Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

"Wow, those muscles are impressive!"

"Wow, what a sturdy build!"

"Wow, that's huge!"

"Huh?"

Just as everyone was marveling at Timothy's mastery of supreme lightning magic through his Enlightenment Body, the final bolt of lightning struck, causing his clothes to slowly fall off due to the sheer power of the thunder.

Instantly, the female disciples around erupted into frenzied exclamations.

Their eyes were glued to Timothy's falling clothes.

"We're about to see it!" Layla exclaimed, her eyes almost sparkling with excitement, along with the other female disciples beside her.

But just then, she felt someone block her view.

"Hey, move it, I'm trying to see Timothy!" Completely focused on Timothy, she impatiently tugged at the figure in front of her.

"Move it, we're watching Timothy, we're about to see everything!" the other female disciples also said, a bit annoyed.

"Strange, such a perfect body, and so soft. Does Sky Sanctuary have bigger female disciples than me?" Suddenly, Layla realized something was off about the body blocking her, and she looked up, only to freeze.

Fear instantly filled her face.

The other female disciples turned pale with fright.

To their horror, they realized that it wasn't just anyone blocking their view—it was Goddess Sylvia!

Standing in front of Goddess Sylvia, ogling Timothy's body, and even asking the goddess to move aside—they must have a death wish!

Tears instantly sprang to Layla's eyes: "Oh, Supreme Goddess, I didn't mean to push you away on purpose. Next time I'll secretly watch Timothy bathe, I promise not to be so blatant!"

"Huh?"

Sensing the chill emanating from Sylvia, the overly frightened Layla blurted out, "No, no, I mean... next time I and the other sisters sneak a peek at Timothy bathing, we'll definitely invite you!"

"No, I..." Realizing she was only digging herself deeper, Layla covered her mouth with a mournful face, daring not to say another word.

But just as Timothy's clothes were about to turn completely to ash and fall, Sylvia no longer paid any attention to Layla and the others.

She stretched out her hand towards Timothy.

Instantly, an opaque glow enveloped Timothy, completely blocking everyone's view.

"What a sin, who did this!"

"That's too much, can't you act a bit more ladylike?"

"Damn, I almost saw everything!"

The female disciples lamented, looking angrily at the source of the light.

But instantly, they cowered.

Goddess Sylvia herself had intervened—who would dare say another word?

Especially the female disciples of Sky Sanctuary, they all avoided eye contact, fearing the goddess had noticed them ogling Timothy.

Watching Sylvia control the light and gently place Timothy back in his chamber, the gathered practitioners finally relaxed.

Especially the male practitioners, who all breathed a sigh of relief.

If they had actually seen, feelings of inferiority might have affected their spiritual hearts.

That was close...

Just then, Abbot Fenvin from the Radiant Monastery stepped forward from the crowd and bowed respectfully: "Greetings to Goddess Sylvia, congratulations on Sky Sanctuary having a disciple with an Enlightenment Body!

In no more than two hundred years, Sky Sanctuary will likely have another Holy Emperor.

On behalf of the entire Radiant Monastery, I wish to express our congratulations to the goddess and our allegiance to Sky Sanctuary."

This statement left everyone in shock.

Although many forces rushed to Sky Sanctuary to pledge their loyalty at this critical moment, they hadn't expected the monks of Radiant Monastery, who usually prayed and spoke of shunning fame and fortune, to be so eager to make the first move.

Seeing this, the other groups couldn't hesitate any longer, fearing they'd lose their advantage.

"I represent the entire Azure Radiance Palace in pledging allegiance to Goddess Sylvia and Sky Sanctuary."

"I, on behalf of all disciples of Cloud Pavilion Sect, pledge our loyalty to Sky Sanctuary."

"Shadowgate Sect wishes to reform and seeks only to serve under the shadow of Sky Sanctuary."

One after another, the sects made their declarations.

The disciples and elders of Sky Sanctuary couldn't help but feel secretly pleased. These sects were cunning and fickle as the wind.

Previously, they would never have pledged loyalty to any Holy Emperor, always flipping according to the prevailing winds. But now, with Timothy having slain Holy Emperor Thunderflame and revealed the terrifying power of his Enlightenment Body, these sects had finally made up their minds to submit unanimously!

"Well then, Sky Sanctuary accepts your allegiance," Sylvia said coolly, looking around as everyone bowed their heads in respect, not daring to show any disrespect.

The awe of Goddess Sylvia spread like frost, making it clear to all the terrifying extent of her power.

"Thank you for your grace, Goddess!"

"Thank you, Goddess!"

"Let's discuss other matters later. For now, I need to tend to Timothy's injuries," Sylvia suddenly declared, her tone still cold.

Everyone paused, surprised.

While they were relieved to be among the first sects to submit to Goddess Sylvia, they hadn't expected that the usually indifferent goddess would prioritize the well-being of a disciple over accepting the allegiance of major sects—a matter that could significantly influence the world's power dynamics.

"Maybe it's because Timothy has the Enlightenment Body?"

"Could be, but why do I feel something's off? It doesn't seem to be just about the disciple. Lately, the goddess doesn't seem as cold as before."

"Are you sure?"

"From what I've gathered, it indeed seems so."

"Could it be!"

"Impossible, absolutely not. You're just wildly speculating. After all, that's Goddess Sylvia!"

"Faelan, I heard your sect has an ancient secret technique passed down from the ancient Holy Emperors that can observe others' fates. Why not take a sneak peek at the goddess?"

"Better not, I really don't think it's possible..." Faelan quickly shook his head.

"What if? And if you don't use it, are you just going to let your ancestors' secret technique gather dust?"

"Uh, well...

Alright, I'll give it a try." After some thought, Faelan agreed.

Covering his eyes with the secret technique, he stealthily glanced at Sylvia.

Suddenly, Faelan's body stiffened, his expression filled with incredulous horror.

"What's wrong? What did you see?" Noticing his bizarre expression, everyone quickly asked.

"Goddess Sylvia is entwined with red threads of fate!" Faelan's voice trembled with barely concealed shock!