The Queen Of The Dark
TQOTD Chapter LXXVIII [Asking for 2,000 slaves]

An hour later, the two had reached the residence of Crown Princess Huo Chyou.

The flowers on the flower facet did not make Prince Yun Fengyin feel flowered, his heart felt cold as snow outside the residence. He displayed a sour expression, what about picking up King Kangjian Yun! His father was apparently in a meeting with the Emperor about the trade and was likely to come home the night, he was now like a prisoner being poured tea by the captive. Although he was seen sitting straight, but under the table his feet were moving itchy as if he wanted to leave the residence.

“This sweet cake is very delicious, try gege taste,” Crown Princess Huo Chyou intends to feed.

Prince Yun Fengyin's right hand tried to restrain Huo Chyou's movements, “all right, all right... I will taste,” he said as he took the cake from the hands of the person next to him, he did not want to be fed. Even the prelude of blowing on the cake several times, it was like he had picked up a falling meal and was about to be eaten.

“How?”

“I do not like to eat foods that are too sweet,” cakes that were originally sweet suddenly become bitter on the tongue, both eyes watery resist vomiting. A flash of disdain moved as Crown Princess Huo Chyou moved, repeatedly scrambling to pour tea from the pot for her cup. Curiosity rules the recesses of his heart, how could there be such an insensitive woman like Huo Chyou?

Crown Princess Huo Chyou still has a burning spirit, his taste like a great blazing fire, “then, there may be dishes in the palace kitchen that match the taste of gege.”

“Do not! I'm already full,” Prince Yun Fengyin again prevents.

Unlike the conditions in the golden stork inn, Yue Liang Zhi was now sitting casually in the To Mu room. His two faced each other, he had unleashed the most prominent momentum to shake the soul of the interlocutor. The atmosphere of the room was a little tense, apparently the request from him had managed to melt To Mu's calm.

“What are you asking for 2,000 slaves from the Huo Empire region?” To Mu gave a serious look.

“Making an army dare to die,” Yue Liang Zhi is still calm, she is leaning on a chair that has a red coat of hers, “so... How long will it take uncle to prepare my order? Uncle To Mu take it easy, I will pay with a second grade pill, each bottle contains five pills and the purity level is 100%. How, uncle must be interested, right?”

Yes, Yue Liag Zhi deliberately requested 2,000 slaves from the territory of Huo Empire, she intended to form an army of daring to die as well as a large family. Since modern times, he has always treated all his honest and competent people as his own family. Why should a child? Because the slaves must have been treated badly, had the ambition to be free even to take revenge, persevering and not giving up easily. It was a suitable criterion to form a death-defying army that would attack the Huo Empire, Emperor Huo Linzi himself would definitely not have expected to have formed the nature of the monster within the slave.

To Mu flinched, the army dared to die? Second grade pills? This is a fortune-tipped looting, “I will prepare within two weeks, but I have to drive them all where? And for pil—” he made sure that it was not his ears that were troubled to hear the tier of the pill.

“Send to the golden stork auction house in Lan Kingdom, we all intend to enter the Qinglong sect. For pills, uncle need not worry because I will pay upfront,” Yue Liang Zhi took out a space ring on To Mu.

To Mu's outstretched hand confirmed the ring, not many space rings existed in the underworld, now that the statement seemed to have been broken by Yue Liang Zhi. To Mu's eyes were closed and started to flow qi, he was surprised to see hundreds of pill bottles inside the space ring, “there are hundreds of pill bottles! Oh Dewa, the golden stork auction house will advance,” he cheered happily.

As soon as Yue Liang Zhi walked out of To Mu's room, she only realized that the sunlight had disappeared from sight. His feet slowly descended the stairs, his eyes catching the figure Prince Yun Fengyin had returned with King Langjian Yun, both of them sitting with Bai Yun and Lei Hu at the most corner table of the room. Prince Yun Fengyin's face looked tangled like clothes, a face pale as his inner being had been depressed.

“It's back,” Yue Liang Zhi is making small talk while pulling up a chair.

“Ya,” replied Prince Yun Fengyin briefly, densely and classily.

“Why again? Ck, bad things must have happened,” Yue Liang Zhi said after downing the water in the bottle.

Bai Yun nodded, “we got word from Yelu Yun that Emperor Huo intended to bring Fengyin closer to Huo Chyou.”

Yue Liang Zhi had a trace of surprise, she gave a sympathetic look, “he made his daughter by herself as bait, indeed a very good father. Then, his own gege feeling on Chyou has some kind of liking?”

“No and Never,” Prince Yun Fengyin's face grew tangled, he glanced at Lei Hu's wiggly finger that would pick up the sweetbread on the table, “aaaaaaaa...,” mouth wide open sign want to be fed.

Sweet bread hanging in the air, “..” Lei Hu ignored Prince Yun Fengyin's voice, the finger of his right hand slowly drawing closer towards his own lips intending to chew the sweet bread.

“Aaaa....,” Prince Yun Fengyin's expression became clear, Lei Hu sighed resignedly and finally stuffed the bread into Prince Yun Fengyin's mouth.

Everyone felt that the spoiled appearance of Prince Yun Fengyin was a mediocre thing, but who of them knew that a few hours ago the Prince of Yun West said he did not like sweet food?

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Today was the next round of the examination to enter the sect, the spectator bench was increasing from before. Crown Princess Huo Chyou's sharp gaze had pierced some of the women who looked at Prince Yun Fengyin with an adoring look, while being viewed as only indifferent while lightly talking with Yue Liang Zhi, who was not very happy, crown Princess Huo's soul even wanted to fly and strangle the beauty next to Prince Yun Fengyin.

Yue Liang Zhi smiled sinisterly looking at the dashing green and red colors on Huo Chyou's face, she drew closer towards Yun Fengyin and added the sweet smile spice. Crown Princess Huo Chyou's fingernails had been stuck in the flesh, an aura of hatred overflowing with time.

Elder Yuwen Yue walked to the center of the stage, the top “50 rankings would fight one-on-one until leaving 25 cultivators, for the lottery numbers would be randomized inside this box, as well,” he said while popping up a box from qiankun bag, the box contains the registration number of the participants.