To the crowd, saving a few thousand villagers was just a matter of convenience.
But to the villagers, this was a tremendous kindness, like immortals who rescued them from hell.
Thousands of people knelt in front of the crowd, thanking them profusely.
Fang Yuan couldn't stand this, so he pulled everyone and quickly ran away.
According to his thoughts, as a Demonic Cultivator, how could he accept such gratitude? He should have been feared instead.
Qin Hao, on the other hand, argued that a Demonic Cultivator should have clear thoughts and do whatever he wants, not be limited by good or bad.
The two had a huge disagreement and argued non-stop along the way, each believing the other was a fake Demonic Cultivator.
Finally, Fang Yuan couldn't take it anymore and left a harsh remark: "Our paths diverge, so we cannot conspire together. From now on, you are not allowed to speak to me again!"
"Bah! If I speak another word to you, I'm a dog!"
Along the way, the two truly ignored each other, which left the others bewildered.
Two days later, everyone finally arrived at the capital city of Yan Country.
This was the first time Fang Yuan and the others had seen such a prosperous city. As soon as they entered, they were stunned by the sight before them.
People were everywhere in the streets and alleys, and buildings lined both sides of the streets, tightly packed together.
Various merchants carried shoulder poles, hawking their wares as they walked the streets.
On both sides of the street, everything imaginable was sold, a dazzling array of goods.
Fang Yuan and the others were like villagers who had just emerged from a mountain, their heads turning back and forth, finding everything new and exciting.
"Hey, look over there!" Huo Sichun suddenly pointed forward and shouted.
Following the direction she pointed, they saw a massive Demonic Beast walking uninhibitedly in the middle of the street, and a young cultivator was sitting on its back.
"Old Bai, what kind of Demonic Beast is that?" Fang Yuan asked curiously.
"A Six-winged Lizard. This one should be an adult, its strength is around Golden Core, and its nature is fierce, enjoying combat," Li Taibai explained.
Among this group, Li Taibai was the best student. Fang Yuan and the other three rarely went to the scripture pavilion; they were all academic failures.
If the sect had exams, these four would be the biggest competitors for the last two places.
"That's kind of cool," Fang Yuan smacked his lips.
Players had always wanted to capture Demonic Beasts to be their spirit pets, but there were no powerful Demonic Beasts near Hua Xia Sect, so the idea had been shelved.
Now, seeing this fierce Demonic Beast, Fang Yuan and the others immediately felt a stir in their hearts and rushed forward to block the young cultivator.
Their rude behavior immediately angered the young cultivator, who reached out and patted the Six-winged Lizard's head.
"Roar!"
A beast's roar sounded, startling the surrounding crowd, who frantically ran into nearby shops, only daring to peek out their heads cautiously.
The patrolling guards rushed over, and upon seeing the young cultivator, the soldiers quickly bowed: "Greetings, Third Prince."
"Seize them for me!" the young cultivator pointed at Fang Yuan and the others and shouted loudly.
"Yes!"
Dozens of soldiers drew their long swords, preparing to capture Fang Yuan and the other three.
Just as the two sides were about to clash, Zhao Mubai shifted, blocking Fang Yuan and the others.
At this moment, she was wearing a mask on her face and cupped her hands towards the young man, saying, "Third Prince, please forgive us. My senior brothers and sisters have no ill intentions; they just want to make friends with you."
The Third Prince sized up Zhao Mubai, and seeing her extraordinary demeanor, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Who are you?"
Zhao Mubai pondered for a moment, then transmitted her voice: "I am the Eldest Princess of Zhao Country, Zhao Mubai."
Hearing this name, the Third Prince's expression softened slightly. He waved away the soldiers and then said, "This is not the place to talk. Follow this prince to my residence."
After saying that, he ignored everyone and rode his Six-winged Lizard away on his own.
Fang Yuan and the other three couldn't stand his arrogant attitude and were about to draw their long swords and chop him down in the street.
"Senior brothers and sisters, don't be impulsive. This is the capital city of Yan Country. If we cause a big commotion, it will delay our journey."
Zhao Mubai stopped the four from acting, and after much persuasion, she dispelled their urge to commit violence.
"Let's go, let's meet him. If he's still arrogant, we'll smash his residence."
Fang Yuan couldn't stand anyone being more arrogant than him, so he followed behind with a sullen face.
They walked for about ten li, finally stopping in front of a quiet residence.
Stepping through the gate, everyone was drawn to the spacious garden inside.
The manor had all kinds of flowers, plants, and trees. Weeping willows hung down, situated beside an artificial pond where the water rippled, and palace maids were feeding fish.
The entire manor was very large, with guards and soldiers distributed all around.
After the Third Prince handed the Six-winged Lizard to the butler, he led everyone to a courtyard.
A gentle breeze caressed the willows, and a faint floral fragrance filled the air, calming their restless hearts.
After everyone was seated, the Third Prince spoke faintly: "May I ask, Eldest Princess, why you have come to my Yan Country? Do you wish for this prince to help you restore your country?"
"Third Prince, you jest. Mubai has no such intention. It's just that my senior brother is somewhat interested in you and merely wishes to chat."
"Oh?"
Upon hearing this, Yan Qing finally turned his gaze towards Fang Yuan and the others.
They were unremarkable, with no spiritual energy fluctuations on their bodies, but their eyes held a hint of untamed defiance.
These must be bumpkins who haven't seen the world.
Then he looked at another white-robed man, who was facing away from the crowd and admiring the scenery; his demeanor was quite refined.
"May I ask which sect's disciples you are? Perhaps this prince knows your sect master."
Yan Qing lowered his eyelids, his tone calm.
He was originally a disciple of a first-grade sect in Yunzhou. As for the various sects in Jizhou, he did not truly acknowledge them, believing them to be insignificant sects.
"Hua Xia Sect, do you know it?" Fang Yuan raised his neck and looked at Yan Qing proudly.
He expected Yan Qing to show a shocked expression, but to his surprise, the other party just shook his head and calmly said, "Never heard of it."
Now it was Fang Yuan and the others who were stunned. Was there anyone in all of Jizhou who didn't know Hua Xia Sect?
As if seeing their confusion, Yan Qing explained, "This prince has just returned from Yunzhou, so it's normal that I haven't heard of this sect."
Fang Yuan didn't want to dwell on this question and immediately said, "I just want to ask you, where can I get powerful Demonic Beasts?"
Hearing this, Yan Qing was startled and looked at them strangely, "There is a sect in Zhongzhou called the Beast Taming Sect. They sell some Demonic Beasts every so often, but the prices are very expensive."
As soon as he heard the word 'expensive', Fang Yuan's face tightened, and he cautiously asked, "How much?"
"It depends on the species and cultivation. For example, my Six-winged Lizard costs 100,000 high-grade spirit stones."
"Holy crap!"
Fang Yuan and the others were startled.
A Golden Core Demonic Beast selling for 100,000 high-grade spirit stones? Why don't they just rob people!
Seeing their reaction, Yan Qing showed a smug expression, "Of course, different types of Demonic Beasts have different prices. My Six-winged Lizard is at the mid-Golden Core stage, and if it fights with all its might, it's not inferior to a late-Golden Core cultivator."
"Besides this, are there any other ways to get them?"
"There are, but it's very dangerous."
"Dangerous is good, where is it?" Fang Yuan's eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands as he asked.
"Huangzhou, that's the territory of Demonic Beasts, but ordinary cultivators don't dare to enter."
"Huangzhou, huh?"
Fang Yuan muttered, exchanged glances with Sun Yiyi and the other two, and nodded simultaneously.
"Green mountains remain, green waters flow long. There will be future opportunities, we'll meet again."
Having obtained the desired information, Fang Yuan and the others didn't linger. They clasped their fists in farewell and then hurried away.
Yan Qing was left somewhat bewildered by them.
It wasn't until three hours later that the butler ran to him in a hurry, shouting loudly, "Third Prince, this is bad! Your mount has been stolen!"
"What?!"
Yan Qing felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he shot up into the sky like a rainbow.
But by then, there was no trace of Fang Yuan and the others; they had long since vanished without a trace.
"Damn thieves! Damn Hua Xia Sect! Investigate for this prince, where is Hua Xia Sect?!"
Soon, stacks of documents were delivered to him, detailing Hua Xia Sect's actions during this period.
The more he read, the more shocking it became. Finally, Yan Qing let out a long, turbid breath and muttered, "What a terrifying Hua Xia Sect. Forget it, it's just a Demonic Beast, I don't need it anyway."
