In the red light district of Dual Horns City, one of the most visited areas in the city, women and even some men dressed in revealing clothing can be seen throughout the district. Despite the sun shining brightly, this does not discourage pleasure seekers from stopping by.
In one of the three story buildings on the main street, many guests indulge in their own pleasures. Some casually drink while women accompany them, others watch a dance performed by a group of beautiful women in scanty clothing, and in some private rooms, the sounds of moaning and ecstasy fill the air.
On the top floor of the building, a man and a woman are engaged in worldly pleasures. Their bodies, slick with sweat, move in rhythm as the muscular man, with a red skull tattoo on his upper arm, pounds into the woman beneath him, sending her into waves of ultimate pleasure. The stained sheets bear witness to their carnal desires. The man continues his vigorous thrusts until he finally releases his seed into her cave of pleasure, sighing deeply.
The woman, having received her "reward," collapses to the side with a satisfied expression, her tired, naked body marked by their passionate battle. After a few breaths, she glances at the man, who is now sitting cross legged at the edge of the bed, his eyes closed as he meditates. After a few minutes, he opens his eyes, but a frown mars his face.
"What's wrong, my lord? Is something the matter?" the woman asks.
"Nothing, just a bad feeling," he replies, causing the woman to smile.
"You can forget about that bad feeling and just focus on this body of mine, my lord," she said, making a suggestive move with her naked body. The man, looking at her alluring form, felt excited again, and his 'stick' was already in position for the next round. They then changed positions to doggy style, with the man taking his place behind her.
With a powerful thrust, he anticipated the familiar pleasure of that tight little hole, but was stunned when he suddenly found himself in a completely different place, his motion only pounding the air. His confusion grew as he took in his surroundings; there were many others like him, some naked, some clothed. He realized they were somehow transported to an alley 500 meters away from the building.
As he scanned the faces around him, he recognized them all, they were from the same group.
"What happened? Why are we suddenly here?" one of them asked, bewildered.
"I don't know! Fuck, I released my seed just as I was suddenly transported here, and now my precious liquid is sprayed all over his face," complained another man, pointing at a drunken man nearby, whose intoxicated face was smeared with white liquid.
The man with the red skull tattoo surveyed his entire group, now gathered in this alley, and his sense of unease grew stronger. He tried to run back to the building, but he and the others froze when they saw two men blocking the alley's exit.
He felt an odd sensation as he looked at them. One was shorter and appeared young, while the other wore a conical straw hat. The man in the straw hat had a white sword at his waist, and the younger one carried... a twig? They stood silently, observing the group. Then he heard the younger one speak to the older man.
"Don't kill the man with the red skull tattoo, he's their leader. As for the others, do as you wish," Aldrian said.
Xin Haotian simply nodded and, with blinding speed, dashed toward the unprepared group, who had just been enjoying their entertainment and pleasures. Without unsheathing his sword, he attacked the thugs one by one, using no special techniques, but every move was fatal, crushing bones and skulls with the blunt force of his scabbard. His movements were seamless and powerful, creating a deadly yet graceful dance.
Aldrian, not wanting to be left behind, also joined the fray, attacking the thugs with the twig held between his fingers. He enveloped the twig in golden energy and sword will, targeting fatal spots like the dantian, heart, neck, and forehead. He controlled his sword will carefully, ensuring it didn't trigger any visible phenomena.
His powerful strikes and agile movements made the unprepared thugs seem like lambs to the slaughter, awaiting their inevitable demise. Throughout the fight, both Aldrian and Xin Haotian relied solely on their martial arts, without using any of their cultivation techniques.
The naked man with the red skull tattoo watched in horror as these two unknown men slaughtered his comrades. He finally snapped out of his post nut clarity, realizing the gravity of the situation. The event unfolded so quickly that by the time he readied himself for an attack, Aldrian and Xin Haotian had already killed more than twenty of his men.
"Stop, you bastards! How dare you!" he roared, launching himself at Aldrian with his technique. Aldrian frowned as he saw the naked man charging at him, the sight of the man's bare body and his dangling 'little brother' swinging like a bell only adding to his irritation. With a mocking and disgusted expression, Aldrian watched the incoming attack as the man's high marquess stage aura flared around him.
Earth energy surged, forming a spike that shot up from the ground beneath Aldrian. However, Aldrian easily dodged the spike and teleported in front of the man, catching him by surprise. The man hastily raised an earth barrier, but it was too late. Aldrian stabbed the man's dantian with his twig and touched his forehead with his other hand.
"I've changed my mind. I'll kill you now," Aldrian said coldly. Before ending the man's life, he quickly read his memories. Once finished, he pulled out the twig and slashed the man's neck, decapitating him in an instant. Aldrian glanced around at the decimated bodies and scattered body parts.
"Are you always like this? You sure do like slicing off body parts," Xin Haotian remarked.
Aldrian sighed. "I don't know. I've been feeling irritated for a while, and they happened to be here for me to release my stress. I'm somewhat relieved after doing this." Despite the slight relief, he could still feel a lingering irritation and rage inside him, ever since he heard Xin Haotian's stories.
He needed to vent this suffocating feeling, and fortunately, this group of thugs became his punching bag, or more precisely, his killing targets. This group, known as 'Skull of Dual Horns' was responsible for countless atrocities in Dual Horns City, human trafficking, kidnapping, theft, rape, and more. They were untouchable by the city's authorities because—
"They paid off the authorities," Aldrian thought. Xin Haotian glanced at Aldrian's eyes and then looked around.
"We'd better go before someone sees us. The guards will come soon, investigating the disturbance at the brothel," Xin Haotian suggested. They disappeared from the bloody scene, leaving it for any unfortunate onlooker who might pass by. They reappeared at a spot where Eleine and Sylphia were waiting beside the bustling street.
"I'm sorry for the wait, ladies. Let's get going, we're almost at the estimated time." They then began walking toward the teleportation station. As they walked, Aldrian reflected on what he had just done and what he had gained from it.
"Aha, this rage can finally be somewhat placated. It's really annoying, but that's okay, I'll uncover my secret during this journey. Also, as I suspected, the place where I meditated using those lines of code has become my domain. With my low Earl stage, I can create a 2 kilometer domain." Aldrian thought.
This is how he could easily cover the brothel with his domain and teleport all the thugs inside to one of the alleys he had prepared as a killing ground. He then tried to set his 'Eyes of the Heaven' to hide the name of his small domain so it wouldn't clutter his screen with domain names every time he created new small domains. Instead, only the important and main domains would be displayed.
They walked as if nothing had happened, but at various locations throughout the city, there was chaos and confusion due to the horrifying scenes of corpses and decimated body parts scattered in several alleys. The guards had been dispatched, and the scenes had been cordoned off, but that was not Aldrian and his group's concern. After some time, they finally arrived at the teleportation station, only to find it crowded with people and city guards interrogating many of them.
"They're quick to respond. That's commendable." Aldrian thought.
They remained calm since there was no evidence linking them to the scene, and Aldrian had already erased any traces of their actions at the killing ground. He and the others waited their turn at the teleportation station, observing the city guards as they questioned the people around them. After a while, they were finally called to enter the portal. But just as they were about to step through—
"Wait!"