"So it shall be. Bring me there and I will collect their corpses. It is a shame they passed on before I arrived. Even still, they deserve the peace of being allowed to rest in a peaceful place. Since I was not able to save them before they passed I shall do this for them. It is the least I can do for them." I said, after a quick moment of thought.
I only remained quiet because I was shocked by the degree of unity there was among these former slaves. Something about the experience had brought them closer together in the end. It was a good thing to see that even under these harsh conditions they can think of those that surrounded them.
"Thank you Young Master!" They all said, aside from the little girls who were completely traumatized by the events.
"Please, let's go and collect. While we're at it, let's raid their storage houses too. There are bound to be a few things here that might be helpful. Even if it is just food stuff it will help me keep you all fed. Especially you 13 ladies. You have to feed those babies." I said, in an attempt to lighten the mood.
"Thank you Young Master for your thoughts. But how do we tell these ones what happened?" One of them said, rubbing her belly.
"That matter will be difficult. Many of you who stand here now were the daughters of those in the Evil Shadow Sect. I might have already reaped the life of the one who fathered you. Would you feel resentment?" I said, posing a question for them to think about.
"No, I wouldn't feel any resentment! I'd rather feel relief. That person was never a father to any of us. How could we possibly feel sadness at their deaths?" A little girl managed to speak out, hearing the question.
"Ahahaha, then I might lead with saying I've killed some when I go and liberate the slaves in other places. It would strike more fear in the hearts of the Evil Shadow Sect, while giving the enslaved a sense of hope." I said, laughing slightly at the thought of the people thinking their tough only to flee in fear at the mere sight of me.
"How strong is Young Master? You must be a super strong realm to kill the Origin Kings here." That same girl asked, walking up close beside me. She looked up at me as if I was a wondrous figure.
"Ahahaha, I'm only a Saint Realm Cultivator. I just have a few tricks up my sleeves. They are more than enough to deal with those evil people." I laughed a little.
"But isn't that one… two… tree… no Three. Yes Three major realms difference. That's a big difference." The girl asked to count it out with some difficulty.
"Young Master must be a dragon amongst men." Some other women said aloud.
"Indeed, It may be a big difference. And you aren't far off with that statement ladies. I am a half dragon. So, compared to a Dragon, what good is an Origin King?" I smirked a cool smirk.
"No wonder Young Master is so strong. He can kill Origin Kings." A woman said.
We arrived at the room where they threw "waste" and I knew immediately that I was about to see something that would make my anger explode. So I began to prepare myself. I may have seen it from the Origin King's Memories but it is still difficult to understand everything and more difficult to accept everything.
I opened the door and looked inside. I saw that there was nothing there but the remains of dead people. Some sets of bones were clearly old. Some were… not old. My feelings twisted and exploded colliding in my heart and my mind. There were the corpses of young girls laying in here along with the older women. However, the worst part was the fact there seemed to be nearly fresh fluid coming out of them from below the waste.
"This… this Evil Shadow Sect deserves a fate worse than an eternal suffering in hell. If the day ever comes when I see their vile souls again. I'll bring them a torture that would have zero rivals. Truly nothing could possibly come close to the pain they will suffer at that time. THEY HAVE NO HEART! THEY ARE A VILE SCUM. A SCOURGE UPON THIS WORLD! I'd be happy to rid this world of them." I said, as my aura fluctuated and condensed a far deeper and richer strength. "2nd Order Saint Realm. This power is only a drop in the vast mighty ocean. But from here is where I'll start. I'll give them all a death befitting their crimes." I said after the sudden explosion of power power and causing a straight breakthrough.
"If it is with Young Master then I will feel safe. Because the Young Master is strong." Some Women said in unison.
I looked back down at the little girl who had been talking with me before. She started crying. I squatted down and patted her head. "No one is going to be able to hurt you without first going through me. So don't worry! With my strength and my connections I will definitely exact vengeance for your friends." I said, trying to comfort the tears. After all, humans are far more difficult to comfort than the monster race. Monster race just needs to nap on my dragon body and instantly feel safe. This was not the same case with humans. Especially traumatized little girls.
"Yo… You… Young Master, You… you promise?" The girl said, as her face showed the sheer degree of trauma she experienced. She couldn't keep a straight face long enough.
"They will never defeat me. In fact I am not just a random young master. With my word alone I could mobilize The strongest sect in the world. The Evil Shadow Sect will pay the price. I'll take you all away from this hell. On that you have my word." I said, doing my best to both satisfy the idea of that promise without actually swearing. Those promises shouldn't be made so easily after all.
"Okay, I'll trust Young Master. He is super strong!" The girl said, still crying.
"Yay! We really are saved!" Another girl said, coming to and realizing what the words I had said earlier actually meant.