Hun Miesheng: Follow the Young Master and Eat Meat

"Hall Master, send people to Qingshan Town and find a woman named Xiao Yi Xian. Remember, invite her! Tell your people to be polite and bring her before me, understood?"

"Understood, Young Master."

"Also, have the Serpent-People Clan tribes in the Tagore Desert relocate together to a good place suitable for them to live—somewhere closer to Central State. Then send people to protect them as well..."

"Understood, Young Master..." As Hun Tianchen went on and on, Hun Miesheng's face beneath his hood became a mask of pain.

Because of his status, he simply did not dare ignore Hun Tianchen's words, nor did he dare disobey. He could only carry out his orders without daring to ask for a reason.

After all, in Hun Miesheng's eyes, Hun Tianchen was like an all-knowing seer. Nothing could escape those eyes of his. What seemed like pointless actions surely served some greater purpose, so he did not dare fail to carry them out.

"We've finally reached Black Seal City in the Black Corner Region." Hun Miesheng was nearly moved to tears in his heart. Just thinking about how a powerhouse capable of rivaling a Five-Star Dou Sheng had ended up suffering so miserably under Hun Tianchen...

He did not dare resist, either. That would be fatal.

With their strength, crossing the Black Domain Great Plains—the only route into the Black Corner Region—was effortless.

"The Black Corner Region is a rather chaotic place." Hun Tianchen's expression cooled slightly as he slowly said, "Also, the third Fragment Map of the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame may be in the hands of the Black Seal Auction House."

"What is the Black Seal Auction House? Never heard of it." Hun Miesheng froze for a moment, then was overjoyed.

The third Fragment Map of the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame!

Was this Young Master's goal as well?

At this rate, they would soon gather all the Fragment Maps.

"You're the Hall Master of the Hall of Souls in Central State. It'd be strange if you'd heard of some tiny faction from a backwater place like this." Hun Tianchen rolled his eyes at him.

Hun Miesheng nodded solemnly.

"All right, it seems Young Master is right."

Taking Qinglin's little hand, Hun Tianchen said leisurely:

"Unless I'm in a situation where death is certain, you don't need to make a move. Just make sure Qinglin is protected."

Hun Miesheng's head began to ache again. He had heard those words no fewer than four or five times already.

"As you command, Young Master."

Along the way, Qinglin had repeatedly heard Hun Tianchen tell Hun Miesheng to protect her, and warmth flowed through her heart. She was somewhat touched.

It seemed that in all these years, no one had ever treated her like this.

For the first time, she felt a trace of warmth from Hun Tianchen, a feeling that made him seem someone she could rely on.

"I've remained at the peak of the Nine-Star Dou Zong for a full five years." Hun Tianchen sighed and glanced indifferently at Hun Miesheng. "I need tempering. I need life-and-death crises to temper myself."

"Five years?!" Hun Miesheng was instantly dumbfounded.

Young Master had begun cultivating Dou Qi at the age of three, and he possessed the strength of a Dou Zong from the moment he was born. He was now sixteen, which meant... Young Master had already been a Nine-Star Dou Zong at the age of eleven!

Eight years—eight years to leap from a One-Star Dou Zong to the peak of the Nine-Star Dou Zong!

With such cultivation speed, Young Master had not relied on his Dou Di bloodline at all.

Hun Tianchen took a light breath, somewhat troubled.

He could have broken through to the Dou Zun realm long ago, but in order to deal with a Son of Destiny like Xiao Yan, he had specifically created and cultivated the Self-Created Dou Technique, "Soul Dragon," delaying himself by five or six years.

Now that Soul Dragon had reached great completion, it was time for him to advance to Dou Zun.

"Rest assured, Young Master. With your strength, even ordinary Dou Zuns could not possibly threaten you," Hun Miesheng said with reverence.

He could still understand the power of the Sacred Body Demonic Heart physique.

Hun Tianchen glanced at him without saying anything, merely walking ahead to lead the way.

"Let's go. We'll take a look at the Black Seal Auction House's treasury."

Although he knew of the Black Seal Auction House, he had never been here before and actually got lost.

In the end, he had to forcibly grab a passerby and ask for directions.

The passerby had initially been quite displeased, but when he saw Hun Tianchen seize him through the air to question him, his face immediately filled with ingratiating smiles.

The ability to wield space—he was definitely a Dou Zong powerhouse!

After getting directions, the three of them made their way to the Black Seal Auction House's treasury.

Hun Tianchen looked at the iron gate before him and waved his hand.

"Soul Destruction Palm!"

With a single palm strike, the formation protecting the treasury shattered instantly!

"Find the Fragment Map. You know how to do it." Hun Tianchen gave the order directly.

Hun Miesheng did not hesitate. He rushed inside and began searching with the power of a Dou Sheng. Before long, he found it—the third Fragment Map of the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame!

"Hehe, got it."

The destruction of the formation protecting the treasury alerted everyone in the Black Seal Auction House.

"Who exactly are you, sir? How dare you break into the treasury of our Eight Fan Gate?"

"Eight Fan Gate?" Hun Tianchen shook his head slightly, somewhat helpless. "Any random dog or cat dares bark before me now. Hearing it too much is just noise."

"Damn it!" At those words, all the experts swarmed forward. "Get him! Teach this brat who doesn't know his place a lesson!"

None of those who could survive in the Black Corner Region were simple characters.

In some ways, the Black Corner Region was even filthier than the Hun Clan!

"Heh." Hun Tianchen cast them a disdainful glance. A soul dragon emerged from within his body, coiling around him as it slightly opened its mouth.

"Soul Dragon Roar to the Heavens!"

A deafening dragon roar burst from his mouth, instantly shattering every door, window, and tall building in Black Seal City. It also indirectly harvested the lives of everyone in the city below the Dou Wang level!

As for the Dou Wangs and Dou Emperors, every one of them lay paralyzed on the ground in torment, foaming at the mouth. The Luck Force and souls in their bodies were all taken away by the soul dragon!

In the span of a single breath, the Luck Force of an entire city had gathered upon Hun Tianchen.

"Overestimating yourselves." Looking at the ruined Black Seal City, Hun Tianchen covered Qinglin's eyes with one hand while gathering the souls of the entire city into a single mass with the other.

He had no intention of wasting time in this little place. Besides, the people of the Black Corner Region were incomparably cruel, so he might as well harvest their Luck Force and souls.

Destroying an entire city with a single roar—perhaps not even a Dou Zun could accomplish that?

This also proved the might of a Self-Created Dou Technique like the soul dragon.

It had been worth Hun Tianchen enduring for so long, even sacrificing cultivation time to train this soul dragon.

When Hun Miesheng came out and saw the destroyed city, he stared blankly at Hun Tianchen.

"Young Master, I suddenly feel that you're even more ruthless than I am."

"It's nothing. I merely killed some trash." Hun Tianchen casually tossed the souls in his hand to Hun Miesheng. "Take them."

"Young Master!" Hun Miesheng cried. "You just tossed such an enormous mass of souls to me like that? What if they scatter onto the ground and all run away?"

"If they scatter onto the ground, that only means you're incompetent. Hall Master, you can't blame me for that." Hun Tianchen turned around with Qinglin and headed toward their next destination.

"Have you found the Fragment Map?"

"Yes, Young Master."

"Mm, let's go."

"Eh? Young Master, wait for me!"

A dignified Dou Saint like Hun Miesheng actually scampered after Hun Tianchen.

Yet Hun Miesheng did not mind this at all.

After all, following Young Master meant there was meat to eat.

Bootlickers had their benefits—lick long enough, and you would have everything.