Chapter 432: Chapter 434: Hunting the Demon Lord
 

Luo Shaoyan was not particularly afraid of Yan Xu.

Yan Xu dared not fatally harm him.

But Zhu Minglang’s situation was different, without any significant backing, he could be severely punished by Yan Xu.

“I think you’re just coveting her beauty,” Zhu Minglang said.

“Her interest in you has nothing to do with me,” Luo Shaoyan replied.

At the Dragon Taming Banquets, the little queen gave Zhu Minglang an advance fee of one hundred thousand gold unprovoked—a blatant show of favor that Luo Shaoyan couldn’t even envy.

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The event officially began, and each participant would take a Yan Clan’s Pterosaur and scatter throughout Greyrock Mountain.

Greyrock Mountain was a territory of the Yan Clan with many quarries and some Slave Camps. The Yan Clan had a large number of slaves mining various veins in the Neon Sea, which was their biggest source of wealth.

The mountain was vast, with hundreds of small ridges, uplands, and slopes. While the guests indulged in fine food and wine during the event, the death-row prisoners had already been herded into Greyrock Mountain in succession, to run away freely.

However, few of them could really escape. Once chosen as prey, the Yan Clan would feed them a kind of insect egg daily, which could be controlled by a demon flute. As soon as the flute sounded, the evil insects would hatch and consume the inner organs of the person infested by the eggs.

These evil insects were extremely difficult to kill externally and impossible to expel. No matter what Cultivation Base the death row inmates had, once their stomachs were fed with such eggs, they could hardly escape their fated death.

The eggs also made the prisoners desperately crave water, causing them to constantly seek water to drink and frequently urinate.

Each hunter participating in the hunt was equipped with a beast dog, which was very sensitive to the special urine of these insects. This way, the hunters could track those death-row Demon Lords who fled into the mountains.

At a highland of withered grass on the mountain, several people in black were dragging a long chain toward the mountaintop. Leading them was Yan Xu, followed by his hound, Yan He.

Yan Xu participated in every hunting event, thoroughly enjoying the hunt.

Yan He also followed like a shadow, protecting Yan Xu, the young master, while acting like a sharp hawk, capturing the poisonous snakes that scurried about on the ground!

A tall and thin man with disheveled hair was shackled in chains, his face pale as paper but his lips a stark, vivid red, as if he had just consumed something raw, blood included.

“Xing Kun, do I need to repeat myself?” Yan Xu approached the murderous Demon Lord, asking coldly.

“Smash all his teeth, cut out his tongue, break all his bones, make sure he is still alive when you bring him to me, and then scrape all the flesh off his body…” The killer Xing Kun started to laugh, his teeth caked with fresh blood, a horrifying scarlet!

“I’ve given you the portrait. That person is called Zhu Minglang; as for the one with the surname Luo beside him, just break his legs, don’t kill him or it would cause me some trouble,” Yan Xu said.

“Young Master Yan Xu, may I say something in front of you?” the killer Xing Kun asked.

“Speak.”

“Actually, Young Master Yan Xu, you’re no different from someone like me. I guess the number of people who’ve died at your hands is no less than those I’ve killed. The only difference is, you, Yan Xu, were born into a good family,” Xing Kun said sarcastically.

“Heh, you’re right, but I never need to dirty my hands when I kill,” Yan Xu replied indifferently to Xing Kun’s words.

“You’d better find him before us and bring him to us. Otherwise, you hold no value to us,” Yan He said.

“Keeping a live captive is not really my style, but since it’s an order from Young Master Yan Xu, I will try my best to comply,” Xing Kun said.

“We will have someone report his location to you, just stay alert on your own.”

“I heard that many students from the Dragon Taming High Court are participating in this hunt, young and charming…” Xing Kun licked his lips, his tongue sharp as a snake’s.

“Just make sure you do what I’ve asked of you, and you might stand a chance to stay alive,” Yan Xu said.

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The mountains were towering and remote, with grey rock fragments scattered haphazardly across the ground.

There weren’t many trees. The terrain of Greyrock Mountain was not very steep, but it was exceptionally wide. Most of it consisted of land that gradually rose to higher elevations, giving the impression of being quite flat at a glance.

A large Pterosaur landed on this flat terrain, and a Yan Clan guard dressed in black took a few deliberate looks at Zhu Minglang before mounting the Pterosaur and flying into the sky.

Zhu Minglang glanced at Luo Shaoyan and then at Little Queen Jingyun, who was dressed like a female student, with a look of helplessness.

“So, little sister Jingyun, you have a master from the royal court secretly protecting you, truly fitting for the Little Queen of Xia Yu. Even in disguise, you have experts accompanying you without appearing before the common folk,” Luo Shaoyan commented.

“I didn’t bring any masters. Wasn’t it you who said you could protect me? So I shook off my guards and slipped away secretly,” Queen Jingyun said with a smile.

Only like this it felt real. If guards were always following, all experiences would become dull and tasteless.

“Impossible, knowing Yan Xu’s character, he will definitely seize this opportunity to hunt us. Without guards, aren’t we going to be doomed by Yan Xu?” Luo Shaoyan exclaimed, his eyes wide.

“But we have him, and he’s very powerful… um, probably,” Little Queen Jingyun pointed at Zhu Minglang and said.

“If we had to deal with Yan Xu directly, we wouldn’t be scared, but the problem is Yan Xu has his dogs. And those dogs of his are especially vicious. Oh no, it’s all over for us; we’re going to be the ones hunted,” Luo Shaoyan said with a face full of dread.

“We’re already here, let’s not worry about that now. Let’s quickly find some prey. When I was flying over here on the Pterosaur, I saw some rudimentary tribes and some cooking smoke. It seems Greyrock Mountain isn’t only home to us hunters and death row Demon Lords,” Zhu Minglang declared.

“Greyrock Mountain is a stone mine, with mine tunnels and quarries. It seems the slave tribes who work the mines also reside here,” Luo Shaoyan explained.

“There are slave tribes living here?? So those defenseless people are nothing but playthings for those Demon Lords?” Jingyun said in surprise.

“That’s the Yan Clan for you. In their eyes, slaves are no different from livestock. They don’t chase the slaves away because they want to provide some fun for those murderous fiends and death row inmates, to stir up their violent and brutal nature. This makes it more entertaining for those nobles who relish such primitive excitement,” Luo Shaoyan explained.

The Yan Clan’s cruel rule had long been notorious in the Neon Sea.

It was no wonder Great Tutor Lin Zhao was scheming to expose and overthrow them.

“Woof!!!!!”

Just then, the Yellow Beast Dog next to them suddenly started barking furiously as if it had smelled something, and ran towards the hills ahead.

“Let’s follow it,” Zhu Minglang said, taking the lead.

“Could it be a Demon Lord?” Jingyun’s eyes also lit up immediately.

It seemed being on scene really was different!