The slaughter stopped at near noon. Blood flowed in the ground and the bodies of its owners lay in a broken mess around this red sea.

War was always ugly no matter where our bored gamer went. This truth would not change for a long long time indeed.

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"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"We won!"

"We killed the monsters who ate the blood and body of our friends!"

The joyous disciples of the Hidden Mountain Palace cheered but it was curious to see the tears that fell on their cheeks at this time.

Some wanted to end the lives of those who had surrendered but they were quickly slapped down by a great gust of wind.

It was clear that the cute loli overhead would have none of further senseless death to happen before her eyes.

The Hidden Mountain Palace disciples looked at Twilight Moon with immeasurable fear deep in their souls. All of them had seen how merciless this little girl could be.

"Thank you for granting us this day, Senior!"

"All of us would have easily died if not for your benevolence." Sect Master Fu De appeared before our very own protagonist and bowed low to offer his thanks.

It was clear that his opinion on our good gamer had significantly changed over the course of this day.

He had a big hunch about the secret on how Clark could just instantly get stronger in a blink of an eye but he chose to keep his guesses unto himself.

It was not wise to peer deeply unto things that did not concern him at all.

"It was a paltry thing, Fellow Daoist. I did little to no effort at all." Clark replied but his eyes still remained on the horrible scene of carnage down below.

"..." Sect Master Fu De sensed the dark mood of our avid gamer and he was smart enough to exit from this picture. The old man bowed once more and immediately left in silence.

"SIGH!"

"This image never gets old, does it?" Our bored gamer shook his head and hardened his heart once again.

He issued several instructions and the men, women, and elders from the Hidden Mountain Palace got busy in no time.

They looted the place and everything went into the hands of Sect Master Fu De. This was Clark's reward for the old man's trust in this quest.

"I cannot accept this, Senior!"

"This is simply too much!" Sect Master Fu De trembled on site. What was the Blood River Cult? They were a hegemon that stood above the heads of thousands of great sects.

One could only imagine the treasures and legacy that lay beneath the rubble of war.

"Take it. It's yours. Or would you rather let me give it to the nearest sect instead?" Clark said as he raised an amused brow thereafter.

"Then we can only accept it, Senior!"

"On behalf of the Hidden Mountain Palace, I thank you for your kindness Senior!" Sect Master Fu De paid homage in the humblest way he knew.

Clark merely nodded and gazed at the temporary tent was made in haste. There would be a feast tonight and in the morrow, he would have to leave for new lands.

This quest may have been over for the Hidden Mountain Palace but not for our bored gamer. Not by a long shot.

Night came and everyone was laughing and drinking in abandon. The initial population of 9,000 warriors from the Hidden Mountain Palace grew in number.

Those disciples who surrendered from the Blood River Cult would be treated as slaves by the victor.

More than that, the nearby sects also sent many envoys that brought gifts and praises in tonight's affair. Everyone was welcome by our bored gamer and company.

This boasted the victor's party to a sizable number indeed.

Many girls wanted to hug more than our good gamer's thick thigh but after a touch of spiritual pressure from the ever present Twilight Moon, these bold ones could only shiver in place afterwards.

'I wish I could but I really can't add so many women in my harem all at once.' Clark lamented inside.

He was already planning to take his sister Han Chai to his home world after this realm and even offer the three virgin women from the Hidden Mountain Palace a free ticket towards immortality.

It was easy to see that our bored gamer was indeed keeping the numbers on his harem low as much as he could.

'The books I read before were fake! Having a harem was truly a headache sometimes!' Our avid gamer sighed some more.

Although immortals already but his women still retained their feelings and emotions. One of them was of course jealousy.

He could not count how many times his women had fought over him. May it be in words or swords.

Though none has resulted in any deaths so far but the constant competition was quite meddlesome to witness.

'Or perhaps I'm just too soft on them.'

'SIGH!'

'No matter, I have an eternity to learn how to keep a peaceful harem in my life.'

'I have time. I have sufficient time indeed.' Clark smiled after and enjoyed the party with his wine and women.

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"What are you waiting for? Take this chance." Sect Master Fu De encouraged his daughter. He could see that Fu Zhenya was taking glances at Senior Clark for almost an hour already.

"I don't know what to say to him, Father."

"Our first meeting did not go that well in the past." Fu Zhenya replied softly. When she remembered what she did before, she could not help but blush in shame.

More than that, she also did not know how to entice a man.

"Just go there and talk about anything or nothing. No man could deny your beauty, my daughter. Be bold!" Sect Master Fu De advised and gave an encouraging tap on his daughter's shoulder.

The party ended and Fu Zhenya never left her spot on the table. This would become one of her greatest regrets in life later on.