Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

Many sects organized their disciples to slowly withdraw from the Grim Expanse's secret realm. Following the instructions of Holy Maiden Aeliana, Zephyra led the Sky Sanctuary to swiftly take control of the entire Undead Sanctuary.

Whether it was out of fear of the Sky Sanctuary or Holy Maiden Aeliana herself, the Undead Sanctuary, with its millennia of heritage, showed no resistance and fully submitted.

This shocking turn of events astounded the many sects who witnessed it firsthand.

Timothy had just left the forbidden area when he saw a few disciples kneeling at the entrance, crying their hearts out.

"Sect Leader, Sect Leader, wake up, please!"

"Sect Leader, please take this spiritual medicine, it might help with your injuries."

Timothy wasn't initially interested, but from a distance, he felt a strange familiarity with the old man lying defeated on the ground.

Driven by curiosity, he approached and asked the disciple who was crying the hardest, "What happened to this old Sect Leader?"

"Brother Timothy!"

Upon seeing Timothy, the disciple's face lit up with joy, but soon, his sorrow deepened. "Brother Timothy, the man lying there is our Sect Leader Faelan, a man of great virtue and respect in our sect.

Sect Leader Faelan may not be a fighter, but he can see into everyone's relationships, earning him great admiration from many sects.

But today, he entered the forbidden area alone and was mysteriously attacked.

He's bruised all over, and all his magical treasures have been stolen.

I fear someone attacked him just to steal his treasures!"

"What?"

Timothy was never one to wear his heart on his sleeve.

But even he couldn't help feeling outraged upon hearing this.

"Is this something a normal human would do?"

Timothy cursed loudly, furious, "To beat up such a kind old man just for some treasures, I can't imagine what kind of beast would do such a thing.

Such people are worse than animals!

Shameless, how can there be such shameless people in this world!"

"You're right, Brother Timothy!"

"Brother Timothy, I didn't expect you to be so righteous. When we get back, I must paint your portrait and frame it!"

Seeing Timothy's righteous indignation, the disciples around Faelan were deeply moved and inspired by his sense of justice.

"No worries, I, Timothy, am just that kind of upright person."

Timothy waved his hand, seemingly indifferent to the praise around him, and knelt down, saying, "Your Sect Leader has indeed suffered some serious injuries, but I happen to have some excellent healing methods here that might help revive him."

"Brother Timothy, you truly are the kindest person in the world!"

In an instant, the disciples around Faelan were moved to tears.

Meeting for the first time, yet facing a complete stranger, Timothy was extending such a helping hand.

Who else in the world could be as kind as Timothy?

Everyone made way, moved to tears.

Timothy walked up to Faelan.

Just then, the unconscious Faelan suddenly coughed twice and began to breathe heavily.

"It hurts, it hurts so much," Faelan murmured weakly.

"Sect Leader Faelan is awake! He's really awake!"

In an instant, the disciples around Faelan exclaimed in unison.

They had fed Faelan many healing medicines and tried all sorts of methods.

Unexpectedly, Faelan woke up at this moment!

"Sect Leader, are you feeling better? Do you need more pain-relieving medicine?"

Immediately, a disciple stepped forward to gently help Faelan sit up.

"Uh, give me two painkillers."

After taking the medicine, the weak and pained Faelan finally managed to slowly open his eyes.

"To think someone would hit me so hard, that kid! If he dared to do this, then he can't blame me for..."

Faelan's voice was weak and trembling with venom, but he stopped mid-sentence as his cloudy eyes suddenly recognized a familiar figure standing before him.

The blurry figure gradually became clearer in his vision, and when he finally saw who it was, Faelan's mouth dropped open in shock.

Standing before him was none other than Timothy—the very person who had beaten him up in the forbidden area and stolen all his magical treasures and medicines!

In an instant, the fear of being chased and beaten by Timothy swept over Faelan again.

His already fragile heart seemed to crack.

After all these years, when had Faelan ever been humiliated or beaten like this?

"You, you!"

Faelan pointed at Timothy, completely overwhelmed by fear.

A chill ran through him, his heart shattered, and he couldn't catch his breath. Pointing at Timothy, his eyes rolled back.

He fainted right there and then.

"Sect Leader!"

"Sect Leader, what's wrong with you!"

Faelan's disciples were horrified and rushed to his side.

But Faelan had already passed out, foaming at the mouth.

"Sect Leader, Sect Leader, how could you faint again!"

All the disciples were crying out loud.

Only Timothy suddenly realized a very serious problem.

"Holy crap, how come this Sect Leader Faelan looks exactly like the old man I beat up and robbed of medicines in the secret realm?"

So, the person who beat him up was none other than himself!

"Condolences, condolences, you don't need to worry, Sect Leader Faelan just suffered some minor injuries, he should be fine soon."

Timothy coughed awkwardly and quietly slipped away from the crowd.

Off to the side, he suddenly noticed several nervous glances.

These glances came from Abbot Fenvin and the leaders of Goldspire Peak and Sword Peak Sect.

"What's up, any problem?" Timothy's gaze swept over the three.

"Nothing, nothing, we're all friends of Faelan, just wanted to say...

Well done, Timothy!

Hahaha, Timothy, don't mind it.

Although it seems like Faelan got some bruises, at his age, a beating is just like a massage, no problem at all!"

Instantly, the three burst into laughter together.

"Haha, it seems the three Sect Leaders have quite an eye for things," Timothy joined in the laughter, equally embarrassed.

"Hahaha, to meet such a promising person like you here, I'm thrice fortunate!"

"Hahaha, and to meet a few Sect Leaders who know the score, I feel the same."

For a moment, four hysterical laughs echoed near the forbidden area, startling all the disciples around.

If they didn't all recognize Timothy and these sect leaders, they might have thought a demonic cultivator had infiltrated their ranks.

But as the laughter died down, Timothy's gaze suddenly shifted, his lips curling into a sly smile: "However, since all three Sect Leaders are acquainted with Faelan, I presume you must all have some of Faelan's most treasured items, like the Energizing Herb, right?"

"Timothy, what are you implying?"

"What do you think?" Timothy cracked his knuckles and took a step forward.