Becoming the Demon Lord: Taming the Demon Queen Begins

The setting sun cast a slanting light, reflecting off the surface of the lemon tea.

As the goddess approached, many disciples were shocked to notice that the lemon tea in her hand had a dark purple hue. Besides the lemon slices, there were also several strange, unidentifiable objects floating in it.

In stark contrast to Goddess Sylvia's beauty, the appearance of the lemon tea was, to put it mildly, quite ugly.

But no one was really focused on how the tea looked. What caught everyone's attention was something far more surprising—

Goddess Sylvia was actually holding lemon tea!

The disciples had already been thrilled beyond belief just by the fact that the goddess was visiting. But now, the situation had completely surpassed their expectations.

"There's no way the goddess would just randomly carry lemon tea over here for no reason. Which means…"

Goddess Sylvia was going to give someone the lemon tea!

In an instant, it was as if a tidal wave of shock swept through everyone's hearts.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed it.

After all, it wasn't just about Goddess Sylvia. Even if a senior sister had brought lemon tea here, it would have caused an uproar.

But for Goddess Sylvia to personally carry lemon tea to this place? That was news big enough to shake the entire Sky Sanctuary!

"No way… this can't be happening!"

Even though they were witnessing it firsthand, the male disciples couldn't believe what they were seeing.

After all, the goddess's cold and aloof nature was well-known to everyone.

Not only had she personally penned The Uselessness of Spiritual Partners, but there was also the story of a Holy Emperor-level practitioner who had once spoken disrespectfully to her, attempting to pursue her. In the end, Goddess Sylvia had killed him with a single sword strike, without hesitation.

Despite being ranked second on the Enchanting Goddess Rankings, with her beauty renowned across the land, no practitioner had ever dared to show her any disrespect.

Even these disciples didn't dare to lift their heads and look directly at her on a normal day.

But now, this same proud and distant Goddess Sylvia was… carrying lemon tea?

How could this be possible?

What was even more shocking was that, whether it was due to the fiery red sunset or some ripple in the goddess's heart, her usually cold and flawless face seemed to have a faint blush. Many of the disciples found themselves staring, frozen in place, for a long moment.

It took them quite a while to snap out of it.

"So… who is the goddess giving the lemon tea to?"

Even as Sylvia slowly approached, not a single person dared to step forward.

They just exchanged bewildered glances, their faces filled with disbelief.

"Could it be Elder Turner?"

Looking toward the back, where Elder Turner, with his white hair, was standing alongside Timothy, many of the disciples had the same thought.

After all, they couldn't imagine the goddess giving the lemon tea to one of the disciples.

Given how fair and impartial the goddess had always been, it was unthinkable that she would show favoritism to any one disciple.

So, the most likely recipient had to be Elder Turner.

But as they looked at the old, hunched figure of Elder Turner, something about it didn't quite seem right.

"Then… could it be…"

"Of course, it's me!"

Suddenly, from within the crowd, Felix puffed out his chest with a smug grin.
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His posture was full of confidence.

"Uh… Senior Brother Felix, what makes you say that?"

For a moment, the surrounding disciples fell into an awkward silence.

Hearing the question, Felix became even more smug. "Hmph, do you even need to ask?

Sure, there are a lot of disciples here, but right now, I'm clearly the most talented and powerful.

Not only did I master the training method Timothy taught us, but I also advanced from the early stage of the Mystic Core to the mid-stage.

That's a whole level of improvement! It just shows how terrifying my talent is!

I bet the goddess came here because she sensed my rapid progress and wants to reward me, the future genius of Sky Sanctuary. Hahaha!"

The other disciples: "…"

"Hey? Why don't you believe me?

I know it sounds a bit far-fetched, but come on, I really think I've got the best shot here!"

Noticing the mocking smirks on the faces of the male disciples around him, Felix started to feel a bit foolish.

But just as he was desperately trying to defend himself, Sylvia walked right past him.

Her clear autumn eyes swept over the disciples, devoid of any emotion.

A faint, cool fragrance lingered in the air as Sylvia passed by the crowd without so much as a pause.

It was obvious that none of the people present were worthy of the goddess's attention.

Her flawless figure continued to move deeper into the sanctuary.

Felix, who had been boasting just moments ago, was now frozen in place, completely dumbfounded.

He wished the ground would open up and swallow him whole.

It was painfully clear that Goddess Sylvia hadn't even noticed him.

Even as she walked by, she didn't spare him a single glance.

All eyes turned to Felix. Ever since he had been forced by his g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-g-grandfather to call Timothy "grandfather," Felix had worked tirelessly to restore some shred of his dignity.

But who could've predicted that just as he was starting to regain a bit of respect, his pride would be trampled into the dirt once again?

The looks from the other male disciples were like daggers, cutting into him. Though no one said a word, their smirking expressions were far more devastating than any weapon.

'Oh heavens, how could you be so unfair? I really thought the goddess was walking in my direction!' Felix wailed internally, his heart filled with sorrow.

But then, his despairing gaze suddenly froze.

'Wait a minute… if the goddess wasn't coming for me, then who is she heading toward?'

It wasn't just Felix. In an instant, all the disciples' eyes were drawn to the goddess, who had silently walked past the crowd, her cold figure moving with purpose.

Soon, they all saw it clearly—Goddess Sylvia had passed through the crowd and was heading toward the higher platform.

And up there, the only two people present were the ones who had been leading the disciples' training earlier—Elder Turner and Timothy.

"Haha, training the disciples is my duty. Goddess, you really didn't need to go to such lengths. I will forever remember your kindness," Elder Turner said, feeling both honored and overwhelmed as Sylvia approached.

Having served as the High Priest of Sky Sanctuary for so many years, he had never imagined this day would come.

At this moment, Elder Turner felt that all his years of hard work had finally paid off!

"Goddess, well, if you insist, I'll…"

But before Elder Turner could finish his sentence, he froze in place, dumbstruck.

Because just as Sylvia was about to reach him, she didn't stop. Instead, she turned and, without hesitation, walked straight toward Timothy, carrying the lemon tea!