao and shouted, "You! You cheated! You bribed the supervisor!"

Dai Yao sneered and slowly pulled out a stack of scrolls from her sleeve. "Oh? Bribing the supervisors? Where's the evidence? Elder, please read the detailed records of the election process to everyone so that everyone can see who is lying through their teeth."

Although the Grand Elder of the Demon Palace had some reservations about Dai Yao, he was still able to distinguish right from wrong when it came to matters of principle.

He took the scroll and read aloud every detail of the election process, including the signatures and seals of the various oversight bodies.

As the elder spoke, Xingmeng's expression grew increasingly grim.

She originally thought she could incite the public and embarrass Dai Yao, but she didn't expect to shoot herself in the foot.

After seeing the evidence, onlookers condemned Xingmeng's actions.

"Xingmeng, you have disappointed us greatly!"

"We even supported you before, but we never expected you to be this kind of person!"

Xingmeng was scolded so badly that she couldn't stay any longer and slunk away.

Watching Xingmeng flee in panic, Dai Yao's lips curled into a triumphant smile.

She turned to Lingfeng and said, "Lingfeng, put..."

"Lingfeng, write down all these troublemakers. When the time comes, we'll give them a good talking-to and punish them accordingly. Don't let any of them get away with it." Dai Yao patted Lingfeng on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Our Demon Palace isn't a marketplace where you can come and go as you please. Since you've come, you have to leave something behind."

Ling Feng understood immediately and took out a small notebook, starting to take notes seriously. Every now and then, he would glance up at the pale-faced losers, his eyes full of warning.

Taking advantage of the momentum, Dai Yao announced a series of reward and punishment measures.

Those who supported her received generous rewards, including resources and status, and instantly felt they had made the right bet, causing their loyalty to Dai Yao to skyrocket.

Those forces that opposed her were punished accordingly, ranging from being fined and confined to their quarters to having their resources cut or even being expelled from the Demon Palace.

Suddenly, the Demon Palace was filled with an atmosphere of panic and fear, with everyone feeling insecure.

After several maneuvers, Dai Yao's position in the Demon Palace became even more secure, and she could be said to have completely taken control of the situation.

She was like a seasoned chess player, proceeding cautiously and strategically, keeping all the pieces under her control.

After dealing with these complicated matters, Dai Yao felt physically and mentally exhausted.

She strolled into the garden of the Demon Palace and sat down on a stone bench, exhausted.

A mysterious figure appeared silently behind her and gently draped a cloak over her shoulders.

"Are you tired?" His voice was low and gentle, with a hint of heartache.

Dai Yao nodded gently, leaned against him, closed her eyes, and enjoyed this moment of peace and warmth.

The mysterious figure gently combed her slightly messy hair with light and meticulous movements.

"Yao'er," he suddenly spoke, a hint of barely perceptible worry in his voice, "aren't you tiring yourself out like this?"

Dai Yao opened her eyes, looked at him, and smiled slightly. "I'm a little tired, but it's all worth it." She paused, a determined glint in her eyes. "I will make the Demon Palace stronger, and let everyone know that I, Dai Yao, am not someone to be trifled with!"

Looking into her determined eyes, he felt a surge of admiration and love.

He leaned down and gently kissed her forehead. "I will always be with you."

As night deepened, the garden fell silent, broken only by the occasional chirping of insects.

Dai Yao leaned against his chest, feeling his warmth and a sense of security.

Suddenly, he gripped her hand tightly, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes, "Yao'er..."

"Yao'er..." The mysterious figure's tone was solemn, and he unconsciously tightened his grip on Dai Yao's hand.

Dai Yao lifted her head from his embrace, a hint of confusion flashing in her starry eyes: "What's wrong?"

“I received news that Xingmeng hasn’t given up. She’s secretly contacted a lot of the disqualified elders, and it seems…” He paused, his face growing even darker, “that she’s planning something.”

Dai Yao raised an eyebrow, her expression saying, "That's it?" She said, "I thought it was something big. They're just defeated opponents, nothing to worry about. Let them jump around. The higher they jump, the harder they'll fall." As she spoke, she yawned and stretched lazily. "I'm sleepy. I'm going back to sleep."

The mysterious figure remained furrowed in thought: "I have a feeling things aren't that simple. Xingmeng may not be a threat, but what's behind her..."

"Someone's backing you up? Who is it? Could it be that old schemer Yingyue?" Dai Yao perked up, her gossip spirit burning brightly.

“It wasn’t him; he’s already in dire straits himself.” The mysterious figure shook his head. “I suspect… it’s a force outside the Demon Palace.”

Dai Yao's smile gradually faded, and her eyes sharpened. "External forces? Interesting. It seems this pool of water is deeper than I imagined." She stood up, dusting herself off. "Bring it on, I'll meet it head-on. I, Dai Yao, am not one to be trifled with!"

Upon returning to her palace, Dai Yao did not immediately rest.

She sat at the table, her fingers tapping lightly on the surface, her mind racing as she analyzed the current situation.

Star Dream, Shadow Moon, external forces...

These seemingly scattered clues gradually came together under her keen mind, forming a huge network, and she was at the center of this network.

Suddenly, as if struck by a thought, she abruptly stood up, walked to the window, gazed into the distance, and murmured to herself, "A storm is brewing..."

The mysterious figure walked up behind her and gently put his arm around her waist: "Don't worry, I'll always be by your side."

Dai Yao turned around, looked at him, and smiled confidently: "What are you afraid of? I'm a woman with a cheat code! Anyone who dares to mess with me will regret it!"

Just then, a carrier pigeon fluttered in and landed on the windowsill.

Dai Yao removed the small bamboo tube tied to the carrier pigeon's leg, took out the note inside, unfolded it, and her expression instantly turned serious.

"What's wrong?" The mysterious figure noticed her unusual behavior and quickly asked.

Dai Yao handed him the note and said, slowly and deliberately, "The Demon Palace... is under lockdown."


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