Chapter 680: Chapter 22: Demon Realm... and Cyan Star Pupil (Part 2)

Gu Mo explained the basic theory, and then, as if he suddenly thought of something, looked thoughtfully at the silver-haired girl: "Why don’t we just record this system directly in the Demon Realm? We can also take the opportunity to properly explain the origin of the name Demon Realm..."

Compared to the World of Demons’ Origin or the World of Devils’ Origin, which can be easily misunderstood.

Defining it as the World of Magic’s Origin seems like a better choice.

Especially after Gu Mo’s observations over the years, it seems that there’s no such splendid magic in the West, so it could be just the right opportunity to establish the system of magic through this operation... hmm, does this mean I’m experiencing the treatment of King Solomon?

After all, one of Solomon’s achievements was to establish the art of manipulating phenomena with nothing but human hands.

That is, magic.

Precisely because he pioneered magic, he is the King of Magic.

While Gu Mo was lost in his odd thoughts, Shinki glared at him: "Is the name Demon Realm really that bad?!"

This has been said so many times already!

Why does he seem to always dislike the Demon Realm!!

"It’s not about being ugly, but it does indeed make people prone to misconceptions..." Seeing the silver-haired girl seemed genuinely angry, worried she might headbutt him right away, Gu Mo sighed and explained, "What I mean is we can work on the definition of ’what kind of Demon Realm it is’."

No one knows how the future will develop, but from his experience, names like Demon Realm or Demon World can easily attract hate, naturally becoming scapegoats for different dimensions. If something happens, any disaster in the Human World can be blamed on these different dimensions.

So we might as well take this opportunity, not only to achieve two goals at once but also to change the definition of the Demon Realm.

——Why is it called the "Demon Realm"?

——Because it’s "the World of Magic’s Origin," doesn’t that sound much better?

Although this is a precaution, why not do it?

"Shinki, you wouldn’t want adventurers to constantly visit outside the castle, shouting to defeat the Demon King, right? That would be really annoying..." Reaching out to pat the silver-haired girl’s head but reconsidering, Gu Mo patted her shoulder in a heartfelt tone.

"Demon King... what is that?" The silver-haired girl frowned slightly, feeling like she heard a new term again. "Why defeat the Demon King?"

She is currently the Demon Realm God, and the people of the Demon Realm all reverently address her as such, sometimes simplified to "Demon God," but she’s never heard of any "Demon King."

"Um, that’s not important... What’s important is the situation I just mentioned."

Gu Mo tugged at the corners of his mouth and tried to reorganize his words: "Think about it, just like the current Demon Realm, where things are pretty good as they are, yet people inexplicably come attacking all the time, constantly showing up with weird ideas to defeat us..."

Having Miss Shinki imagine such a scenario, and seeing the girl suddenly look angry, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Gu Mo spread his hands: "As long as you understand, that’s all it is. So, even if it’s called such a name, we should at least let people who know of the Demon Realm’s existence understand that it’s actually a world of magic..."

"Mm-hmm, let’s go with what you said..."

The silver-haired girl nodded repeatedly, seriously bowing her head in thought. Just now, they said those people wanted to defeat the Demon King, but in another way, it meant they wanted to defeat the two of them... Since one is the Demon God, naturally the Demon King could only be the other, right?

It seems to work perfectly—

The Demon Realm’s people have always been curious about the other creator, so in the future, she could explain it to them like this... With this thought, she made up her mind.

On the other side—

Feeling he finally succeeded in convincing the somewhat stubborn Miss Shinki about the name of the Demon Realm, Gu Mo also let out a long breath.

He couldn’t help but feel a sense of accomplishment, unaware of what would happen next.

......

...

The Cold Crow did indeed sail for over four days.

A mountain appeared on the horizon ahead.

That was the steep and towering Spiritual Peak, although no longer as magnificent as it once was, it still overshadowed the surrounding mountains, displaying a camel dying of starvation but still taller than a horse... The spiritual qi on it was very dense and clear, yet mixed with a sky-piercing demon qi.

However, the overall demon qi was quite pure and did not pollute the clarity of the Spiritual Peak, without the oppressive sense of chaotic evil...

Standing at the bow of the deck, Gu Mo gazed at the scene at the horizon’s end, nodding continuously; indeed it seemed like a very large market, wondering what rare items he might be able to exchange for. Besides always discussing the Master Maid Project with Miss Shinki these days, he was also preparing his Curiosity Shop.

"It seems we’ve arrived. After flying a bit further, the Tengu should come over soon..."

A familiar light laugh came from behind, and without needing to turn around, Gu Mo knew it was Yakumo Zi approaching.

These days, she came every day, usually leaving after a meal, occasionally helping a bit... Like lately, as the Cold Crow flew through the sky, it was more or less conspicuous, always attracting some reckless wild creatures.

Once, they encountered a strong and violent monster in the clouds, and because of its special abilities, the magic ship couldn’t easily deal with it; Gu Mo was preparing to act himself...

Coincidentally, the Monster Maiden arrived just then, casually waved her fan, opened a gap, and swallowed the monster, transporting it to another place—from the space connected to the other side of the gap, it seemed to be a vast field of sunflowers.

Gu Mo approximately understood why she and Miss Kazami always disliked each other and didn’t get along.

This was a vicious cycle.

"Are Tengu easy to get along with?" Gu Mo asked as he looked towards Demon Mountain, shrouded in mist ahead.

"It depends on the situation; as long as it doesn’t involve their rules, they’re relatively easy to talk to... It’s the ghosts that are trickier; they’re very fond of making friends, and sincerely treat their friends well, but ghosts are naturally incapable of lying, and cannot tolerate others hiding things."

With golden hair streaming in the sunlight, blown by the high-altitude winds, Yakumo Zi also reached the bow, using her folding fan to cover the lower half of her face, her tone somewhat subtle. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"Sounds nice." Gu Mo raised an eyebrow.

"It’s not that optimistic... They’re a bit stubborn; no matter how trivial a matter, even if it’s initially well-intentioned or a kind-hearted concealment, ghosts absolutely cannot tolerate it." The Monster Maiden pouted, which was the somewhat troubling aspect.

"Uh-huh, is that so..."

Gu Mo couldn’t help but ponder, subconsciously recalling a ghost.

Was it due to the world’s differences? Or because half of her bloodline was human, so she’s different in this regard? At least Ah Xiu didn’t seem to mind his little tricks, seeming to perceive his goodwill, so she wouldn’t mind his concealments.

"Do you find it troublesome..."

The youth beside her remained silent, and Yakumo Zi teasingly asked, glancing sideways at him.

"However, don’t worry too much, as long as... Hmm! What’s up with your eyes?!"

Like she discovered something surprising, she suddenly widened her eyes, her tone a bit shocked.

"What?" Gu Mo looked at her questioningly, then realized something, gently stretched out his hand, and employed the Round Light Technique, creating a circular mirror in the air in front of him. Studying the reflection carefully, he found that his pupils had changed at some point.

Bright blue and clear...

Like the Inner Sea of Stars reflected in his eyes...

He felt a sense of comprehension surge in his heart; it seemed that his melding of the Divine Essence of the Sea of Life had reached a certain depth.

But fortunately—

At least he hadn’t grown horns.