Battle and Sex Is All A Primordial Fiend Needs



After enduring the harsh rays of the sun for hours, the signs of sunset began showing in Arilit city. 

Shadows became more prominent and frequent, the once-hot air began cooling, and most importantly, the sun was no longer overhead.

With this change in the weather, the city, which had already been filled with people, became even more crowded. 

Residents, tourists and businessmen came out in masses, filling the streets. 

Near the centre of Arlit city, the national tournament was being held in its stadium, and around this stadium was where the most scores of people could be seen at the moment.

With restrictions placed on flying, several feet could be seen moving up and down, flashy cars owned by wealthy cultivators speeding past, people standing and admiring the sights of the city, while a few people sat on the benches beneath a few trees.

A few jogging steps away from the stadium was a particular big mahogany tree with several branches sprouting outward and carrying wide enough leaves that cast a big shadow, a perfect place for a rest. 

Beneath this tree was a long bench, and on this bench was a black-haired man, his body slouched as he rested on the backrest of the bench while looking up to the sky, his eyes closed.

Beside this man was another man, one who lay across the remaining part of the rather spacious bench and was fast asleep, enjoying the cool breeze that blew over him.

Several people went past this tree, but no one paid them any particular attention, after all, they were far from a rare sight in the city.

As minutes went by, so did the environment get cooler, and then suddenly the eyes of the man beside the slouched man flickered open, and he looked to the sky before him. 

Though his brain was a little bit slow, all it took the man was two blinks to remember what happened the last time he was awake, and with that, he shot to his feet, his qi churning within him while his aura began rising, but with a look at his surroundings, he caught himself.

"Sir," the man who could only be Gudzil said, an embarrassed smile on his face as he noticed the several faces that were looking towards him after the little outburst he had just created. "Hello, Gudzil," Seth, who had been enjoying the cool breeze beneath the shade, said, opening his eyes and turning his head towards Gudzil.

"Erhm, Sir, we are outside. Did we perhaps get kicked out?" Gudzil said, feeling nervous under Seth's silent stare. 

"You can say something like that"

  "What about the tournament, then?"

"I didn't participate, turns out my help wasn't needed," Seth said, looking back to the sky. 

"Since we had nothing to do in the stadium, I brought us out here," Seth shrugged.

"Erhm, sorry for making you have to carry me," Gudzil said with a small bow of his head, but all he got from Seth was a "No problem."

Though there could have been the issue of him moving around with a black cocoon, with his cultivation, a wave of his soul energy was enough to blind the low-level cultivators and normal citizens that paraded the streets.

"Well, since you're awake, let's get moving."

"Huh, oh, sorry if I delayed you."

"It's no worries. I have been observing the actions of an acquaintance. 

She's been good so far, but I'm no longer interested. 

We'll rest up here for the night and head to the capital tomorrow. You can handle the issues of accommodation, right?"

"Ah, yes, Sir, of course," Gudzil said, a smile on his face, and immediately moved to lead the way, but he had just taken a step when his stomach went grumbling. 

With his stomach screaming out its current feeling to the world, Gudzil paused in shock and embarrassment.

This day could not have gone worse for Gudzil. It was already embarrassing enough that he had fainted under just the aura of some woman he had already been more than a burden as it was, and now just after he had promised himself to be better, this happened. 

Gudzil's mind went into overdrive, looking for what to say at the moment, but before he could speak, Seth spoke.

"This is the first time, it's usually my stomach grumbling. Let's go have something to eat."

Seth's words stunned Gudzil, and he had to turn back to Seth. Seeing his expectant expression, he could only nod his head and begin leading them forward.

When it came to where to stay, Gudzil had already made plans for that during the first minutes of his entry into the city, but as for an eating place, he had crossed that out of his mind, an oversight caused by his expectation of Seth no longer needing food. 

As he racked his brain for a place to eat, Gudzil suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder, and then the next second, the world disappeared, going near black and then the next second, it reappeared, but this time, things were different.

First of all, Gudzil found himself standing in a different location with different structures, and beside him was Seth.

"Let's go," Seth said and walked in. 

With a gulp, Gudzil could only follow Seth in, wondering what had just happened.

Close to an hour later, the duo of Seth and Gudzil left the restaurant, and while Seth had a light smile on his face, Gudzil's tight expression was a bit comical.

"Sheesh, no need to look so ashen," Seth, who was a step ahead, said, turning and looking at Gudzil.

"I'm fine, sir," Gudzil said, trying to conjure a smile on his face, but it just wasn't happening. 

When his stomach grumbled, Gudzil had thought that he was the hungry one, but on entering the restaurant, things had been totally different.

Though the food being sold by the restaurant was expensive, Gudzil had confidently thought he could squeeze out some funds. But then he met Seth's appetite. 

Till now, Gudzil couldn't comprehend how Seth had eaten so much meat that the restaurant had been about to run out and had rejected his requests for more. 

When the bill came, Seth had looked to him, and unable to refuse, he had paid them.

"Hmm, when we get to the capital, I'll have them triple your town budget. How is that?" Seth said, deciding to care, as even he couldn't deny the exorbitance of what he had made Gudzil spend.

"Thank you, Sir," Gudzil said, but his face still remained tight, and Seth could only sigh internally. 

There was a time when he valued qi stones so badly and could go depressed, and truly, he did understand Gudzil's plight, but unfortunately, there was nothing he could do. Other than carrying tons of immortal qi on his person, Seth had nearly no mortal qi stones.

"Let's go to the hotel, tomorrow we'll head for the capital."

"Okay, Sir."