Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

"Phew, it's finally over."

As the first rays of dawn filtered into the Sky Sanctuary, Holy Maiden Aeliana and Azura let out a long sigh of relief, finally able to catch their breath.

Looking at the towering pile of Golden Silk Bamboo Scrolls beside them, both the Holy Maiden and the dragon had dark circles under their eyes, clearly exhausted.

They had been writing for an entire day and night, and it was obvious their bodies were worn out.

But more than the physical exhaustion, what weighed on them was the mental fatigue.

After all, spending the whole night pouring their energy into writing invitations was already draining enough.

And to top it off, they had to endure the constant barrage of sweet, lovey-dovey moments happening nearby.

Seriously, this life was just too much!

"Ughhh…"

Holy Maiden Aeliana, who had been used as free labor, looked pitiful and on the verge of tears.

"I can't believe we finished all of them in just one day."

At that moment, Sylvia glanced at the mountain of over a thousand Golden Silk Bamboo Scrolls and couldn't help but express her surprise.

She walked over to the exhausted pair, her gaze softening as she approached.

Gently patting Azura's little head, she also gave Aeliana's tired shoulders a comforting squeeze.

"You've both worked so hard. Thank you, Azura… and Aeliana."

"Aeliana?"

The moment Sylvia said her name, Aeliana froze for a good few seconds.

As the Holy Maiden of the Blooming Sanctuary, most people were used to addressing her as "Holy Maiden," rarely calling her by her actual name. It was almost unheard of for anyone to refer to her so casually as "Aeliana," which left her a bit stunned.

Even fewer people had ever spoken to her with such warmth.

She hadn't expected Sylvia to switch to using her name today.

"Aeliana… The last time you called me that, Sylvia, was… well, the last time."

A strand of golden hair fell softly by her ear, and Aeliana felt a warmth bloom in her chest.

It was as if all the exhaustion from the night had melted away, and she couldn't hide the small smile of joy that crept onto her face.

"Sylvia, oh my gosh, I'm so touched!"

Without warning, Aeliana threw herself forward, wrapping Sylvia in a tight hug.

Her golden hair, soft and flowing like a waterfall, brushed against Sylvia's chest as she nuzzled into her, overwhelmed with emotion.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and she couldn't help but sniffle.

"I'm so moved! Does this mean you finally see me as your closest confidante? If I'd known, I would've worked twice as hard last night! I wouldn't have slacked off or secretly watched you two being all lovey-dovey! And I definitely wouldn't have teased you about your chest being smaller than mine, ohhh…"

"Alright, alright, it's not like I didn't call you that before because I didn't like you."

Seeing Aeliana's pitiful expression, Sylvia couldn't help but chuckle.

Though she had always been a bit distant with everyone, it wasn't that bad, was it?

Who would've thought that the usually carefree Holy Maiden had her own unspoken worries?

After comforting the teary-eyed Aeliana for a while, Sylvia finally lifted her head and gazed at the rising sun.

"The Golden Silk Bamboo Scrolls are ready. It's time."

Her voice was soft, almost a whisper.

As the warm sunlight gradually bathed the peak of the Sky Sanctuary, a golden Sacred Bell materialized in the air.

"Dong~"

The deep, resonant chime echoed across the mountaintop.

It carried the fresh energy of the morning, yet was also imbued with the undeniable authority of the Holy Emperor.

The chime of the bell rippled outward like waves, causing the leaves and grass along its path to rustle and sway.

It was serene and melodious, yet carried an undeniable sense of divine authority!

"What… what is this?!"

Whether in the middle of meditation or deep in sleep, every disciple and elder opened their eyes at the same moment.

They rushed outside, staring in disbelief at the sky and their surroundings.

"The Goddess's Sacred Bell!"

They could sense clearly that there was no hostility in the bell's sound.

It was obvious that the Sacred Bell hadn't been summoned to face an enemy.

But as the Goddess's divine weapon, the Sacred Bell rarely appeared unless something of great importance was happening.

The appearance of the Sacred Bell could only mean one thing: something monumental was about to take place.

"Elder, why would the Goddess summon the Sacred Bell at this time? What's going on?"

"I don't know either, but today's bell sounds… different from usual."

Both the elders and disciples could hear a sense of solemnity and seriousness in the ethereal chime.

Even though they didn't know the reason, none of them dared to be careless. They quickly gathered at the mountain's peak, gazing up at the sky with reverence.

The sky was a deep, endless blue, with only a few white clouds drifting lazily, like flowers floating on a calm sea.

A gentle breeze blew through, carrying the lingering notes of the Sacred Bell's chime.

It was peaceful, yet it filled everyone with a sense of awe and respect.

Amidst the sound of the bell, Sylvia stepped through the void, walking gracefully across the sky.

Her pale blue gown flowed like petals unfurling, softly wrapping around her slender figure.

The hem of her dress fluttered in the wind, like butterflies dancing or a waterfall splashing into a pool.

Her cold, majestic presence was so overwhelming that even the Sacred Bell trembled slightly, as if bowing in submission.

Her face, flawless and breathtakingly beautiful, was so divine that no one dared to entertain any impure thoughts.

"What is the Goddess…"

No one dared to speak aloud, but both the disciples and elders of the Sky Sanctuary could sense something unusual.

The Goddess seemed… different today.

But no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't pinpoint exactly what had changed.

They only felt that the aura of majesty she exuded was stronger than ever before, more… solemn.

Her gaze swept over the mountain peak, taking in the vast earth below, shrouded in mist and clouds.

Under the watchful eyes of all, Sylvia finally parted her lips, her voice as clear and sweet as a bell, echoing in all directions:

"Three days from now, I will hold a wedding here at the Sky Sanctuary… with Timothy."

As she spoke the last few words, for the first time, a hint of nervousness crept into her usually calm and cold voice.

But even so, the determination in her tone was unmistakable.

Elder Turner: "Huh???"

The other elders: "What???"

The Twelve Saints of the Star Palace: "Oh???"

The disciples of the Sky Sanctuary: "Wait, what?!"

The sudden announcement left everyone completely stunned.

At that moment, Sylvia lightly tapped her foot in the air.

In a flash of light, countless scrolls flew out from the void.

These scrolls shimmered with a radiant golden light, fluttering like butterflies as they spread out in all directions.

Each one was imbued with a vibrant spiritual energy.

The Golden Silk Bamboo Scrolls, crafted from the sacred bamboo of Zhimou Mountain, carried the fresh scent of bamboo and the pure, holy glow of golden threads.
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Over a thousand of these golden scrolls, wrapped in light, flew toward the various sects across the land.

"Those are… the Golden Silk Bamboo Scrolls!"

The people of the Sky Sanctuary knew all too well how precious these scrolls were.

What was even more astonishing was that there were over a thousand of them.

It was only now that they realized the truth.

The Goddess's announcement of her wedding wasn't some spur-of-the-moment decision—it had been meticulously planned for a long time!