The things Linte Isaac had done must have been effective; the only trouble lay in how to avoid the backlash from the feudal conservative forces.

This place is not Earth after all.

The role of gods here is not only to serve as an anchor to people's chaotic Spirit but also as a tool to empower their faith and, importantly, as a wall to prevent foreign gods from invading when opportunity arises.

No matter what strategy he employed, he must not lose touch with reality.

Otherwise, it would become nothing but a castle in the air.

After musing for a long time, Luo Yan closed the book in his hand, stood up, and returned it to the shelf.

As he looked at the vast expanse of books that resembled a sea, for a moment he entertained the thought of staying a little longer, but he eventually gave up the idea with a smile and headed back the way he came, to the portal.

Not long after Luo Yan left, a gentle and handsome face appeared behind bookshelf number 42, without anyone knowing when or how he had arrived.

It was impossible to discern his race simply from his appearance, but anyone could feel the extraordinary aura and chilling presence he exuded.

Had the gossip-loving Principal Avin been there, he would certainly have recognized him—

This man was none other than Festin Padric, the son-in-law who had married into the Padric family!

He was a Grandmaster-level Shadow Demon, only a step away from reaching Demigod-level and from the cabinet under Demon God's command.

Of course, considering how long he had been stuck at this step, it was suspected that his strength had reached the bottleneck of the soul level, and without an adventure that could please the Demon God, his prospects in this lifetime were likely capped.

But strength was only one aspect.

Even if the Padric Family Head only possessed Grandmaster-level power, it didn't hinder their status as one of Demon City's first-tier families.

After all, the true strength of the Padric family has never been only its son-in-law but also another person obsessed with character development, along with the many elders watching over the younger generation and a complex web of internal relations.

After so many years of a loving marriage, Festin had inevitably picked up some of his better half's traits.

For example, he had a keen interest in observing from the shadows and character development.

From the act of his "cute and foolish darling daughter, who despite the lies, secretly took keys from him to help this lad," it seemed this young man was the one she constantly talked about and couldn't forget.

Long before Luo Yan had set foot in this library, Festin had ordered his servants to gather information about him.

Now that he had seen him with his own eyes, the young man indeed possessed qualities reminiscent of his own younger days.

Watching the empty entrance of the library, Festin's lips curled into a playful smile as he spoke softly to himself.

"A suspected illegitimate son of the Colin family, who through his own efforts became the Demon King and, as a human, rose from bronze to silver in less than two months... Tsk tsk, intriguing."

What surprised him most was that the young man had actually resisted the temptation of knowledge and did not linger in the library.

After all, this was the Padric family's library.

He wasn't boasting, but even the current Family Head of the Colin family—a Demigod-level Vampire standing here—might not be able to resist the urge to explore further.

An indecisive next Family Head versus an ambitious illegitimate son… and furthermore, an older eldest son.

It seemed the next family head succession and heir appointment of the Colin family would provide some entertainment.

He was more curious about this than his daughter's romantic interests.

...

After leaving the Padric library located in the Soul Realm,

Luo Yan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, opened his eyes, awakening from his meditation.

The key he held in his hand had turned to dust and disappeared, just like the letter before, leaving not the slightest trace of attachment.

Brushing the dust off his pants, Luo Yan stood up. Youyou, floating beside him, flew around him once, and chuckled hee hee, saying,

"It seems that reverse psychology is quite effective after all."

Previously, when he was in the Soul Realm, it had not followed him in, but had waited in the Sea of Consciousness.

Luo Yan: "Reverse psychology?"

With a mischievous smile, Youyou said,

"Didn't you ask her to seek Professor Lillith's help? Truly worthy of being Lord Demon King, your craftiness makes Youyou bow in admiration!"

Luo Yan thought for a while—indeed, something of that sort had happened—but how it had become related to reverse psychology was beyond him.

However, that was not the point.

The key issue was that the forces of Chaos were awakening.

Being regarded as a "thorn in the side" by both Saint Sis and Novel, he didn't know whether to feel helpless or pleased with such an honor.

...

Back in the Magic Workshop, Luo Yan took out some paper and, after careful consideration, decided not to beat around the bush and wrote everything exactly as it was.

"...The matters concerning the Madman have concluded; you needn't worry about me, I'm fine here."

"Additionally, I have now reclaimed the first four floors of the labyrinth and wrested the territory lost by Reggie Dragon back from the adventurers' hands."

"As for the corruption on the surface, it is spreading, but currently, the facilities on the fourth floor of the labyrinth have been damaged and urgently need repairs."

"To solve the technical issues, I would like to request a trip back to Demon City for expert advice, please allow the organization to approve."

The Demon King should not leave his territory on a whim, especially not to return to Demon City without permission.

Although the portal had been repaired, he still needed approval from the Demon King Management Department to go back.

It was like filing for a leave of absence.

He had heard that the paperwork was quite troublesome, but Luo Yan believed that Mia wouldn't make things difficult over such a small matter.

After all, despite her biting words, she was generally quite caring to her old schoolmate.

Worst comes to worst, he would sweet-talk a bit more.

If one letter didn't work, he'd write two.

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