That night in Emerald Cloud Compound, all the members of Underworld had completely let go of themselves. They had their arms around each other's shoulders, they toasted each other, some were laughing wildly while others were crying loudly.
Each of them was telling their own story, as if they were immersed in those distant memories. They laughed and laughed until they cried. They cried and laughed until they fell drunk on the ground and fell into a deep sleep.
In the courtyard!
A waning moon hung high in the sky.
A gentle breeze blew, causing Ye Xuan's black hair to flutter in the wind. He stood alone under the moon as he looked up at the blue dome of heaven. His eyes were deep and lonely. No one knew what he was thinking.
Today, Fatso Huang had revealed his true feelings, allowing Ye Xuan to see another side of the members of Underworld. Every one of them was a pitiful person but also a hateful person.
They had committed heinous crimes and were cruel and merciless. Their hands were stained with the blood of countless people and they bore the burden of countless lives.
However, it was this group of vicious and evil people who had truly pledged their loyalty to him today.
If it was said that Ye Xuan had used death to threaten them before these members of the Underworld could be used by him, but today, Ye Xuan knew that they no longer needed his coercion. This was because they truly treated him as a part of the Underworld and treated the Underworld as their own home.
Ye Xuan admitted that he was a vicious person who would exterminate an entire family at the slightest disagreement. He had given everyone in Underworld the impression that he was a tyrant.
The members of Underworld feared and feared him. They were even more cautious in front of him. However, today, Ye Xuan saw a light in their eyes that he had never seen before.
This light was called reverence, this light was called worship, and a blazing fire appeared in the eyes of everyone in Hell.
It was only today that Ye Xuan understood a principle. It turned out that he had unknowingly given all the members of Underworld a home and this home was what they had to protect.
Ye Xuan believed that if he left this world one day, Underworld would continue to pass on its legacy even without his existence. This was the belief that a home would bring to all the members of Underworld.
That night, Ye Xuan stood alone under the moon and did not cultivate. When the sun rose the next day, a ray of morning light from the east shone on his face, causing him to smile and wake up from his contemplation.
Yesterday's uproar had passed and all the members of Underworld had woken up with a hangover. They did not mention last night's incident but the look in their eyes was different from before.
When they left, they took a deep look at the Azure Cloud Compound and imprinted Ye Xuan's image in their minds. Then, they once again turned into a group of vicious people to complete the mission that Ye Xuan had given them.
…
Jiangnan Airport.
A private jet was docked here. Fatso Huang and Zhuo Junting bowed to one side.
"Sir, why don't I accompany you to Moon God City? Although I can't help you much in terms of cultivation, I can save you from having to deal with some trivial matters," Fatso Huang said softly.
"Yes, sir. Fatso Huang is reliable. With him by your side, we can rest assured," Zhuo Junting advised.
Ye Xuan slowly shook his head and said, "Jiangnan is the headquarters of Underworld. I can only rest assured if the two of you are there. Wu Juexian's cultivation is comparable to a Golden Core Stage cultivator. The only ones who can make him disappear for no reason are these so-called gods. This Moon God in the west is the most suspicious. Even if you go with me, you won't be of much help."
Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Fatso Huang and Zhuo Junting also knew that this was the truth. These so-called gods were extremely powerful. They were just some mortals. If they really followed Ye Xuan to the west, they might become a burden to Ye Xuan.
When the two of them understood this, they stopped pleading with Ye Xuan. It was also at this time that Ye Xuan boarded the plane. The plane roared as it rushed into the sky and headed west.
…
In the boundless sea of sand, in the vast desert, the scorching sun shone on the land. From time to time, human skeletons could be seen lying in the sand.
Camels, off-road vehicles, and a large number of western people were traveling in the desert in various means of transportation.
In addition to these means of transportation, there were also people walking in the desert. The skin color of these westerners varied, but without exception, all of them looked extremely haggard. However, there was a hint of hope in their eyes, which made them hurry through the desert.
Logically speaking, this vast desert was extremely short of water. There were also natural dangers like sandstorms. From time to time, there would be Blood Soul Mutant Beasts lurking in the desert, ruthlessly devouring humans.
With all these factors added together, the chances of humans surviving were extremely slim. However, these Western humans still continued to head towards the depths of the desert in droves. This was because there was a holy city in the depths of the desert, and this holy city was called Moon God City.
As long as they could enter Moon God City, they would receive the protection of the Moon God and would never be slaughtered by the Blood Soul Mutant Beasts again. This was why so many westerners ignored their own safety and went into the desert.
Ye Xuan was dressed in black and had a pure oriental face. He was walking into the desert with the crowd, attracting the attention of many westerners.
Although there weren't many westerners in the desert, there were still some who could be seen. However, Ye Xuan, this oriental man, was too strange. Not only did he not take any means of transportation, but he also didn't carry any water with him. How did he survive walking in the desert for such a long time?
When this question filled the hearts of every westerner, the way they looked at Ye Xuan became even stranger.
"Hey, Brother Dongfang, do you want water? It's only thirty thousand dollars."
A white man with a rough build and a long and narrow scar on his face shouted at Ye Xuan. He was wearing camouflage clothes, with a military knife and a military pistol at his waist. There were also many water bags hanging on his back.
Unfortunately, Ye Xuan didn't even bother to look at this white man. He followed the crowd and walked forward, because he could already faintly see a vast city faintly discernible in the desert in front of him.
"F * ck, you d * mn oriental pig, I'm talking to you. Can't you hear me?"
The white man shook his head and clenched his fists and fingers together. An explosive sound came from his finger bones as he walked towards Ye Xuan. His gaze towards Ye Xuan was filled with greed.
"Oh, d * mn Ratov, are you trying to rob these oriental people again?" A black man laughed loudly, as if he could already foresee Ye Xuan's tragic end.
"Sigh, this oriental man is in trouble. The Holy City is right in front of him, but these mercenaries have their eyes on him. If he doesn't hand over his money, I'm afraid he'll die here." A white woman leaned in her husband's arms and looked at Ye Xuan with pity in her eyes.
"That's enough, Millis. This has nothing to do with us. These mercenaries originally lived in Moon God City. They travel back and forth in the desert every day just to rob these oriental people. Let's hurry up and leave," the white man warned in a low voice.
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