Within three days, I want that person's detailed information.

However, as soon as they entered the City of Villains, a man dressed in noble red robes appeared before Su Luo and his companions.

He greeted them politely.

"Welcome to the City of Villains. I am the city lord here, Huang Jiuyou."

Indeed, even the City of Villains had a city lord. His cultivation was at the peak of the Cave Void Realm, just one step away from the Great Ascension Realm.

Of course, taking that final step was no easy feat.

Though he was the city lord, he rarely showed his face and seldom managed the affairs of the City of Villains.

"Is there a reason for the city lord's visit?" Su Luo asked. According to the plot, it wasn’t yet time for him to appear.

"Oh, nothing much. I just came to introduce myself. You, Su Luo, have recently made a name for yourself in the demonic path, and Little Yu, the prodigy. By the way, may I ask how to address the person beside you?"

Most importantly, it was this unknown individual.

Earlier, Jiang Ningshu’s oppressive aura had startled Huang Jiuyou, prompting him to investigate which powerful figure had arrived.

He couldn’t afford any interference—his plans were nearly complete.

"What if I refuse to tell you?" Jiang Ningshu replied coolly.

Huang Jiuyou chuckled. "Nothing much. Just a casual question. No need to take it seriously."

If not for his uncertainty about Jiang Ningshu’s strength, Huang Jiuyou would have already taught them a lesson.

How dare they act so arrogantly in his territory?

"You seem displeased. That’s fine. If you have any grievances, feel free to come at me," Jiang Ningshu continued.

"Not at all. Well then, I wish you all a pleasant stay in the City of Villains."

With that, Huang Jiuyou vanished.

"Did my words affect your plans?"

"No need to worry. My affairs aren’t so easily derailed."

"That’s a relief."

"Still, maybe you should tone it down a little. I’m afraid you might end up destroying the entire City of Villains."

"It’s not that exaggerated."

Su Luo and his group continued forward.

Nearby, a bloody brawl was taking place. The onlookers showed no intention of intervening, instead cheering excitedly.

"Fight! Fight!"

"Tsk, that move was too slow and weak."

"Come on, place your bets! Who’ll win?"

The City of Villains had no rules restricting actions—as long as you had the strength, you could do whatever you pleased.

Thus, fights in the streets were a common sight.

But why would anyone come to such a chaotic place?

There were benefits, after all.

First, the city stood united against outsiders. Inside, you could do as you wished, but if the City of Villains was attacked, everyone would fight desperately to protect it.

Many who came here were people driven to desperation—fugitives, those hunted by enemies, or outcasts scorned by society...

The City of Villains became their last refuge, welcoming all who walked the demonic path without question.

No inquiries about origins, no judgments about past deeds.

Second, the city lord frequently hosted tournaments with incredibly rich rewards—rare herbs, treasures, anything one could desire.

This attracted countless individuals eager to test their luck.

Third, the city lord also maintained a library housing countless demonic cultivation techniques. Most were freely accessible, while a select few required completing tasks for the city lord to obtain.

This was immensely valuable.

And with new techniques learned from the library, one could simply test them out on random people in the streets. How convenient.

After wandering around for a while, Su Luo turned to his companions.

"Alright, I’ll take my leave now. What I need to do next isn’t suited for company."

"Fine."

The two of them found a place to stay.

Though troublemakers occasionally came looking for a fight, they only ended up seeking their own deaths.

......

Huang Jiuyou approached the gatekeeper and kicked him awake.

"Tell me, what happened earlier?"

Still dazed, the gatekeeper snapped to attention upon seeing Huang Jiuyou and recounted the events.

Huang Jiuyou’s expression darkened. Just an oppressive aura had been enough to knock the gatekeeper unconscious.

This was no ordinary person.

"Within three days, I want detailed information on that individual."

Gatekeeper: "......"

Are you talking to me?

Seriously, use your brain—how am I supposed to get her information in three days?!

Yet what he said aloud was: "Understood. I’ll do my best."

Sigh. What could he do? Huang Jiuyou was the city lord, and his strength was unmatched.

Huang Jiuyou nodded in satisfaction before leaving without another word.

Some time later, the gatekeeper turned to his subordinates.

"See that figure in black robes? I want her detailed information within two days."

What choice did they have but to obey?

But since they were unaware of the dangers, they investigated with reckless determination—even attempting to capture Jiang Ningshu for interrogation.

Unsurprisingly, they all met their demise.

......

Meanwhile, Su Luo arrived near a fighting arena, observing the combatants.

A referee announced, "Congratulations to Lei Shi for another victory! Are there any challengers?"

Lei Shi had already won 19 consecutive matches.

A smirk curled his lips. "Just one more win, and the Cloudgold Stone will be mine."

The rules of the arena were simple: after ten consecutive victories, one could claim a prize.

The more wins, the greater the reward.

Lei Shi’s goal was the Cloudgold Stone, reserved for 20 victories.

No one dared to throw matches—the prizes were provided by Huang Jiuyou, and cheating meant a gruesome death.

With no challengers stepping forward, Lei Shi grew anxious. What if no one came forward now?

The prize for 19 wins meant nothing to him.

The arena had a time limit—if no one challenged before it expired, the rewards would be finalized.

Su Luo spoke up. "I’ll do it."

Then he stepped onto the platform.

Lei Shi didn’t recognize Su Luo at first. Though Su Luo was famous, not everyone knew his face.

But even if he didn’t recognize him, he could sense Su Luo’s formidable presence.

The crowd, however, quickly identified Su Luo.

"That’s Su Luo, isn’t it? Didn’t expect him here."

"Not surprising. With the Heavenly Demon Sect gone, this is a logical place for him."

"Is the Demon God’s inheritance as powerful as the rumors say, or just hype?"

"I’ve heard he’s strong. Today, we’ll see for ourselves."

After hearing the murmurs, Lei Shi grew even more cautious. "So you’re Su Luo."

And that 20th victory was far too important—he couldn’t afford to lose now.

"Don’t be nervous. You’ll lose soon enough," Su Luo said arrogantly.

The act had begun.

Su Luo had come here specifically for Lei Shi.

Lei Shi was destined to become a core member of the new Heavenly Demon Sect, a key fighter in the future.

Lei Shi immediately launched his attack—once on the platform, the battle had already begun.

Currently, Su Luo displayed the strength of the mid-Cave Void Realm.

Lei Shi, however, was only at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm.

There was no way he could defeat Su Luo.

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