As a demon cultivator, it makes sense to be cruel!

"Come in!"

A young man's voice came from the attic, and then the door opened automatically.

When Yan Shikuang saw the door open, he gritted his teeth and walked in. He saw a young man in black robes sitting cross-legged in the attic, meditating. Around the young man in black robes were piles of mummies dressed in palace maids' costumes.

Each mummy showed fear on its face, and its entire face was extremely distorted. It was obvious that it had endured inhuman torture during its lifetime.

"I wonder what Emperor Yan wants from me?"

The young man in black robe who was sitting cross-legged and meditating opened his gray pupils and looked at Yan Shikuang with a displeased face.

"Master Wu, my son was killed in the Prime Minister's Mansion by an immortal master who claimed to be from the Yin Demon Sect. I would like to ask you to take action to avenge my son!'

Yan Shikuang lowered his head, not daring to look into the eyes of the young man in black robes, and said with a trembling voice.

"oh!'

"Emperor Yan, you ask me to deal with fellow monks, how brave you are!"

When Yan Shikuang heard what the young man in black robe said, he was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, his whole body pressed against a mummy, and the hollow eyes of the mummy were looking directly into his eyes.

"what!"

Yan Shikuang was so frightened that he ejected from the mummy, screaming in horror.

The young man in black robe looked at Emperor Yan with a sneer, looking very interested.

After more than ten breaths, Yan Shikuang finally recovered from his panic, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said to the young man in black robe with some embarrassment:

"Let Wu Xianshi laugh. Since Wu Xianshi doesn't plan to take action, then forget it."

The young man in black robe rolled his eyes and said: "Who said I don't plan to take action? It's not impossible for me to deal with my fellow disciples. I have to pay more!"

Yan Shikuang was slightly startled when he heard this, and then his old face turned into a chrysanthemum smile.

"I wonder what Master Wu Xian wants?"

‘I will tell them to go down and prepare. "

Yan Shikuang looked at the young man in black robe with some anxiety, fearing that he would make a big noise.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

"Emperor Yan, you just need to get a thousand virgins for me. Remember, they can only be girls, and hey hey hey!"

"Give me your Imperial Concubine Yun to play with for a few days to vent your anger. I've been getting a little angry lately during my training."

The corners of the young man's mouth in black robes raised slightly, he looked at Yan Shikuang with a smile and said.

"Yes, Master Wu Xian, I will give you the instructions right away."

On the surface, Yan Shikuang respectfully agreed to the young man in black robes, as if nothing happened, but in his heart he was already furious. Who could bear to have his woman played with by others, let alone the emperor of the Yan Kingdom.

Although he wanted to rush forward and kill the young man in black robes with a knife, Yan Shikuang knew that even with all the strength of the Yan Kingdom, he could not deal with the immortal cultivator.

"In order to avoid being sent by the sect to guard the spirit stone mines in the Misty Hidden Mountains, my grandfather brought a lot of spirit stones to the Inner Sect Hall."

"I wonder if the Yin Demon Sect monks in the Prime Minister's Mansion also came here to avoid the sect's signs. If so, they just happened to kill him to obtain the resources from this person."

"The resources I brought out in the three years since I came to the secular world have been exhausted, and now I don't dare to return to the Yin Demon Sect to replenish resources. As a result, I can only practice by sucking the blood of girls, which greatly affects my cultivation speed."

Looking at Yan Shikuang's leaving figure, the young man in black robe murmured.

This black-robed monk is named Wu De, who is at the twelfth level of Qi Refining. He is the grandson of a deacon in the inner sect who has reached the end of his longevity and is in the early stages of foundation building. He fled to the Yan Kingdom Palace three years ago to avoid signs from the sect.

Fang Han, who was practicing in the Prime Minister's Mansion at this time, didn't know that a fellow disciple was trying to figure him out.

On the other side, in the magnificent hall.

"Zhao Chengye, go and pass on my decree and dispatch the Black Armored Army of Luofengcheng Military Camp to search for a thousand girls in the city. Remember, they must be virgins."

On the dragon chair, Yan Shikuang looked at the eunuch in purple kneeling below and said majestically.

"Your Majesty, think twice!"

"This will arouse public outrage and affect your reputation."

"Shut up, just do as I say, why is there all this nonsense!"

Yan Shikuang's anger, which he had accumulated at the young man in black robe, suddenly burst out when he saw that the old eunuch dared to disobey his will.

"Old slave deserves to die, old slave deserves to die!"

"Your Majesty, this old slave will do it now."

The purple-clothed eunuch kneeling below was so frightened that his face turned pale when he saw Yan Shikuang getting angry. He kowtowed and begged for mercy for fear of being executed by the furious Emperor Yan.

"Go away quickly, I only give you half a day. If you don't finish it within half a day, I will wait to kill the Nine Clans!"

Seeing that the old eunuch agreed, Yan Shikuang calmed down and said coldly.

After the old eunuch left, Yan Shikuang slapped the armrest of the dragon chair with his palm, and then walked towards the harem.

"Slave, please pay homage to Your Majesty!"

Outside an elegant pavilion, two palace maids who were tending flowers and plants saw Yan Shikuang approaching in dragon robes and hurriedly knelt down to salute.

"Is Concubine Yun in Lanxin Pavilion?"

Yan Shikuang said to the kneeling palace maid.

"Back to Your Majesty, Concubine Yun is resting in Lanxin Pavilion."

One of the kneeling maids answered cautiously.

Hearing this, Yan Shikuang waved to the palace maid, and the palace maid bowed to Yan Shikuang again and left with her head lowered.

After knowing that Concubine Yun was resting in Lanxin Pavilion, Yan Shikuang walked directly to Lanxin Pavilion in front.

When he arrived at the door of Lanxin Pavilion, Yan Shikuang did not open the door directly, but hesitated for a moment, and finally pushed the door open with a long sigh.

After entering Lanxin Pavilion, Yan Shikuang went straight to the bedroom. The furnishings in the bedroom were clean and tidy. On a bed made of white jade, a beautiful woman was sleeping with her eyes closed.

As if she sensed someone coming, the woman on the jade bed was awakened from her deep sleep.

"His Majesty!"

"Concubine, please..."

When the woman discovered that the visitor was Yan Shikuang, she stood up to pay her respects, but was pushed back by a withered hand.

"Concubine Yun, there is no need to salute!"

Yan Shikuang looked at the woman with a hint of guilt in his eyes.

This woman's name is Yunyao, and she is the favorite concubine among the three thousand beauties in Yan Shikuang's harem.

"Your Majesty, when you look at me like this, do you have anything you want to say to me?"

Yunyao was very smart and could tell at a glance that Yan Shikuang had something to say.

"My beloved concubine, I...I want to lend you to someone else for a few days."

Yan Shikuang looked out the window and said with a somewhat lonely tone.

"Surprisingly, His Majesty dared not disobey his concubine when he opened his mouth."

Yunyao agreed calmly, because she was disgusted with Yan Shikuang, an old man in his 60s. If Yan Shikuang hadn't threatened the lives of her whole family, Yunyao would have committed suicide by taking poison.

When Yan Shikuang saw Yunyao agreeing so happily, he was very angry and directly raised his palm and slapped Yunyao's pretty pink face.

Yunyao was suddenly slapped down on the bed, and five finger prints quickly appeared on her pretty face.

"Yunyao, you bitch, do you know how much I love you? If you had resisted just a little bit, I wouldn't have done so."

When Yan Shikuang thought that the woman he loved most was about to be played with by others, he felt green above his head. He couldn't deal with the young man in black robe, so he vented his anger on Yunyao, who was about to cuckold him.

"Woooooo!"

"Please let me go home."

The courtyard where the young man in black robe was was already crowded with young girls, their hands and feet being chained.

More than a dozen sergeants in black armor and holding long swords stared fiercely at the girls in the courtyard. The girls whose hands and feet were chained were leaning on each other and crying softly.