Great Demon King

Had it been someone else who refused to pay the entrance fees, those followers of Logue’s would have killed the person mercilessly.

But when they learned that the man they surrounded was Han Shuo, they made a full 180 on their stance, immediately lowering their bearings and respectfully allowing entry to Han Shuo. A force so powerful as to defeat Salas was not one to reckon with. Even if their master, Sovereign Logue, was there, he would have allowed Han Shuo into the Omphalos rather than making an enemy of him for a mere one hundred black crystal coins.

Han Shuo obviously had long known that might makes right in the Fringe. He wasn’t worried that those Omphalos guards might do something behind his back, so he walked into the Omphalos like no one was watching.

Haruli immediately followed behind Han Shuo. He seemed indecisive, as though he had something to say but did not know how to begin. While Haruli’s followers looked at Han Shuo with reverence, they were also watching Haruli, hoping that their Chief would lead them to a brighter future.

Hurry and say it, you fool! You have missed the opportunity once. Don’t miss it again now! Haruli’s followers were hastening their Chief with meaningful glances.

Haruli seemed to find it a difficult thing to do. But after hesitating for a long time, he finally garnered enough courage to make a voice, “Ex.. excuse me… Mis- mister Bryan…”

Han Shuo stopped and turned to Haruli with a brow raised. “Can I help you?” he asked with a smirk.

“That, uh, one year ago, you asked me if I was willing to serve you. Erm, do you still remember that?” asked Haruli awkwardly, shifting his glances to and fro. He seemed a little nervous or embarrassed.

Han Shuo put on a stunned expression as though he had no idea what Haruli was talking about. “Really? Did I?”

“Yes, you did, Sir. Over at Luolong’s checkpoint and right after you killed Buzz and Bertha. Do you remember?” said Haruli. He felt as though he had been doused in an ice bath.

The first thing Han Shuo noticed after his arrival at the Sovereign Shop was how massive it was. The shelves were filled with a dazzling lineup of medicines but there were very few patrons. It was plain to see that the items sold here were not that interesting to the Fringedwellers.

To maintain a strong footing in the Fringe, one must have wealth, power, and reputation. It was necessary for Han Shuo to have all three of them.

Han Shuo’s arrival made the Celestial Pearl pharmacists extremely excited. They had heard about Han Shuo defeating Salas. They were very proud that their boss was such a mighty existence.

Han Shuo did not talk much with the pharmacists. Soon after his arrival, he went to the medicinal material storehouse, collected the rare materials he needed, notified the pharmacists, and closed himself in a secluded gymnasium.

All kinds of medicinal materials and herbs were thrown into the Nine Tessellation Cauldron. Strands of demonic yuan then started circulating along the channels on the surface as blazes gently licked the Cauldron. Soon, the sweet fragrance of the medicines started emanating…

Han Shuo vested his full attention on producing pelleted medicines. Using his demonic yuan energy, he broke down the medicinal ingredients before reforming the energies contained within. Suddenly, he realized that not only had his strength and realm state improved, but his efficiency at producing medicines had also improved.

The pelleted medicines that Han Shuo previously needed one or two months to produce now took him just a few days. Furthermore, the quality of the medicines had not reduced, but were in fact even more potent than before.

Additionally, when Han Shuo stopped worrying about everyday matters and focused on producing medicines, his demonic yuan could circulate very smoothly and slowly increase. Han Shuo realized that if he could clear his mind and cultivate, the growth of his demonic yuan would be quite a bit faster than usual.

Ten days later, Han Shuo successfully produced more than two thousand pelleted medicines. They were as round, as smooth, and as lustrous as pearls. The heavy fragrance they emanated would cause anyone to salivate.

“Master, there is a large group of people lining outside. They noticed the fragrance and they want to buy your medicines. Also, many Fringe-pharmacists have gathered outside to watch!” a pharmacist hastily reported as soon as Han Shuo emerged from the gymnasium.

“Just in time!” said Han Shuo with a big smile.