My Demon Queen

Chapter 307 Final 5

Bai Feiyu sat there quietly, his eyes slightly lowered, repeating those words over and over in his mind.

The scroll of memory slowly unfolds like the tide, and scenes of memories emerge clearly.

"Interesting, your appearance is really unexpected! Mo An..."

Confucius looked at Bai Feiyu who was lost in thought and frowned slightly, as if he guessed that he was thinking about something important.

Confucius coughed lightly and asked, "Saint Lord Bai, have you thought of anything?"

When Dao Wuchen heard Confucius' question, he also turned his gaze to Bai Feiyu.

Bai Feiyu came back to his senses after hearing Confucius' voice. He slowly raised his head and looked at the two seniors in front of him.

Bai Feiyu's eyes were as calm as water and he shook his head gently.

In Bai Feiyu's mind, the scene of Mo An's strange appearance at the place where the Phoenix clan was exterminated kept emerging.

Later, Mo An actually dared to look directly at his questioning and argued with him when he tried to pin the charges on him.

Coupled with the powerful strength that Mo An has now demonstrated, all of this makes Bai Feiyu 80% sure that Mo An is the disaster star.

However, everything is just speculation right now.

Someone must take responsibility for the Phoenix Clan's demise, but it will be fine as long as Mo Ruxue is not involved.

Therefore, the speculation that Mo An is the disaster star cannot be revealed yet.

Bai Feiyu quickly made up his mind. He raised his chin slightly and asked, "I wonder what the two seniors are planning."

Confucius's old eyes took a deep look at Bai Feiyu, and then he said slowly: "Abbot Huihai of the Western Paradise also sensed the arrival of the disaster star, and this time he came to capture the disaster star and bring it to the Western Paradise for purification. So, for this world, it seems that we have to join forces again."

Dao Wuchen stroked his beard, his eyes seemingly casually sweeping over Confucius, and then he retracted them calmly.

He muttered to himself, "Old man, you know who is behind the disaster star, and you have teamed up with him. If you provoke that person, how can you resist him?"

Dao Wuchen’s idea is very simple: to rule by doing nothing.

After a brief confrontation with Mo Qingcheng in the woods, Dao Wuchen understood the importance of Ye An in Mo Qingcheng's heart.

Although he did not fight with Mo Qingcheng at that time, after feeling the power of the disaster star in the wonderland of creation and in the forest, Dao Wuchen vaguely didn't want to care about it anymore.

This time, I never expected that the Western Paradise would get involved.

Therefore, this time, the three-party meeting between himself, Confucius and Bai Feiyu was just to know the decision of Bai Feiyu and Confucius, besides himself.

But now it seems that Confucius wants to continue to be in charge.

Now, Dao Wuchen fixed his eyes firmly on Bai Feiyu. His eyes seemed to be asking questions, as if he was waiting for Bai Feiyu's answer.

"Then, what does Senior Wuchen think?" Bai Feiyu tilted his head slightly, looking closely at Dao Wuchen, with a hint of inquiry in his tone.

Dao Wuchen stroked his beard slowly, a subtle hint of meaning flashed in his eyes, and he said slowly: "I don't have any ideas, I just want to know whether the current Heroes Conference can still be held."

His voice was neither hurried nor slow, as if he didn't particularly care about the matter, but it seemed that he had other considerations hidden in it.

When Confucius heard Dao Wuchen's ambiguous answer, his old eyes flickered slightly, like a ripple in a deep lake.

However, there was no expression on his face, and he still looked calm, making it difficult to guess his true thoughts.

Bai Feiyu also heard Dao Wuchen's ambiguous answer. He frowned slightly, and a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes.

He lowered his head and fell into deep thought, as if weighing the pros and cons.

Dao Wuchen was not in a hurry either. He stroked his beard leisurely and then picked up the teacup.

He blew gently on the hot steam in the teacup, and the hot steam rose up, blurring his old face.

Then he slowly took a sip of tea and closed his eyes, as if savoring the taste of the tea.

Confucius also picked up the teacup at the right time, his movements steady and calm.

He took a sip of tea and waited quietly for Bai Feiyu's answer.

The whole scene was filled with a tense atmosphere, as if time had frozen at this moment.

"In this case, we are currently unable to confirm whether the calamity star will appear at the Heroes Conference. Furthermore, the demise of the Phoenix Clan is indeed too strange, and there are many doubts. In order to ensure that the Heroes Conference can proceed smoothly, I suggest that we combine the remaining competitions into one."

Bai Feiyu stopped thinking, narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were firm, picked up the teacup, took a sip of the fragrant tea, and spoke slowly.

When Kong Fuzi and Dao Wuchen heard this, they were both slightly stunned and looked at Bai Feiyu with confusion.

Confucius's old face was furrowed with deep doubts in his eyes.

Dao Wuchen also narrowed his eyes slightly, and his hand that was stroking his beard stopped in mid-air, and he fell into deep thought.

Bai Feiyu saw the two people's puzzled eyes, smiled calmly, and explained calmly: "What I mean is to combine the remaining quarterfinals, semifinals and finals into one competition. Change the original one-on-one competition mode to a group melee. After all, the path of cultivation is to go against the will of heaven, and only by breaking the rules can there be new breakthroughs. Moreover, we must find the murderer of the Phoenix Clan's demise as soon as possible. The disaster star also needs to be dealt with urgently. The longer the time is delayed, the more time the murderer and the disaster star will have to prepare. Changing the rules now can not only allow our younger generations to get better training, but also catch them off guard. In this way, isn't it killing three birds with one stone?"

Bai Feiyu finished speaking, still with a faint smile on his face.

He picked up the teacup again, took a sip of tea, looked at the two seniors in front of him calmly, and waited patiently for their response.

"You really are a terrible person!"

Dao Wuchen came back to his senses, his eyes full of admiration. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly and looked at Bai Feiyu and praised him softly.

In Dao Wuchen's opinion, he originally wanted to find out Bai Feiyu's opinion on capturing the disaster star, but he never expected that Bai Feiyu gave another unique idea.

Confucius stared at Bai Feiyu with his old eyes, as if he could see through him. After staring for a long time, he nodded slightly and uttered a few words slowly: "You are very good."

Obviously, Bai Feiyu's answer was beyond his expectations, but also reasonable.

Being able to become the ruler of a holy land at such a young age, it seems that strength is only one of the reasons.

"Thank you both seniors for your praise. I am very grateful. So what are your opinions on this?" Bai Feiyu bowed his hands and clasped his fists, saying humbly and politely.

Confucius, Dao Wuchen responded succinctly: "Yes!"