Qiu Xieren floated aimlessly, gazing at the stares of awe of the common people and also of beginner cultivators below him.
He was put into this world, or rather the universe by an all powerful entity that went by "The Primordial". The so-called Primordial had the face of a harmless old man that even he felt pity, Xieren doesn't remember much of the details but he knew that the face was just a trick to get him to do so...
While Xieren had no recollection of his life prior to this incident, he knew he had one way or the other, passed onto the afterlife and met with God or rather... the Primordial. He was then reminded of the deal he had with the entity and smiled wryly, but luckily no-one saw his face which had been molded to perfection as his cultivation rose to very high levels, a common phenomenon that occurs to every cultivator once they reach a certain point.
"Master... please return back to the manor, Lord Patriarch is worried!" Xieren heard a distressed feminine voice from behind him and scrunched his face up in annoyance.
'Ughh... that fellow... knowing him, he's probably going to brag about me Infront of his colleagues and friends...' He groaned and turned around to see the most beautiful woman in the entire city he lived in and the lands beyond...
She had long silky straight jet black hair tied into a bun and was adorned in red clothing and lamellar armor made of metal plates, she resembled that of a female warrior and also carried a halberd with her.
"Is it just me or are you looking very beautiful today, Mei?" Xieren asked her with an innocent smile which would've made half of the city population to go crazy and the other half to get envious...
"Young master, there is no time to play games... Lord Patriarch calls you back!" Mei said as seriously as she could, but the light flush on her face proved otherwise to Xieren.
"But I don't want to go..." He complained and fell on the roof top of a building dramatically.
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"fine I'll come alright?! just let me look around the city..." He moaned in annoyance while Mei smiled brightly.
"I shall inform his Lordship, good-bye Young master!" She waved her hand and left in a swirl of wind, as if she wasn't even real, there was no trace of her anywhere...
"Hmm... Saint Duke realm... middle stage..." Xieren smirked and closed his eyes.
His observation skills were top notch and if someone were to trace back, they would not be able to find anything... a very useful tool for perverts!
"*cough* why did I even think that?" he mumbled and spread his Qi further into the city, the sky, the land and the underground, nothing was left unsearched...
It wasn't even a few minutes into his observatory time that he felt a very ominous feeling in his gut as he felt the urge to go closer and check up on what was so wrong...
'It comes from the slums... roughly ten metres underground...' Xieren then vanished, unlike Mei who had a swirl of wind, he just simply vanished into thin air.
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"I have to admit... these midget meatbags are the best of the best... all of them have gifted bodies! but the best one is that little girl! She has a Void body... not even the Empire knows of this!" A masked man stated gleefully.
The other men around him licked their lips in anticipation.
"plus... she's a really beauty! she maybe too small for our tastes but just looking at her gets my blood boiling!" Another one said.
Suddenly, the room collapsed, the roof had caved in creating dust and debris that spread across the secret underground building...
"Hello cultivators, This one is called Qiu Xieren!" Xieren shouted as his hands glowed in yellow light illuminating most of the room allowing him to see where exactly he landed.
"F@#K!" A masked man screamed in pain, his eye had been bludgeoned by a piece of rock, he was wriggling in pain as Xieren shrugged.
"Oops... uhh... things happens sometimes... you just have to learn to deal with it" He said with a mocking smile.
"F@#K YOU AND YOUR MOTHER, MY EYE!!" The man hollered in pain.
"It can't be that bad right? Aren't you a cultivator?" Xieren smirked.
"I'M A DEMONIC CUL- SHIT!!" The man realising he was played cursed out loud... not that he wasn't to begin with.
"Demonic cultivators huh? I have heard you people have very sensitive bodies... and it seems to be true" Xieren said and clapped his palms together creating bolts of lightning that buzzed and shot out violently, killing all demonic cultivators in the vicinity.
"h-how... are you... so... strong...?" A charred cultivator groaned and fell flat on the floor, face first, dead.
"That wasn't even 10% of my power... everyone is so pathetically weak here... or I'm just too strong..." Xieren then laughed comically and slowly walked downstairs that led him to the area where he felt the ominous feeling...
He heard muffled noises coming from the celled rooms that were on either side of the pathway and sighed, everything was dimly lit and quiet, he loved every second of it.
"help will come..." He commented and stopped Infront of a massive wooden door.
The door was reinforced with iron and had engravings of skulls, devils, rituals and what not.
"This is so... heavy metal" He then raised his leg and grunted as he kicked the door that came off unhinged and blown away into the room.
•••••
"Take her to the altar!" A bald old man ordered, his head was covered in scars and his voice was gruff to the point of discomfort.
The said female wriggled violently as the men that took her away grinned from ear to ear.
"Once this b*tch's cultivation is taken we can play with her for a while!" One guy said as he felt the little girl move even more vigorously.
"Don't worry, we will take good care of you as long as you give us what we want from you..." The other one said and groped her as the female paled.
Just as she was fitted onto the altar and the old man was about to disrobe, the door to the room came off and flew towards the old man that quickly moved away at lightning speed and also made sure his dual cultivation partner was unharmed...
"Umm... am I interrupting something?"