The Slave Organization's headquarters, named "The Top!" was operating as usual. Slaves carried out the tasks they were supposed to do, even if they didn't want to.
The Officers, assigned to keep an eye on them, were resting somewhere—too lazy to look after "pests."
Even the security unit stationed at the main gate was just lazing around. Some played cards, while others simply slept in their chairs.
In a small building beside the main metal gate, screams filled with agony could be heard. However, no one seemed surprised. Why would they be? This was just a normal occurrence here at the headquarters.
Nobody came here to the desolate lands, not even Spiritual Creatures, so the guards were not the least bit worried. Unfortunately, they couldn't leave their posts unless they wanted to face punishment.
A young man with a muscular build, standing easily at a height of seven feet, sat atop the metal gate, looking around.
His name was Jiu Long, and he was a newcomer, so he took his job more seriously than others, patrolling...with his eyes.
As he raised his head to look further north, already expecting to find nothing, he stopped. His eyes caught a figure walking toward them, with eyes burning like an infernal flame. Enjoy more content from m-v l'e-NovelFire
He narrowed his eyes, feeling a sense of danger from her. But knowing that his companions, including their leader, were there, he didn't fear anyone.
Especially since the incoming figure was alone.
He jumped down and landed outside the closed metal gate. The others paid little attention to his movements, too busy with their own business.
Jiu Long crossed his arms over his chest and waited. It didn't take long for the figure to come close as she walked toward him.
That was when Jiu Long finally saw who the figure was. With long crimson red hair flowing in the wind, a curvy figure, and dark, strange clothes, a young woman approached him.
At first, Jiu Long was wary as no normal person would dare come here alone. But when he noticed the woman's cultivation, a smirk appeared on his face.
Lust began to overtake his mind as he looked at the young woman greedily. He had been frustrated for days because their leader would bring many women everyday and promise them that he would the women to them after he was done with them.
However, his cruelty was too much, and none of the women survived a single day. Jiu Long was already frustrated listening to the moans and screams as their leader toyed with them, and all of them dying afterwards. He has not tasted a single women since he joined the post.
'Ah! It's good that I noticed her first. It was a good idea to keep a watch,' a malicious glint passed through his eyes as he licked his lips. 'I'll taste this girl alone!'
Afraid his companions might notice her, Jiu Long decided to move toward her. He kicked his feet against the floor and shot toward the young woman, who was still leisurely walking toward the headquarters.
Jiu Long landed right before her and opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he felt a light touch on his cheek. It was warm and comfortable...
As those last thoughts passed through his mind, his entire body lit up in bright crimson flames. The flames consumed his flesh, blood, everything—including his soul.
It happened so quickly that Jiu Long didn't even have time to scream before his body turned to dust.
That was all it took for a Mid-Stage Foundation Realm Cultivator to turn to dust.
"What a weakling~"
This time, screams filled the area, alerting everyone. They looked like human torches, trying to extinguish the flames by any means necessary, but they couldn't.
Xiao Lan was the Divine Phoenix in her past life, and using flames against her was the most foolish decision one could make. She had complete control over every flame, even those created by human Qi.
"This is getting a little boring."
Xiao Lan muttered and smiled. Gripping the skeleton tightly, she ignited it with her flames, causing crimson flames to burst from it.
She stretched her arm back slightly and hurled the flaming skeleton at the metal gate. It looked like a small meteor descending, ready to destroy anything in its path.
With a loud explosion, the metal gate was blasted off as smoke rose into the air and the ground shook.
Everyone on duty was already on the move when they heard the screams, and many were heading toward the gate, caught off guard when the gate was blasted open.
The metal gate was heavy, crushing many beneath its weight—or rather, parts of it. The gate itself was broken into many pieces after the explosion.
However, not everyone was caught up in the blast; only those at the Essence Gathering Realm or below failed to react in time. Higher-ups were still alive, boiling with anger.
A woman in her late fifties waved her hand, causing gusts of wind to form around her and slowly take the shape of a tornado.
The tornado cleared away the dust and dirt, also extinguishing the flames that had caught various parts of their small resting area.
They could finally see the destruction the explosion had caused, and what they saw made their blood run cold.
Many guards were dead, buried beneath the broken pieces of the metal gate. Parts of the wall were also blasted off, showing the power behind the attack.
All eyes instantly fell on the young woman, walking leisurely amidst the chaos she'd caused.
When they sensed her cultivation, a chill ran down their spines as they all had the same thought:
'How could an Early-Stage Foundation Realm cultivator cause this much damage?'
The walls and metal gate were engraved with defensive Rune Formations, and not just anyone could break them—not a Foundation Realm Cultivator, for certain.
However, they'd been proven wrong right before their eyes.
Xiao Lan stopped before a broken rock that had fallen from the wall and kicked it away, revealing a skeleton with only a torso remaining. Some of its skull was also missing, along with many other bones.
"You'll do for now!"
Xiao Lan picked it up once again and shouted.
"So, who wants to test this skeleton next? It's pretty powerful, you know."
As her words fell, everyone placed their hands on their weapons and readied their techniques. They shared glances and came to a decision.
'Kill her together!'