Chapter 216: Moliduo

The sun hid below the horizon, nightfall slowly descended.

In the night, the distant towering Yihe City was like a black giant.

Damn, I can't get into the city today.

He glanced at the distant city, Moliduo cursed silently in his heart.

He raised the whip in his hand and, with a crack, lashed it at the human female cultivator beside him.

The female cultivator's hands were bound behind her back. Her clothes were torn, exposing patches of snow-white, tender skin.

The whip struck the female cultivator, leaving a deep bloodstain on her snow-white skin.

The female cultivator gave a soft hum, clenched her teeth, and did not moan.

Moliduo licked his black lips, revealing a mouthful of pitch-black teeth.

This human female cultivator has a beautiful appearance, fair and tender skin, and an alluring figure; she would surely fetch a good price on the market.

This time, I brought people and captured eight human cultivators.

Human cultivators are hot commodities in the slave market.

Each human cultivator fetches at least three hundred low-grade magic stones; eight human cultivators can sell for at least two thousand four hundred low-grade magic stones.

Give each subordinate two hundred, and I can still keep over a thousand for myself.

Over a thousand low-grade magic stones are enough for me to cultivate for a while.

I am currently a tenth-rank demon cultivator, only a short step away from Demon Lord rank.

As long as I capture more prisoners, I can exchange them for more magic stones.

As long as I have enough magic stones, I can advance to Demon Lord rank within a few years.

In the demon army, a Demon Lord counts as a mid-level rank, with considerable power and good treatment.

Once I become a Demon Lord, I will definitely capture more human female cultivators for my pleasure.

Moliduo lingered on the female cultivator's chest for a moment, then raised his whip again.

Just then, a few wolf howls suddenly came from the distance.

Immediately after, the silhouettes of three demon wolves appeared in Moliduo's field of view.

Three Demon Lords?

Moliduo put down his whip, driving the prisoners to stop at the roadside.

I hope the Demon Lord is in a good mood!

I hope the Demon Lord doesn't take a liking to these prisoners!

The three demon wolves were very fast; before long they arrived before Moliduo.

Moliduo lowered his head, sizing them up furtively with the corner of his eye.

On the demon wolves sat three Demon Lords; looking at their faces, they were exactly the three he had met that morning.

Behind the demon wolves followed a frail human, apparently a slave of one of the Lords.

Moliduo secretly let out a sigh of relief.

He secretly felt pleased in his heart.

These three Demon Lords are of decent character; they didn't seize my slaves this morning, so they probably won't now either.

The three wolves and four people kicked up a cloud of dust, swiftly passing by Moliduo's side.

On the demon wolf's back, Zhang Xingyu's eyes narrowed.

He patted the wolf's back, and the demon wolf stopped.

"You, come over!"

Zhang Xingyu curled his finger at Moliduo.

Seeing this, Moliduo hurriedly ran forward to Zhang Xingyu.

"Demon Lord!"

Moliduo nodded and bowed, while secretly guessing in his heart.

Is this Demon Lord taken with the beautiful female cultivator inside?

If that's the case, then I can only bear the pain and let go.

What a pity, such a beauty is a hot commodity in the slave market.

What a pity, my beauty! What a pity, my magic stones!

Zhang Xingyu asked expressionlessly: "What's your name, and where did you capture these humans?"

"I am Moliduo, I captured these human cultivators near Snow Peak No. 4!"

Zhang Xingyu nodded, praising: "Oh, not bad. Call your subordinates over; I, the Lord, will reward you!"

Moliduo was overjoyed in his heart.

This Demon Lord is truly a good person; other Demon Lords, upon seeing human captives, usually demand them by force.

This Demon Lord not only doesn't seize them, but also wants to reward everyone.

Good Demon Lord! Good Lord!

Moliduo hurriedly called his few subordinates over.

They straightened their chests and stood in a straight line before Zhang Xingyu.

Seeing them lined up, Zhang Xingyu then slowly called out softly: "Go!"

Words spoken, sword follows!

A flash of white sword light passed, and Moliduo and his subordinates were severed head from body.

At the moment their heads rolled to the ground, their faces still bore smiles, their eyes still wrote hope and gratitude.

Zhang Xingyu jumped off the wolf's back and quickly walked toward Moliduo's corpse.

In the astonished gazes of the crowd, he once again became a corpse‑handler.

Soon, he pulled out a crescent‑shaped key from a monster bag full of magic power.

This key is called a magic‑lock key, a special tool for unlocking magic locks.

After capturing human prisoners, demons usually place a magic lock on them to imprison and strip away their inner spiritual power.

The prisoners wore a palm‑sized black stone lock on their necks—that was the magic lock.

After a quarter hour, the magic locks on the prisoners' necks were removed one by one.

The beautiful female cultivator regained her freedom, but her face showed no joy.

She had heard that powerful demons usually do not like to put magic locks on prisoners.

They prefer to let prisoners resist, making the torture more cruel and more amusing.

By torturing them into submission, they make prisoners lose any will to resist.

"Demon! Kill me if you want—I, the elder sister, will never submit to you!"

The female cultivator shouted.

Zhang Xingyu smiled, turned, and walked toward Nanqi Yun.

"Lieutenant Colonel, do you still have any magic discs? Contribute a few so they can pose as demons and escape back from here?"

Nanqi Yun nodded and took out several magic discs from his storage ring.

His eyes still retained a hint of reluctance.

Zhang Xingyu scornfully said, "Lieutenant Colonel, it's just a few magic discs—must you be so stingy? When we return to our camp, I'll have someone make a few to repay you."

Nanqi Yun gave no reply.

He held the magic discs and came before the prisoners.

He carefully stroked the magic discs, as if bidding them farewell.

Zhang Xingyu examined the magic discs closely and discovered that each bore a person's name.

"This magic disc was used by Xiao Wu—please cherish it!"

Nanqi Yun handed a magic disc to a prisoner while softly urging.

"This magic disc was used by Da Tou—please cherish it!"

"This magic disc was used by Hei Zi—please cherish it!"

After distribution, he briefly explained how to use the magic discs.

At that point, the prisoners realized they had not encountered a high‑ranking demon, but a fellow human comrade.

"These flying swords were also used by my comrades—take one each!"

After handing out the magic discs, Nanqi Yun gave each prisoner a flying sword.

"Lieutenant Colonel, give Bai Ping a magic sword and a magic disc as well!"

Zhang Xingyu said to Nanqi Yun.

He turned his head and said to Bai Ping: "Bai Ping, we are going on a secret mission; we may not be able to escort you back. Go back with these comrades. Hope we can meet again in Nanhua Cheng after the war."

Bai Ping silently reached out and took it.

"Zhang Xingyu, see you in Nanhua Cheng!"