141: Kill Han Yizhou

Mu Wuchen looked at the black dragon pouring golden paper from the sky, a thoughtful expression on his face.

True Dragons are rare and proud; even powerful dynasties find it difficult to subdue them, and if they do, they usually only appear on important occasions.

Jiao, however, are much more cost-effective. They are often the descendants of True Dragons who had offspring with other creatures, and their bloodline becomes thinner with each passing generation.

Some Jiao possess a trace of a dragon's power and resemble True Dragons in many ways, but they are far more numerous and much easier to tame…

Looking at the golden cards falling from the sky, Mu Wuchen waved his hand, and a golden card appeared in his hand…

On the card, there was actually an edict from the Great Qian Emperor seeking extraordinary individuals…

The Great Qian Emperor’s youngest son had long been plagued by nightmares and was suffering from a chronic illness that countless physicians had tried to cure, but none had succeeded…

Now, the Emperor Qian's youngest son was gravely ill and bedridden, so the Emperor Qian was using the nation's full power to find someone who could cure him, promising generous rewards.

Although these rewards were nothing in Mu Wuchen’s eyes, to others, they were extraordinary, capable of ensuring their families' prosperity for generations.

Mu Wuchen's eyes narrowed as he read the information on the golden card.

After a brief thought, he immediately made a decision.

He would go and see.

Several days passed quickly, and Mu Wuchen arrived within the Imperial City of the Great Qian Dynasty.

At this time, the Imperial City of Great Qian was bustling with people, a sea of humanity.

Because of the Emperor Qian's edict seeking talent, many foreign cultivators had rushed to this place.

Among these people were Talisman Masters, Sorcerers, Gu Masters, Physicians, and Daoists, each dressed in strange and eye-catching attire…

However, Mu Wuchen had no interest in these people. The way they dressed was mostly for show, to attract attention.

Aside from a few who had absolute confidence in their abilities, most were opportunists hoping to try their luck.

If they could fortunately cure the Great Qian Emperor's youngest son, they wouldn't have to struggle anymore. After all, there was no punishment if they failed, as long as they didn't make it worse…

After all, even the imperial physicians by the Great Qian Emperor’s side couldn't cure the young prince, so what could be expected of them?

Mu Wuchen walked and observed, when suddenly a figure caught his attention.

It was a middle-aged man dressed in white Daoist robes.

The middle-aged man held a whisk, appearing like an immortal. His aura was restrained, making it impossible to discern his cultivation.

However, Mu Wuchen, possessing the Heavenly Eye, could instantly know his cultivation; this person was actually an early-stage Heavenly King Realm expert!

Within such a dynasty, there was actually a hidden Heavenly King Realm powerhouse!

Moreover, he had as much as 5000 points of destiny!

This person must be connected to a Son of Destiny!

At this moment, the middle-aged man holding the whisk was examining the golden card in his hand, a thoughtful expression on his face, as if contemplating something.

Just then, the middle-aged man seemed to discover something, suddenly frowning and muttering to himself.

“There are actually demons in this vicinity?”

Then he flashed, disappearing instantly.

Dozens of minutes later, in a deep forest, the middle-aged man held the corpse of a Shadow Demon in his hand; it was this Shadow Demon that had just attracted him.

Looking at the thoroughly dead Shadow Demon corpse, the middle-aged man's brows furrowed slightly.

How could a mere Linghai Realm Shadow Demon evade his pursuit for dozens of minutes and lead him to such a desolate place?

There must be something strange!

Just then, two figures slowly appeared, one in front and one behind, blocking the White-Robed Man's path forward and backward.

The one in front was Mu Wuchen, clad in black, and the one behind was the early-stage Heavenly King Realm puppet, Xiao Zhan.

The demon from earlier was naturally one whose aura Mu Wuchen had deliberately released for this person to discover.

That Shadow Demon was one of the demons Blood Maiden Ying'er had given him in Tianyang Valley, but there had been no opportunity to use it until now, when it finally came in handy.

At this moment, Mu Wuchen, in black, exuded a terrifying demonic aura, his eerie purple eyes indifferently gazing at the white-robed middle-aged man before him.

“Are you a demon?”

The White-Robed Man held his whisk, feeling the surging demonic aura emanating from Mu Wuchen, and a low voice emerged from his mouth.

He already knew he had fallen into a trap; the Linghai Realm demon from earlier was clearly bait, and the two individuals before him were the masterminds, aiming to lure him here.

But what was the purpose of these two attracting him to this place?

Mu Wuchen did not answer his question, merely speaking to himself.

“Submit, or die.”

Feeling Mu Wuchen's burning gaze, the White-Robed Man snorted coldly.

“Hmph, the people of the Heavenly God Domain are truly arrogant!”

“Do you really think that with just you and that Heavenly King Realm expert with the unstable aura behind you, you can take me down?”

Ten-odd minutes later…

A white-robed corpse lay on the ground, eyes wide open, unwilling to close in death.

At this moment, his aura was gradually fading…

Currently, the area within dozens of miles was a mess, with shattered rocks and broken trees, caused by the aftermath of the battle.

Even with restraint and speed, battles between Heavenly King Realm experts still caused significant damage.

Beside the white-robed corpse, the middle-aged man’s powerful whisk was shattered, and a terrifying blood-filled hole pierced through the white-robed corpse’s chest, constantly oozing black and red blood…

Not far away, Mu Wuchen, enveloped in demonic aura, coldly gazed at the corpse on the ground. In Mu Wuchen’s demonic giant claw, a fresh red heart was still beating…

Mu Wuchen’s demonic claw exerted a slight force, instantly crushing the beating heart in his hand.

“Congratulations to the host for successfully killing Han Yizhou, a powerful aid in the growth process of the Son of Destiny Qin Hao, and successfully plundering 5000 destiny points.”

Hearing the system's voice, Mu Wuchen nodded in satisfaction. Such a harvest was quite good.

Looking at the still fresh corpse on the ground, Mu Wuchen communicated with the system again.

“System, spend 500 destiny points to refine Han Yizhou into a puppet.”

Shortly after, the White-Robed Man on the ground slowly stood up, his wide-open eyes returning to normal. Outwardly, he looked exactly as before.

Han Yizhou first respectfully bowed to Mu Wuchen, then slowly walked to the side and stood with Xiao Zhan.

At this moment, his aura had significantly decreased, but he was still stronger than Xiao Zhan. After all, Xiao Zhan was older and only at the first stage of the Heavenly King Realm, while Han Yizhou was much younger and appeared to be at the second or third stage of the Heavenly King Realm.

Since someone connected to a Son of Destiny could be found here, the Son of Destiny Qin Hao should probably be nearby as well…

He was a middle-aged man dressed in white Daoist robes.