Tonight, We're Getting a Room

The next night, Yue Yang's hunting target was the Level Three mid-rank Hero, Iron Frenzy.

He was the leader of Rock, whom Thorn Flower had swallowed the previous night—the commander of the Berserk Beast Mercenary Corps and the foremost of White Stone City's three great tyrants.

Though his rank title was Hero, Iron Frenzy, nicknamed the Ironclad Beast, was a thoroughgoing villain. In White Stone City, he preyed on men and women alike, extorted money, and committed every evil imaginable. He was also a murderous maniac who killed without restraint, and dozens of families had joined forces to hunt him down in revenge.

As a descendant of the Tie Family, one of Great Xia's prominent noble clans, Iron Frenzy had the protection of a vast family power behind him. No one in White Stone City's Assassin Guild had ever dared touch him, which only encouraged his arrogance. Moreover, the White Stone City Lord's most favored concubine had been presented to him by this fellow. The City Lord was often swayed by her pillow talk and turned a blind eye to him. Thus, in White Stone City, no one dared set their sights on Iron Frenzy.

Since his first move had gone so smoothly and posed no difficulty, Yue Yang decided to raise the difficulty a little tonight and make a move against Iron Frenzy, whom no one dared touch!

Unlike Rock, a Level Two high-rank Warrior, Iron Frenzy was a Level Three mid-rank Hero.

On the Dragon Soaring Continent, anyone at Level One—whether prince or princess—was called a Novice Apprentice.

Upon reaching Level Two, one became a Warrior; upon reaching Level Three, a Hero...

The title of Level Three Hero was actually a dividing line for martial warriors on the Dragon Soaring Continent. If a warrior could not reach the Hero rank in their entire lifetime, they were a complete mediocrity, destined to remain cannon fodder for life. Conversely, only warriors who could advance to Hero and surpass it could barely be called strong and earn others' regard.

A Level Three Hero might not seem impressive on the surface, but in truth, it was not so easy to attain.

Any warrior in the world seeking to advance to Hero needed not only sufficient strength, but also had to pass the Death Trial before receiving the Hero Medal issued by the nation and becoming a Hero admired by all!

If a Level One Novice Apprentice, in an extraordinary burst of luck or under special circumstances, could defeat a Level Two Warrior, that was still possible.

But for a Level Two Warrior to defeat a Level Three Hero was simply impossible... A Level Three Hero was the first great chasm on the road to becoming strong.

Only by crossing it could one be called strong!

Of course, the strength of a Level Three Hero was only strength in the eyes of ordinary people.

In the eyes of Innate powerhouses, all warriors below Level Six Grandmaster were ants, insignificant and beneath notice.

Compared to those Innate powerhouses of the Dragon Soaring Continent who had cultivated for centuries and possessed incomparably profound power, Yue Yang, an Innate powerhouse who had cultivated for only three months, naturally had a great gap in strength. But he was Innate nonetheless!

Iron Frenzy, known as the Ironclad Beast, was a renowned expert among all the mercenaries of White Stone City, far beyond ordinary mercenaries. Yet if he took a strike of Yue Yang's Innate Formless Body-Breaking Sword Aura, he would absolutely be killed in an instant. That was the difference between an Innate powerhouse and an ordinary strongman... However, Yue Yang had never intended to kill Iron Frenzy with sword aura. He wanted to capture him alive, then have Thorn Flower swallow the fellow whole, turning Iron Frenzy into flower fertilizer just like Rock.

Although Thorn Flower had devoured the Level Two high-rank Rock last night, Yue Yang discovered after it digested him that while its strength had increased considerably, it still had not mutated.

It had swallowed a living person, yet it was not even Bronze rank now.

It seemed that raising a humanoid divine-beast-level Golden-Crowned Thorn Flower Queen truly would not be easy.

Fortunately, the Dragon Soaring Continent did not lack anything else, but it certainly had no shortage of bad people.

Yue Yang was never worried about finding flower fertilizer.

Not to mention the entire Dragon Soaring Continent—just the revenge bounty list in White Stone City alone had nearly a hundred names. One could imagine how abundant the flower fertilizer resources were. During revenge hunts, he could temper his actual combat experience while raising Thorn Flower, and even earn a little money on the side. With such a good deal, who would refuse?

At the tavern in the eastern district, Yue Yang arrived and looked around, only to find no girls with ** as big as footballs inside.

There were, however, several girls with ** as big as papayas.

With just a wave of his hand, several "papaya-milk" girls crowded around him in delight. "Young master, looking for some fun? How do you want to play? One-on-one, or two at once?"

"Looking down on me, are you? This young master is taking all of you!" Yue Yang put on the swagger of Kong Yiji buying wine and scattered a handful of silver coins, dazzling everyone nearby. At the sight of it, the papaya-milk girls all let out **-like shrieks. Not only did they snatch up the money with a speed that would make thieves ashamed, they also employed breast-sea tactics and happily besieged Yue Yang, nearly suffocating the transmigrator to death.

Seeing those busty women escort Yue Yang, the little thief, out the door, every man in the tavern was intensely envious of his good fortune with women.

A group **?

That was wild!

At the same time, they were somewhat worried about the little thief's body. Wouldn't this kid be sucked dry alive by those unsatisfied girls?

The men in the tavern burst into loud laughter. One said that tomorrow the cleaners would sweep up a little skeleton from the garbage heap, while another said that even if the little thief survived, he probably would not be able to get out of bed for at least a month...

They had all experienced the **-draining skills of those "papaya-milk" girls. Forget a group **—even taking on one alone was difficult enough!

If they surrounded him, he would surely have only death awaiting him!

In a corner sat the bright-eyed thief who had helped Yue Yang fill out the form last night. Seeing Yue Yang struggle blissfully amid the sea of breasts, the bright-eyed thief spat disdainfully.

Before the crowd had even finished a cup of wine, they suddenly saw the little thief, who was surely doomed, push the door open and walk back in.

No way?

So soon?

Was he a quick-shot artist?

Even if the little thief was a quick-shot artist, this was far too quick!

If he finished that quickly, why did he call for so many girls? Wouldn't one have been enough?

"Brother, you haven't even taken your pants off yet?" A burly man could not suppress his curiosity and shouted, "That's too wasteful! If you can't handle them all by yourself, you could call us to help! We're very willing to lend a hand, brother. Aren't you just wasting money?"

"Gentlemen, I'm just an errand boy. I called them for someone else. How could a good thing like a group ** ever be my turn?" Yue Yang replied with a grin.

"Pah!" Everyone was utterly speechless.

They had thought they had met a rich young master and had envied him for quite a while, only to find he was merely an errand boy.

But thinking about it, that made sense. Even if this little thief had money, there was no way he would be willing to hire so many girls for a group ** all at once!

Yue Yang knew very well how to win people over. He took out two silver coins, tossed them onto the table, and announced loudly, "Meeting is fate. I'll use tonight's commission to buy all you brothers a drink, and while we're at it, let's wish that fellow having the group ** dies from exhaustion..."

Everyone was delighted to hear that.

They all felt that this little thief was truly worldly and clever.

Since he was treating them to drinks, naturally they did not stand on ceremony and raised their cups in cheers.

The bright-eyed thief seated in the corner merely snorted inwardly and did not touch the wine brought over by the scantily dressed waitress, whose cleavage was exposed and who wore rabbit ears on her head.

Yue Yang plopped down across from him and said with a grin, "Brother, I knew I'd run into you here. So, how did that girl with the football-sized ** feel? Pretty spectacular, right? Don't be embarrassed. A pure little virgin like you, still undeveloped, ought to study more. Besides, this is the way of human relations. Sage Kong once said, 'Food and sex are human nature.' Listen to that—what a wonderful saying."

"..." The bright-eyed thief rolled his eyes so hard he wanted to kick this boy, whose head was full of **, to death.

"We're brothers-in-arms, so I can't just stand by. Tonight, we're getting a room. No matter what, we're breaking this virgin body of yours! No money? No problem, I'll treat!" Yue Yang generously patted the bright-eyed thief on the shoulder.