I Came to Take Zi Yan Home

After they parted, Lu Chuan soon arrived on the Dou Qi Continent.

After two or three days of travel,

he reached the Black-Corner Region, the lawless territory infamous throughout the Dou Qi Continent.

Beneath his feet lay dark, barren earth. Sparse grass dotted the vast plain, and an air of chaos and violence hung over everything.

Criminals and fugitives from across the continent gathered here.

There were no laws, no rules. Only the cruelest form of survival of the fittest had ever held sway.

Murder and robbery were commonplace, as were clashes between factions. Desperate outlaws of every stripe mingled here, making it an exceedingly dangerous place.

It was only a little better than Slaughter City.

Jia Nan Academy stood deep within this chaotic land.

Lu Chuan made no effort to conceal his aura. Its intimidating pressure made passing cultivators instinctively give him a wide berth. None dared pry or provoke him.

Hiding his aura in a place like this would be foolish.

The pests might not hurt him, but they would keep bothering him.

Now that he was in the Black-Corner Region, he intended to claim its most precious treasure.

One of the fragments of the map to the Purifying Lotus Demon Flame.

If he remembered correctly, it had surfaced at an auction. The leader of the Eight Gates seemed to have been involved.

Lu Chuan raised a hand and grabbed at the air, dragging a passing cultivator before him from several meters away.

The man's feet left the ground. Held fast by an invisible force, he trembled all over and hurriedly begged for mercy.

"Spare me, my lord! I'm just an independent cultivator. I don't have anything on me!"

Lu Chuan's gaze remained calm.

"Where are the Eight Gates? Lead the way."

The cultivator shuddered. Not daring to