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Chapter 1056: Searching for the Son of the Horned Demon Emperor

The Demonic Rock Clan monk Kuoyan did not stay in Zi Shi City for too long. He left after patrolling and continued to patrol the surrounding areas.

Jiang Ding was observing silently in his soul.

He discovered many advantages of the Demon Rock Clan.

He is very meticulous and can easily tell whether the slaves in each area are doing their best, which slaves can be further exploited, which slaves have been exploited to the limit, and which slaves have too low output and need to be eliminated and replaced...

This monk from the Demonic Rock Clan named Kuoyan can handle all these things efficiently.

'A fine race.'

'After killing all the blood-debted members of the Moyan tribe, some should be left behind to increase the diversity of the Xiandao race.'

Jiang Ding subconsciously thought from the perspective of the Lord of Beiyuan.

However, he actually has no say in this matter.

The immortal sect implements a harsh and closed immigration policy. These talented people among the myriad races are expected to be recruited by the eight major immortal sects to increase their strength.

Fortunately, the enhancement is not too much.

The talents of all races are restricted to the level below the Refinement Realm, and only a few are allowed to advance to the Refinement Realm. Their fate is bound to be puppets or clones. In the short term, it should not affect the power comparison between the Immortal Gates and the Immortal Sects.

Kuoyan patrolled outside for several years and returned to the ancient city of Moyan through the teleportation array.

'very good. ’

"The distance between me and the Emperor's son has shortened a little bit..."

Jiang Ding estimated for a moment.

This is the secret lurking technique of Shadow Demon Abyss, using human souls as armor and shielding. It is countless times safer than simply hiding in the void to travel, and there is no need to face layers of detection and guards.

The ancient city of Moyan is located on a fourth-grade superior spiritual vein and is the core of an area of ​​more than 100,000 miles in radius.

After Kuoyan returned here, he walked non-stop towards a high mountain, where he met his father, a general-level monk of the Moyan clan, who was also the deputy city lord of the Moyan Ancient City.

The real lord of the city is naturally a general from the Horned Demon Emperor clan.

It is like this everywhere. Any position of some value is occupied by a monk from the Horned Demon Emperor clan. All the slave clan monks obey them and serve them.

Through this monk from the Horned Demon Emperor clan, the distance between him and the Emperor's son can be narrowed again.

These things are not coincidences.

When Jiang Ding decided to lurk in Zhenshan Sect, he had already seen these networks and could activate them when necessary to obtain what he needed.

"Father, I..."

Kuoyan narrated his experiences one by one and how he handled the affairs of each slave tribe.

His father constantly gave him guidance, corrections, and comments on what he did, telling him how to do better.

These things are more important to the Moyan Clan than strength.

The reason for their existence is to serve as slaves of Emperor Yanshi, doing all kinds of chores for the emperor and gaining his favor.

"Father, over at Lingjing Lake, the blood demon seems to be dead, but in fact, he may not be dead."

Kuoyan hesitated for a moment: "Should we report this to the King and ask him to uproot these blood demons? Otherwise, they will appear every few decades and may cause disaster."

"No."

The Demonic Rock Monk, who was as tall as a mountain, shook his head.

"If we report it to the king, it will be our dereliction of duty. Once my father and I fail in our duty, our position in the clan will be immediately replaced by someone else."

"The kings of the clan usually receive the kings of the imperial clan and obey the orders of the kings of the imperial clan, the orders of the emperor and the emperor's bloodline, plus their own cultivation, so they are already very busy and don't have much free time every day."

"If we continue to bother them, it will easily provoke the king's wrath."

It is not easy for the slave tribe to reach the highest ninth level.

"But……"

Kuoyan was still a little worried.

"No buts." The mountain-like Demon Rock Monk slowly said, "The Blood Demon inheritance is everywhere. Even if a disaster breaks out, it won't happen here. It's not that coincidental."

"The Blood Demon Rebellion is happening everywhere, why didn't anyone report it?"

“Because it’s been dealt with.”

"The blood demon is difficult to eradicate, and everyone knows this. Five or six hundred years ago, many kings had already cleared it out once. How could you be so virtuous and capable that you could drive many kings to clear it out again in such a short time?"

“Don’t think too highly of yourself.”

"Yes, father."

Kuoyan's heart shuddered.

The father and son talked about cultivation for a while, and then Kuoyan bowed and took his leave.

The monks of the Demon Rock Clan, who were as tall as a mountain, continued to practice.

Many lights are flowing in the soul.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that he should go meet the city lord and report to him what had happened in Moyan Ancient City during this period.

This is very reasonable and there is nothing strange about it.

He would do this every once in a while, even if the other party was devoted to cultivation and never asked proactively.

This is the duty of the Moyan people.

……

……

Many coincidences,
Lots of jumps.

Unknowingly, several years later, a cultivator from the Horned Demon Emperor clan named Jiao Yan appeared in the center of the Demon Stone Realm, near the Fire Stone Emperor City.

He looked at the Fire Stone Imperial City in the distance, which was among the clouds and volcanic clouds, and he showed a look of awe.

Jiao Yan is a general-level monk from the Jiaomo clan.

He was born into the family of Emperor Yanshi. There was a flame pattern on the horn between his eyebrows. He was a side branch of the family. His ancestors many generations ago were brothers of Emperor Yanshi's ancestors, and they were also of the imperial bloodline at that time.

But that's all in the past.

The imperial bloodline of his branch is no longer prominent. If there is no breakthrough or mutation in the bloodline of a peerless genius, he may always have the bloodline of a noble family. The best he can achieve in his life is to become a king, and it will be impossible for him to go any further.

Of course, that's good enough.

Even within the Horned Demon Emperor clan, his branch is at the upper level, and the legacy of his ancestors has not yet been exhausted.

Jiao Yan came here to seek an opportunity to break through to the late general level. He was somewhat confident because his mother was once the maid of Emperor Yanhua.

In his soul, a dark light flashed, and then he fell into complete silence.

'Firestone Imperial City...'

'Will the Emperor live here?'

Jiang Ding was thinking in his heart.

'No, generally speaking, no. The Small Thousand Worlds are too small for the Void Refining Beings. The Void Refining Beings usually live outside the Small Thousand Worlds, gathering the spiritual energy of multiple worlds for cultivation, or live in the Middle Thousand Worlds of the Horned Demon Emperor Clan, the Horned Demon Realm. That is the place that the Void Refining Cultivators desire.'

'The 'small spiritual world' of the eight great immortal sects is a poor imitation of the middle thousand worlds.'

"However, there must be the will of the Great Emperor and many means at work here."

'These things are very sharp.'

Jiang Ding no longer dared to stay awake.

He activated the secret technique of Shadow Demon Abyss, putting himself into a deep sleep, reducing his breath to the greatest extent, leaving only the last bit of inspiration to figure out a way to escape.

He will not wake up until he truly meets the Emperor's son, the Emperor's son outside the Fire Stone Imperial City.

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