Indestructible God King - Chapter 191.2 I Didn't Agree To This (2/2)

Wang Ke was also at a loss. What does this mean? Who are you? You just untied me and ask me to get out?

“Why? Why did you come to set Wang Ke free? Does the Parlor Lord know about this? Do you want to die?” Tong An’an cursed indignantly.

And that demon shot Tong An’an a stare, “The Parlor Lord is the one who sent me to get Wang Ke!”

Tong An’an: “……….!”

Se Yutian ask you to come and invite Wang Ke? Why?

“Uhh, this… Why did Se Yutian ask you to come and get me?” Wang Ke asked, puzzled.

“The Parlor Lords set up a ritual at the Crystal Palace’s parade square for the Sacred Child to become the new Sect Lord. When the Sacred Child heard that you are here, he demanded to see you! The Parlor Lord promised the Sacred Child. That’s why I’m here. Wang Ke, just follow!” That demon answered.

“Sacred Child?” Wang Ke nodded in a daze.

And so, Wang Ke walked out of the Ten-thousand Blood Pool’s valley under the angry watch of Tong An’an.

And inside the valley, other than those who were guarding them, only Tong An’an and She Qingqing were left.

“Damn it. I’m not going to become your disciple. This is not counted!” Tong An’an muttered in his heart.

……

And so, Wang Ke was brought to the Crystal Palace’s parade square.

Hundreds of demons gathered, looking at Se Yutian respectfully.

There were five thrones on the parade square.

And the one right in the north was the biggest of them all. On it sat the Sacred Child, who was looking all around.

Two thrones stood on each side; Se Yutian, Zi Bufan, and Zhu Hongyi sat in them. One of them was empty.

Everyone was in silence as though they were waiting for someone to come. And the atmosphere was extremely serious.

Then Wang Ke arrived, and everyone looked at him suddenly. Their looks made Wang Ke nervous.

“Uhh, this place is so quiet, and all of you are looking at me? Don’t tell me you are waiting for me? Am I that important for the Sacred Child to succeed the throne?” Wang Ke said with a strange look.

“Keke, Wang Ke, you are really shameless. We three, the Parlor Lords, sit here quietly just to wait for you to come? Who gave you the confidence?” Zi Bufan chuckled in contempt.

Se Yutian was also looking at Wang Ke coldly.

And Zhu Hongyi said, “We are not waiting for you! But the First Parlor Lord!”

“Ohh, I knew it! I was feeling so much pressure just now. It’s so much better now!” Wang Ke nodded.

And the Sacred Child cut in anxiously, “Wang Ke, I’m looking for you. Se Yutian they all dragged me out the moment I woke up, asking me to succeed the throne and become the new Sect Lord! I heard them mention you, so I know you are here! Why didn’t you come and find me?”

“I! I was captured; I can’t go and find you!” Wang Ke replied with a helpless smile.

“Come, come!” The Sacred Child urged.

He had the mind of only a six-year-old child; he could not have read the complex situation he was in.

“Everyone, the Sacred Child is calling for me. Can you let me go?” Wang Ke looked at the demons who were keeping him restrained.

And the demons remained silent with a frustrated look.

“Why are you holding Wang Ke back? Let him go!” The Sacred Child jumped in his throne impatiently.

It looked as though the Sacred Child was going to get off the throne and deal with the demons personally.

And the demons were surprised and turned their eyes to Se Yutian.

“Let him go!” Se Yutian ordered.

“Understood!” The demons let go of Wang Ke immediately and went off.

Se Yutian then turned to look at the Sacred Child and said with a grim look, “Sacred Child, the Demon Sovereign is dead! Today, the four Parlor Lords gather to nominate you as the new Sect Lord. Please cooperate with us!”

“Sure, sure! I will cooperate. Why not? This is so fun! You guys should have played this game a long time ago!” The Sacred Child joyfully cooperated with them.

And Se Yutian nodded, “The seats on this parade square are arranged based on ranking. You are in-principle Sect Lord. That’s why you are sitting tentatively on the Sect Lord’s throne! And the four Parlor Lords are secondary to yours! As for the other Branch Lords and disciples, they can only stand! I hope……!”

Se Yutian was explaining, but the Sacred Child was not listening at all. The latter ran toward Wang Ke and tugged at him happily.

“Wang Ke, come!” The Sacred Child urged happily, “They want to play a game with me today. Come, sit down. Let’s watch it together. Se Yutian told me that it would be fun!”

The Sacred Child is just a spoiled child. He had not the patience to let Se Yutian finish his words. When he saw Wang Ke, he was overjoyed and quickly dragged Wang Ke to sit on the throne.

The demonic sect disciples dared not say a thing, but the three Parlor Lord’s faces looked annoyed.

And that’s because the Sacred Child dragged Wang Ke to the empty throne and was going to push him into the seat.

“That… That’s the First Parlor Lord’s seat. He can’t sit there!” Se Yutian objected with a stare.

Damn, the Sacred Child has no idea; but don’t you know what that means? How dare you sit on the First Parlor Lord’s throne? You must be sick of living!

“I don’t want to sit there!” Wang Ke said in frustration.

I’m just being dragged along by the Sacred Child. I’m not to be blamed.

“Se Yutian, the First Parlor Lord is not even here. Why can’t Wang Ke sit here?” The Sacred Child felt disturbed and retorted.

He was just a spoiled and immature child; he could not see the violent undercurrents of the situation. He only felt that Se Yutian was being unreasonable. Back when the Demon Sovereign, Se Yutian had never rejected him like this before.

“The demonic sect has its rules. Each has their own thrones to sit! This is the First Parlor Lord’s throne! No one is allowed to sit on it without his approval!” Se Yutian declared.

“So the approval of the throne’s owner is needed, right?” The Sacred Child asked.

“That’s right. Everyone has their place. One’s seat can only be sat by others with his or her permission!” Se Yutian stated again.

“Fine, don’t sit there then. Humph, petty! Wang Ke, let’s not care about him. Let’s go to my seat. That throne is bigger, too big for me anyway!” The Sacred Child pulled Wang Ke toward the big throne in the north.

Se Yutian, Zhu Hongyi, and Zi Bufan’s eyes widened in shock.

Damn, the Sacred Child’s throne belonged to the late Demon Sovereign. That’s the seat for the Sect Lord. And now you are pushing Wang Ke into the Sect Lord’s throne that’s ranked above us. How do you think we would feel?

“Sacred Child, I think it’s okay. I’m okay to just stand!” Wang Ke suggested with a helpless smile.

“If I ask you to sit, just sit. Don’t talk so much. Sit!” The Sacred Child pushed forcefully.

And Wang Ke was sent stumbling forward right into the throne.

“Piak!”

When Wang Ke sat on the Sect Lord’s throne, all the demons shot him death stares. How dare you sit on the Sect Lord’s throne!?

Frustration was written all over the Parlor Lords’ faces.

Then the Sacred Child sat beside Wang Ke, grinning ear to ear.

And so, Wang Ke sat on the Sect Lord’s throne as a prisoner, looking down at everyone.

“This is not my fault. I didn’t agree to this. I didn’t sit down on my own; I was forced!” Wang Ke said awkwardly.

And everyone’s face turned black.