"Tsk, the Imperial Family had less stashed away than I expected..."
Sun Buxiao flicked his Scorpion Tail, shaking off the blood, and casually took stock of Chu Yun's resources.
There was actually quite a lot, but the problem was...
Could you believe that a huge portion of the Chu Yun Empire's imperial reserves consisted of a dazzling assortment of poisons?
Those things were utterly worthless to Sun Dog. Wasn't his Netherworld Poison Flame far more poisonous than any of them?
The only valuable things were some Cultivation Methods and Combat Skills that could fill out the Heavenly Poison Gate's stores. As for the rest... there was just one seventh-rank Magic Core.
All he could say was that it left him looking just as troubled as Jia Ma's haul had.
"So this should be enough, right?"
Sun Buxiao turned to look at Xie Biyan.
"Yes, Gate Master. This will do. All you need to do now is return to the Black-Corner Region as usual. I have ways to take control of the Chu Yun Empire."
Strength was king. The Chu Yun Empire could not resist him, much less Sun Buxiao.
"Then I'll wait for your good news..."
Having found a little treasury for the Heavenly Poison Gate, Sun Buxiao was in a fairly good mood. After using Chu Yun's Magic Core to refine another Heavenly Demon Puppet, he returned to the Black-Corner Region with Zi Yan.
Zi Yan looked utterly tormented.
"So we just came out for a lap?"
A month later, as the Black Domain Great Plains appeared before them, Zi Yan spoke with utter emotional exhaustion.
"What else could we do? We didn't find any more seventh-rank magical beasts."
Sun Buxiao found that a real pain in the balls, too.
Wind Phoenix Heaven Splitter was the only living seventh-rank