"System, draw all the top prizes!"
"Ding, exchanging for top-quality prizes, a total of two top-quality prizes have been exchanged, and the lottery is starting!"
"Ding, congratulations to the host for winning the Magic Guardian gift pack..."
Before Zhou Qiong could react, eleven people wearing black armor suddenly stood in front of him and knelt on the ground together, "We are here to see the leader!"
Zhou Qiong opened the introduction and saw that it said, Demon Guards: They are the host's guards, bound to the host, and they will die if the host dies. The current initial cultivation is the first level of Semi-Saint, and the leader of the Demon Guards: The initial cultivation is the fifth level of Semi-Saint!
Zhou Qiong looked at the leader of the demon guards and asked in a deep voice, "Do you have a name?"
"I don't have any, so I hope the leader can give me a name."
"Okay, from today on you will be called Mo Wudao, and the others will be ranked in order from Mo One to Mo Ten."
"Thank you for the name, Master," the eleven people stood up and answered in unison.
Zhou Qiong's brows relaxed a lot. He was worried that the Demon Cult currently did not have any high-end combat power. Now eleven of them were pulled out. Although they could not directly flatten the Dawu Dynasty, it also gave Zhou Qiong a lot of confidence.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for winning the elixir gift package, the rewards are being delivered!"
Suddenly, three medicine bottles appeared in front of Zhou Qiong, with "Tongtian Pill", "Wuhun Pill" and "Shixin Pill" written on them respectively.
Tongtian Pill is used to improve cultivation. For Zhou Qiong at present, it can only improve his cultivation by one or two levels. Wuhun Pill is used to improve soul power.
This elixir gift package is not very attractive to Zhou Qiong. It is not as good as drawing out another team of demon guards. Of course, it is just imagination. Luck cannot always be on his side. After all, he is not the protagonist.
But what caught Zhou Qiong's attention was the Heart-Eating Pill, a pill that can control people. Anyone who eats this pill will obey Zhou Qiong's orders, and will not hesitate even to ask him to commit suicide. The limitation is that the other party's cultivation cannot exceed the third level of Semi-Saint. The advantage is that no matter who eats it, no one else can find anything unusual.
Zhou Qiong solemnly put away the Heart-Eating Pill. This pill would be of great use to him in the future. Just as Zhou Qiong put away the pill, a dark shadow rushed in from outside.
He shouted loudly, "Boss, Boss, look what I brought back for you..."
Dabai quickly appeared in front of the hall, took out a fruit from his mouth, put it into Zhou Qiong's hand, and said while wagging his tail, "This is a fairy fruit that can increase physical strength. It's rare. Boss, eat it quickly!"
Zhou Qiong looked at the fruit with corpse smell in his hand and was speechless. He knew this fruit was called Tianshi Fruit. It could indeed increase the strength of the body, but this fruit would only grow on the corpse of a strong man.
"Whose ancestral grave are you digging up again!" Zhou Qiong curled his lips.
"Isn't this easy? There's no one alive inside, and no one will hold us accountable if we take things. It's trouble-free, how great!" Dabai said with a grin.
It was born with the ability to break through formations. No matter what formation it was, it couldn't stop it. In addition, it was not afraid of ordinary physical and magical attacks. It was a master at digging graves, or ugh, tomb robbers. Zhou Qiong didn't know how many graves it had dug over the years.
Zhou Qiong reached out and threw the fruit to Dabai again. He really couldn't eat this fruit. It was not because he was averse to fruits growing on corpses, but if he remembered correctly, this fruit was spit out from Dabai's mouth, and it felt slippery on the surface. Don't ask, it was just dew.
Zhou Qiong just couldn't bring himself to say it anyway.
"Next time you bring something for me, put it in a box, don't use your mouth, okay?" Zhou Qiong kicked Dabai angrily.
Dabai rolled his eyes speechlessly, lay down at Zhou Qiong's feet, and said nothing more. He wanted to discourage the dog's enthusiasm. It was just a little saliva. Just wipe it off. Why be so fussy?
There was a knock on the door and the Demon Tiger King walked in. He looked at the many demon guards in the room in surprise. He couldn't remember when so many people came into the lobby.
Then he bowed to Zhou Qiong and said, "Master, the prince of Wu Wang sent an invitation to invite you to have dinner at the Sky Tower, saying that he wants to welcome you!"
"Okay, got it. Tell him that I will go!" Zhou Qiong said in a deep voice.
After that, he pointed at the eleven demon guards and said, "These people are my new guards!"
The Demonic Tiger King grinned and nodded. Anyway, the cult leader was extremely powerful, so nothing he did was strange. Not to mention that he had only recruited eleven powerful guards, he would dare to believe it even if the Dawu Dynasty directly announced its submission to the Demonic Cult tomorrow.
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The Sky Tower is the largest restaurant in the entire imperial city. The cost of a meal here is enough for an ordinary person to practice for a year. Only high-ranking figures in the Dawu Dynasty can eat here.
At this time, the door of the No. 1 private room in the Sky Building opened. You should know that if you want to dine in this private room, you not only need energy stones, but also need to have enough status.
The many guests below were looking at the private room curiously, and asked the shopkeeper who wanted to dine there. The shopkeeper didn't dare to say more and could only give a vague answer.
About half an hour later, a man in a brocade robe with a coiled dragon pattern walked in. Everyone realized that it was the Prince of King Wu. That was normal, with his status, even if he lived in this room for a year, no one would dare to say anything.
They all stood up and greeted the prince cordially. The prince nodded casually. After the prince entered the private room, everyone whispered, "Who did the prince invite? He actually booked room number one!"
"That's nothing. Didn't you see that the prince has arrived but the other party hasn't? He must be a very important person!"
"With the status of the Crown Prince, who could be stronger than him? Could it be a prince? But with the status of the Crown Prince, even if he invites a prince, he doesn't need to wait in advance!"
"Then I really don't know..."
Suddenly, there were more and more discussions. As time went by, the other party still didn't show up, and the guests became more curious. Who on earth was this person who dared to make the prince wait for so long without getting angry?
Many guests did not leave even after they finished eating, just to see who the other person was.
About half an hour later, two dark figures came in with a black dog. The leader was wearing a dragon robe and exuding a demonic aura, like a peerless demon god. Behind him followed a man dressed in armor and dressed as a guard.
Led by the shopkeeper, the two people and the dog slowly walked into the private room. When the door of the room was closed, everyone took a breath of cold air.
Those who can sit here and eat are naturally not simple people and have very broad knowledge. They cannot tell what realm the man in the magic dragon robe is in. It seems that there is something surrounding him that prevents them from exploring.
But they could feel that the armored man following behind was definitely a semi-saint.
And he is at least at the fourth level of Semi-Saint. You should know that although there are hundreds of Semi-Saints in the entire Dawu Dynasty.
But most of them are only at the first level of Semi-Saint, and there are definitely no more than a hundred people above the fourth level of Semi-Saint.
Moreover, with these hundreds of semi-saints scattered across the territory of the Dawu Dynasty, there are not many at all. There are only more semi-saints in the imperial city.
But even in the imperial city, those at the first level of semi-saint are all top figures, either the patriarch of a family or the head of a sect, and those above the fourth level of semi-saint are the existences that suppress everything. If they join the dynasty, they can directly be granted the title of marquis.
But what did they see? The man who was above the fourth level of Semi-Saint was dressed as a guard and followed behind others. How strong must that man be, or how powerful must he be? Could he have come from a force stronger than the Dawu Dynasty!
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