A Mysterious Dou Wang Descends Upon Wutan City

Beneath the azure sky, a figure streaked past. It was neither bird nor beast, but a person with illusory wings growing from his back.

He sped forward until a city came into view.

Finally, I'm here. I hope I'm not too late!

Landing atop a hill, he gazed at the city's name with a complicated expression and murmured:

"Wutan City..."

Before his voice had faded.

He spread his wings once more, releasing his powerful aura without the slightest attempt at concealment, drawing countless gazes from the road and the city walls.

"Dou Qi Wings! He's at least a Dou Wang!"

"What's going on? Why would a Dou Wang come to Wutan City?"

"Keep it down. For all we know, he could be a Dou Emperor."

Voices of discussion rose one after another, their faces filled with envy, curiosity, and excitement.

It had been at least a hundred years since a Dou Wang had last appeared in Wutan City!

Inside the city.

Several figures leaped onto the rooftops. Sensing the terrifying, oppressive fluctuations of Dou Qi, they stared gravely at the person slowly descending from the sky.

A breath later, they all rushed toward that location.

"Wutan City, Jia Lie Family, Jia Liebi, greets you, my lord!"

"Wutan City, Miter Auction House, Guni, greets you, my lord!"

"Wutan City, Xiao Family, Xiao Zhan, greets you, my lord!"

"Wutan City..."

Several powerful factions belonging to Wutan City had all sent representatives. With respectful attitudes, they bowed to the descending man.

"Mm."

The newcomer gave an indifferent reply, his gaze sweeping across the crowd and lingering for a moment when it passed Xiao Zhan.

Jia Liebi clasped his hands and spoke first. "May I ask how to address you, my lord? Have you come to Wutan City with any instructions? The Jia Lie Family stands ready to serve at your command."

The moment those words came out, the other families immediately shot him sideways glances, cursing the old fox in their hearts.

Then, in the next instant, they followed his example.

"King Cang!"

Hun Cang's voice was indifferent. As it fell into their ears, their hearts skipped a beat, and their gazes could not help but sweep over his excessively young face.

Dou Qi Wings, and he called himself King!

Clearly, this young man, who appeared to be barely over twenty, was a genuine Dou Wang.

Xiao Zhan could not help swallowing as he thought of his son, Xiao Yan, hailed as the most dazzling genius the Xiao Family had seen in a century.

Even without what happened later, he probably would not have reached the level of a Dou Wang at this age.

With that thought, Xiao Zhan found King Cang's talent even more terrifying.

More than that!

The power behind him was undoubtedly formidable as well.

Why would someone like this suddenly come to Wutan City?

Hun Cang said evenly, "There is no need for you to panic. I merely came here to find someone. If I find them, all the better. If not, I will leave on my own."

Find someone?

Xiao Zhan and the others were all stunned, puzzled expressions appearing on their faces. Yet as they looked at Hun Cang, not one of them dared speak.

"I'm a little thirsty."

Under their gazes, Hun Cang showed no intention of explaining and spoke casually.

"My lord, please come to the Miter Auction House to rest for a while," Guni swiftly invited.

"Alright."

Hun Cang nodded, signaling for him to lead the way.

Watching Guni lead Hun Cang toward the auction house, Jia Liebi slapped his thigh in regret.

Such a fine opportunity to establish ties with a Dou Wang, and he had actually missed it.

If he could gain the support of a Dou Wang, what place would there be for the other families in Wutan City?

Inside the auction house.

Hun Cang sat in the seat of honor. A maid immediately brought over tea, and he took a cup and raised it to his lips for a sip.

At that moment, he sensed a gaze. Looking back, he happened to see a gorgeous woman hiding behind a curtain.

The moment her eyes met Hun Cang's, it was as though she had been stung. She hurriedly let the curtain fall.

That should be Ya Fei... Hun Cang murmured inwardly. He set down his cup, a faint smile in his eyes as he looked toward the people seated in the hall, who barely dared breathe loudly.

Just as Xiao Zhan and the others were planning how they could help later, how to demonstrate their abilities, and how to work hard to build a relationship with Hun Cang, he turned over his ring-wearing left hand, and a stack of papers appeared in his palm.

With a light wave, the papers separated and fell one after another into the hands of everyone present.

Before they could read them, Hun Cang said flatly, "Post these everywhere as quickly as possible. Anyone who can answer the three questions written on them may come see me. Answer one, and you will be rewarded with Qi Gathering Powder. Answer two, and you will receive an Earth Tier Dou Technique. Answer all three, and you will receive an Earth Tier Cultivation Method!"

Hiss!

The instant he finished speaking, a chorus of sharp breaths rang out in the hall. Everyone's eyes widened as they stared at Hun Cang in disbelief, as if doubting whether they had misheard him.

Qi Gathering Powder was originally an extremely useful pill. It could help a cultivator condense a qi vortex and become a Dou Zhe, making it a precious medicine fought over by all the major families.

Yet when placed beside an Earth Tier Dou Technique and an Earth Tier Cultivation Method, it instantly became far less important.

Xiao Zhan came back to his senses and hurriedly opened the paper. His eyes swept over it, then he froze.

"When odd changes to even, what is the next line?"

"How do you understand the phrase 'Descendants of Yan and Huang'?"

"What is Earth like?"

What kind of questions were these?

Xiao Zhan raised his head and found the others wearing equally blank expressions.

Normally, shouldn't one provide a specific name or characteristic when looking for someone?

"Lord King Cang..."

Unable to restrain himself, Jia Liebi wanted to ask, but Hun Cang's raised hand interrupted him.

His calm gaze swept across the crowd. "Do not ask too many questions. Knowing too much about certain matters will not be good for you. Understand?"

Those faintly threatening words made everyone shrink their necks, and none dared say another word.

Xiao Zhan, Jia Liebi, and the others left reluctantly.

After all, this was the Miter Auction House. They still had matters to attend to, so it was certainly not suitable for them to remain here.

"My lord, do you need to rest now? The guest room has already been prepared. I can take you there."

Guni's face was piled with smiles, and his manner was exceedingly polite.

Having traveled continuously for several days, Hun Cang was indeed somewhat tired, so he nodded.

Along the way, he casually asked, "Has Wutan City had any interesting events recently? Or any particularly grand ceremonies?"

After pondering briefly, Guni replied, "My lord, if we're talking about recent events, then tomorrow... the Xiao Family will hold a strength assessment for its younger generation. The younger members will test their Dou Qi to examine the results of a year's cultivation.

Speaking of the Xiao Family, one has to mention Xiao Zhan's son, Xiao Yan. He became a Dou Zhe at eleven and became famous throughout Wutan City. Unfortunately, he has grown weaker with every passing year over the past three years.

I wonder whether his Dou Power can break through the fourth stage in tomorrow's assessment..."

"Oh? I understand."

Hearing that, delight flashed through Hun Cang's eyes. I finally made it in time!

Once they reached the guest room, Hun Cang used the excuse of needing rest to send away Guni, who still wanted to continue currying favor.

Lying on the bed, he stared at the ceiling and murmured in a voice only he could hear:

"I never imagined that one day, I would transmigrate into the Battle Through the Heavens World..."

Though Hun Cang appeared immensely glorious before everyone else, his life behind the scenes had actually not been easy.

To explain it all, one had to begin properly with his identity.