Chapter 1290 Devouring Cauldron

Chapter 1290 Devouring Cauldron

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Wang Wei returned to the throne room to wait for the others. As he sat there in boredom, looking at the luxurious room, he secretly complained that the people of this world loved thrones too much, forgetting he was the same.

The concept of a Great Emperor, one being who stands above all other gods, demons, immortals, and Buddha and has transcended life and death, has been ingrained in the fabric of this world. Their existence has influenced all aspects of life, including culture and architecture.

That's why kings or rulers of dynasties, kingdoms, and empires cannot call themselves Emperors unless they've proved the Dao. That's why most cultivators Tier 10 and above, even if not an Emperor, will build a throne room in their residence.

'I wonder what her throne room is like,' Wang Wei thought, thinking that his future wife's throne might be even more extravagant than this one. While Wang Wei was distracted, his people began to return, starting with the people whose mission was to divert the enemy's focus. Once everybody was here, Wang Wei finally regained his focus.

He first glanced at Mongke and the Flame Blacksmith's group since they brought a group of people, many with resolute looks on their faces. However, his attention was soon focused on the second prince, Jia Ping. The other was tasked with taking over Blood Dragon's cultivation room, so why did he bring a captured prisoner?

"Who is this?" Wang Wei asked, looking at the handsome Everlasting Empyrean with a devilish aura that would probably make many women lose their minds over him.

"Lord, he's a Heavenly Devil that cultivated Devouring Dao."

As soon as he said these words, everyone focused on the handsome young man. They knew what these words represented. Devour/Swallowing Dao is a potent but innately evil Dao. This world does not differentiate much between evil and righteous cultivators. After all, even the weakest great Emperors have such a high karma resistance that it's pointless to care how many people they killed.

As long as devil cultivators stay away from these top lineages, they can do whatever they please. The world is too vast, and there are plenty of places for them to do whatever they please. Due to this mindset, most cultivators will not care if someone cultivates Devour Dao. It's the opposite. Most people will recruit them since it is an Outlaw Dao unless you're lucky enough to have cultivated it in certain worlds in the lower dimension.

Of course, there is an exception to this world — when the Devouring Cultivator walks the path of the Heavenly Devil. Since ancient times, Devouring Cultivators have held most of the records for the fastest cultivation, and that statement holds throughout the Chaos Universe.

As for the seal places? Many factions will seal themselves when encountering a catastrophe. As long as they wake up countless yuan epochs later, the catastrophe might have passed, or their enemies might be dead or long forgotten about them. Wang Wei's target was those places since they usually had countless Emperors and Dao Ancestors. As long as we can capture these bodies before their consciousness awakens, they can be fed into this Devouring Cauldron to make Dao Rhymes.

"I'll get it done," Wang Qi replied. He immediately sent a message to the Changing Fate Hall to create a new mission about finding tombs and sealed places. Wang Wei nodded in approval with his swift action. His focus then finally shifted to Mongke.

"These are the professions you wanted, but..."

"We refused to serve anyone else," said a middle-aged man dressed in a red robe with cloud patterns. He had a severe expression, and his body emitted a faint aroma of herbs like most alchemists.

"You are?" Wang Wei asked.

"Empyrean Cloud Flame," the middle-aged man responded. "And as I said, we refuse to work for anyone else — even if it means our death."

Wang Wei calmly looked at this man and the others. They were not joking. All these professions have already planted a command in their soul. As long as someone remotely gets close, it will detonate, killing them instantly.

'They are determined,' Wang Wei thought. He knew that force was out of the question since he was not skilled enough in Soul Dao to prevent these people from killing themselves.

'Any of you can do anything about this situation?' Wang Wei asked his men, but no one had a solution.

'Our Barbarian Race is an expert in Ceremonial Magic,' Dulgun said. 'So, if you give me time and can trick them into the location, I might be able to stop them from killing themselves.'

'How much time are we talking about?' Wang Wei asked.

'Too much.' Dulgun did not say a number since she knew it was too much. She only brought it up to raise her value in the eyes of the boss, not to provide an actual solution.

'I guess I'll have to sweet talk them,' Wang Wei thought.