"Is something wrong?" Davis dubiously asked.

The moment he heard two million, his heart fell.

He didn't know how these lotus points were valued, but surely, even a single point should compare to an enormous amount of Spirit Stones that was non-exchangeable unless they were Peak-Level Spirit Stones.

Drake blinked before he uttered, "Davis, you better give up."

"Drake, you're the only friend I have..." Davis solemnly peered at him.

"Fuck! Don't play with my feelings!" Drake gritted his teeth before his brows narrowed, "Wait a minute..."

He looked at Davis before a smile lit up his face, "I think we have a way to obtain that Low-Level Emperor Grade Ingredient..."

"Oh? Let me hear it, quick!" Davis possessed an eager expression.

Drake suddenly appeared to become hesitant, contemplating for a moment before his lips moved.

"Even if I spent two or three decades moping around the floor here, I wouldn't earn that much, but if it is Jade Sua, she can probably obtain it!"

"Jade Sua..." Davis repeated the words before he smiled, "Looks like I gotta go pay her a visit!"

"Hey! She's mine!" Drake stood up, his eyes shooting daggers.

"Haha, don't worry." Davis raised his hands in surrender, "I'm after the lotus points, not the person..."

Since Jade Sua was here for centuries, it was possible for her to have stored that many lotus points. Davis felt that he had to just negotiate with her to trade if possible.

"You finally said it..." Kara voiced from the other side.

Drake's expression froze before he let out a stifled breath. He stared at Davis and spoke, "Fine, I'll bring her here, stating that there's a friend who wants to see you for a transaction. After that, convincing her will be your headache."

"Sure..." Davis confidently smiled.

He already had a plan, the same plan, to be exact.

Soon, after Kara returned, they exchanged the resources.

Davis handed them over a hundred milliliters of the Million Emerald Vines Calamity's Nectar and obtained a liter of the Bone-Chilling Ganoderma Tree Sap. With this, he became assured of Natalya's cultivation path while Drake became satisfied.

He mused that this was enough for all of them to reach the Peak-Level in Martial Ascendance Stage, making him become extremely satisfied with this exchange. Of course, he was aware that Davis lowered the price a lot. Otherwise, he knew he would've found it difficult to gain this much.

On the other hand, Davis thought about returning to the Purple Guest Palace once to give these to Natalya, but he still had to kill that idiot Maurn Clint to loot his spatial ring. After that, he would obtain a lot of goodies that would help and his wives cultivate in ecstasy.

Davis inwardly nodded as he formulated a plan before making his decision. For the moment, he decided to digest the content he had learned from the Passion Library.

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The moon shined brightly before a flash of light appeared.

"Kill!!!"

A woman with black hair coldly spoke as her sword swung in a clear arc, its blade skillfully running through the flesh of a person's neck, beheading a person, a man. The head of the man that got severed spun around in midair before it hit the paved surface with a thud, causing the people surrounding the woman to become taken aback as shock filled their eyes.

The woman was wearing a particular golden mask and white robe, giving intense vibes of a savior as she pointed her silver sword towards the men surrounding her. The silver sword rather gleamed in an intimidating manner from the reflection of the moonlight.

The surrounding men were all provoked before one of them jumped on her, his big fat body trembling as he punched with his thick fist.

"The Iron Stage Fatso...?" The woman's voice was extremely melodious, filled with charm.

When the punch arrived right by her side, she took a step aside, easily dodging it before the silver sword in her hand flashed.

"AHhhhh!~~~."

The fatso screamed like a pig as he saw that his right arm was severed. His sight began to be embraced by pitch-black as if stating that his future was going to be unfortunate, but the next moment, even his consciousness faded.

Everyone looked at the beheaded fatso collapse on the paved floor in horror. The next moment, their eyes simultaneously fell on the golden-masked woman, knowing that they possessed little to no chances to get revenge as the fatso was the strongest man they had.

"It's... It's the Golden Beheader from the Imperial Family!" A man abruptly shouted, recognizing the woman.

The moment others heard the woman's identity, they instantly turned tail and began to run in different directions without even a hint of hesitation.

They immediately became aware that their life was in peril.

However, before they could even reach ten meters away from her, darkness enshrouded their bodies, instantly making them suffocate. No, it was as if the darkness was pulling out the vitality within them, making them unable to move.

The alleyway they were all in appeared abnormally dark at this moment despite the moonlight shining on them. ...

The man who recognized the golden-masked woman trembled as he turned to look back with difficulty. Heads were flying in an arc as blood splashed on the black surface, creating a circle of death as the sword approached him, wanting to reap his life.

He felt very reluctant as he knew this was extraordinary soul suppression possessed by the Golden Beheader, but still, he was unable to do anything to break it.

*Puchi!~*

The sharp sound of flesh being pierced could be heard as the man's eyes widened in shock as intense pain rushed throughout his body for a moment.

Why was he the only one pierced through the head when all the others were beheaded?

"You're the mastermind of this bandit group, no?"

He could see that the golden-masked woman voiced out something with her lips moving, but he was unable to hear what the golden-masked asked because his senses became muffled. He was already dead.

She removed the sword from his head and kicked him aside, treating his corpse with intense disrespect before she turned around and counted the heads amidst the pond of blood.

"Fourteen, fifteen, sixteen heads and the mastermind. All heads have been accounted for... Yup, the atrocious Crimson Headless Gang, who have been recently wreaking havoc in the outskirts of the capital, robbing, pillaging, killing, and raping a lot of innocent civilians, has been exterminated with this moment."

This Crimson Headless Gang was a low-level bandit group that did not warrant attention from the strong authorities. However, the guards who confronted them ended up all dying to their crafty attacks.

"Ahh... How refreshing! There's no need for a trial when everyone in the capital, especially the victims, knows that they are hideous beings. Straight for the kill... this is how it should be..." The golden-masked woman sighed as she waved her silver sword.

The remnant blood splashed before the silver sword disappeared.

At this moment, another figure emerged from the darkness within the alleyway, also appearing to be another woman with a lean build similar to the golden-masked woman.

"My dear protector, you finally found me... Hehehe..." The golden-masked woman laughed, her melodious voice echoing as she removed her mask.

The black-robed woman became momentarily taken aback as she saw the beauty in front of her.

A pair of clear lush black pupils appeared in her view, along with a chiseled, small nose and crimson lips. The tight white robe she wore accentuated her bust to appear more prominent than the usual, but even then, it was generously voluptuous than the average.

The pure black hair that lightly shook from the wind made her seem mesmerizing, perhaps, even alluring.

"Hehe..." Mo Mingzhi giggled, "We eliminated evildoers today as well, so shall we call it a day?"

The black-robed woman called as protector sighed, "Mistress Mingzhi, you shouldn't have run away like that on hearing a tip-off... What if it was an ambush instead?"

"If it was, then it was..." Mo Mingzhi shrugged, each of her movements appearing to be tainted with elegance, "Emine, do you really think these lowlifes can match my prowess?"

Emine ruefully shook her head, her eyes holding a hint of respect for Mo Mingzhi. From the time she started to look after this woman, she was astounded, time and time again. From disdain to respect, it was a long journey indeed.

Mo Mingzhi looked at the bloody mess she created, but her gleaming black eyes held no pity for these cruel people.

"Mistress Mingzhi, we've been called back to the Imperial Castle..." She spoke after a moment.

"Oh?" Mo Mingzhi became taken aback.

From the time she left to temper herself in this capital with the help of Emine, she's never been bothered, but now she was suddenly called?

Mo Mingzhi's eyes suddenly widened, "Could it be...?"

Her heart began to pound at a faster rate!

Even though she was told that Davis would only return after ten or more years, she still dreamt of meeting him soon. Now that the possibility of him suddenly appearing didn't seem far off, her heart just couldn't stop beating crazily. Otherwise, she couldn't find for what exact reason she would be called for.

"We're immediately returning..." She commanded as she exited the alleyway, her figure gradually hovering before she flew towards the huge structure in the center of the capital, the Imperial Castle.

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Ten minutes later, Mo Mingzhi and Emine arrived at the Imperial Castle. Both of them were floating above the skies, ignoring the Imperial Loret Family's flying restriction imposed upon the common populace. Offenders weren't' forgiven but were given the penalty to experience five decades in the Imperial Prison.

However, entering the Imperial Castle without permission would instantly be met with a punitive force of Imperial Guards who kill on sight!

Mo Mingzhi didn't seem to be particularly caring of that as her gaze roamed, trying to find a silhouette that she so much wanted to see. Even now, her heartbeat didn't become normal but began to pound crazily at the imminent possibility of meeting him.

However, no matter how she looked, she was unable to find but could only find two women seated on the park built on the roof terrace of the Imperial Castle.

"Little sister is here... But who is the other purple-haired woman?" Mo Mingzhi's eyes narrowed as she became shocked by their collective beauty, but more than that, she sensed a faint sense of insurmountable pressure emanating from that purple-haired woman, making her expression turn into one of graveness.

Her rapidly beating was still fast-paced, but it was no longer for the original reason.

'Such an existence shouldn't be present in the Grand Sea Continent...'