The Man’s Decree

“Yes, I want to collaborate with you. I know you've always wanted to take over King Yuven's Imperial Beast City, and I can help you accomplish that,” Hosen declared with his eyes fixed on Lucian.
“Yes, I want to collaborate with you. I know you've always wanted to take over King Yuven's Imperial Beast City, and I can help you accomplish that,” Hosen declared with his eyes fixed on Lucian.

Lucian looked the man up and down. For a moment, he said nothing. Some time passed before he replied, “You've misunderstood, Mr. Holt. How could I possibly have such a desire? King Yuven just told me a while ago that he's planning to marry his daughter to my son. At that time, we'll be in-laws.”

However, Hosen chuckled lightly. “There's no need to put on an act when we're the only ones here, King Lucian. In truth, King Yuven offended me, and I want to teach him a lesson. If you agree to collaborate with me, I'll refine pills for you and supply you with various resources. With us joining hands, no one will be our match in this area! If you still want to battle, Emerald Cauldron Sect will definitely support you. Who knows? You might even be able to unify the entire beast race with our backing. At that time, you'll be the sovereign of the beast race.”

He tempted the man relentlessly, knowing that all beast cultivators had a dream of unifying the beast race.

The beast race was presently splintered and scattered across the Ethereal Realm. On top of that, the relationship between the three kings and the four archons was not peaceful either, with friction occurring at times.

That went doubly true for Yuven's Imperial Beast City and Norwal City. The two territories were in the same area. As such, the friction between them was even more intense. That was also why Yuven wanted his daughter to marry into Norwal City. It was to ease both parties' relationship.

At that, Lucian went silent. Indeed, he had long since planned to take over Yuven's territory. As for being the ruler of the entire beast race and ascending the sovereign throne, that was the dream of every beast cultivator.

A long moment later, he pinned his eyes on Hosen and drawled, “What are you hoping to gain by helping me to such an extent, Mr. Holt? Don't tell me you intend to do charity?”

He knew that the latter had an ulterior motive. Otherwise, Hosen would not be offering to help him.

“Frankly speaking, I'm offering you help to deal with King Yuven because I want to get my hands on a particular person,” Hosen admitted.

“Get your hands on a particular person?” Lucian was startled. He then eyed the man strangely. “Don't tell me you've taken a fancy to Yuven's daughter, Mr. Holt? You wanted to have some fun with his daughter, but he disagreed, so you teamed up with me to deal with him and get your hands on his daughter?”

Cough! Cough! Cough!

Hearing that assumption, Hosen almost choked on his own saliva. He hastily clarified, “You must be kidding, King Lucian. How could I possibly be such a person?”

Lucian merely curled his lips. After all, many people knew that Hosen was not only a notorious pervert but even a deviant.

Every time someone wanted to ask for his help to refine pills, they had to present him with young and stunning beauties in addition to an abundance of herbs. When the women were sent back, they were always littered with bruises, courtesy of the man's handiwork.