The day was bright and beautiful and hinted nothing about the recent purge that happened the night before.

It would have been usually teeming with busy people from all walks of life on this fresh rise of the morning sun but a different atmosphere shrouded the entirety of Nexus City.

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Almost everyone was subdued and there was only the blessing of silence that serenaded each corner of this huge metropolis.

"Ahhh... This is only my second day in this world and yet the strength that i've accumulated has already surpassed those that have trained for hundreds if not thousands of years!"

Clark said audibly and he was quite secure at the private confines of his room. If this was any normal adult then he would have no doubt taken a bath to face the day fresh and ready.

Alas, since both Clark and Lu Chen were of a special breed of teen and man, the two of them combined had an innate fear of water and its kind.

One was a gamer who could stay locked in his room for days without doing anything but play his favorite video games while the other was a sad recluse and loser that never ever dreamt for a better life than the present.

The two personalities really met an unusual similarity in this one aspect of life and its allures. Both of them suck at taking care of their personal hygiene in a sense.

'Not that i needed to take a bath now. Hehehe! I could bask in the heavenly mana of the world and I would stay like the freshest baby in bloom!'

Clark grinned as he realized one of the magical perks of being a cultivator.

'Perhaps the only thing i'd avoid are dirt and sweat but i would consider that partially incorrect also because even my sweat today smells like the most expensive perfumes back on Earth.'

Our bored gamer smiled yet again after considering all these minor facts that assaulted his observation at the moment.

And what was interesting about everything was how Clark was also absolutely correct in his deductions.

After all, at the epic height of his new cultivation realm today, his spiritual sense was second to none in the whole of Nexus.

And it would not take one to be an immortal or not to be able to judge what was fragrant or otherwise.

"I wonder what kind of view i shall see once i step out from the comforts of this chamber." Clark muttered and without ado, opened the double doors that barricaded the answer to his curiosity.

He was of course aware that the violent take over had been successful.

But other than that indelible detail, he no longer cared for the extra miscellaneous things that would deliver him no surprise or benefit whatsoever.

"Good morning, master! You have many guests outside. Shall I invite them in?" Old Peng was the first soul to greet our good gamer.

The loyal servant seemed flushed and was a bit awkward which was something out of the ordinary for him to do. Clark knew what this was all about but chose to take everything in stride.

After all, time was on his side. And with this city securely guaranteed as one of his territories, only fine wonderful things would await him now until the end of his stay inside this city.

'That would happen pretty soon too i think.' Clark ended his considerations right there and looked at the unsettled countenance of his faithful slave.

"They've waited for far too long already, Lai Peng. Making them wait some more would make no difference at all. So let them be and come join me to eat breakfast on this beautiful magnificent day."

Clark answered and began walking towards the dining area of his residence. It would have taken faster if he wanted to but since there was really no rush, he walked slowly to converse with Old Peng.

"What about Wan Fei and Ning Xi, Lai Peng. Have they already eaten?" Clark asked towards his loyal servant.

It was already perhaps 10 in the morning and just as his usual habit back at his home world, our good gamer did not want to rise up early in the day.

He was used to getting up late and there was indeed no reason to change this lazy habit after his recent transmigration.

"Princess Ning Xi had finished, master. Mistress Wan Fei on the other hand has not yet eaten her breakfast. I think she has plans of joining you in the meal." Old Peng reported his conjectures.

He realized easily that the 2 maidservants Lian Li and Lian Ah had gotten closer with the pair of mother and daughter after yesterday's trip in the city.

Although he could not hold this fact against the lady slaves but Old Peng did not feel anything good about the mysterious atmosphere that totally eclipsed the personality of Mistress Wan Fei.

He was already old and had seen firsthand the guises that men and women wear in front of people.

And his aged guts told him over and over again that it was a huge mistake to trust this shrewd and cunning woman closer to his Master Lu Chen.

Alas, it was unfortunate that Old Peng was only a lowly servant also and could not indeed keep the lovely Queen in her place no matter how Old Peng would have wanted to do in the first place.

'You need to be careful, master. Don't trust a snake.' Old Peng could only mutter this silent wish inside his mind.

"Hmmm... I had expected that she would do that, Lai Peng. Well, having another person on the table wouldn't hurt at all. The more the merrier, yes?"

Clark threw a rhetorical question out and arrived in the dining room in minutes. The food was abundant like usual but what was strange was how his maidservants looked at him upon his arrival.

Scared would have been a little bit tame to define what the five ladies were feeling in the moment. Most of them were shivering in fear and they did not even dare gaze at Clark's face right now.

"Good morning, master!" the ladies trembled to say in chorus while looking at none other but their feet as they said these supposedly warm words.

"Excuse me, master. I shall call on Mistress Wan Fei per her instructions that I do so once you are out for breakfast."

Lian Li bowed deeply and briskly sauntered forth to the exit to get as fast away as she could from the presence of her owner.

It would not be an understatement at all that she was seen to be practically flying away in her haste.

Sadly, a gentle force has stopped her completely in place that had her floating above the very floors that she walked a second prior.

"Master?" The lady servant looked back in terror as she asked in confusion.

Lian Li heard what had occurred the night before because her fellow maidservant named Bai Ming had gone to get supplies early this morning. Bai Ming conveyed what she heard in the city.

There were rumors running amok about dead men and women lying in the streets that would have numbered a couple of millions or more.

And everyone was pointing fingers towards their Master Lu Chen.

Although this was unsubstantiated talk that Lian Li would have otherwise dismissed as false but when the seventh hour of the morning struck, the rush of the kneeling people at their courtyard couldn't have made a more convincing proof to the veracity of this charge.

'Are you going to murder me too, master?'

'Please don't. I'm still a virgin and my sister...' Due to the extreme stress that Lian Li was going through, she could only choke on her words and had to remain mute throughout the ordeal.

Her eyes turned blurry with tears and they began to fall like an irresistible flood from her eyes.

"Wait a moment, Lian Li. I also want you to..." call Princess Ning Xi if she wants to join us even if she just sat there in silence.

This would have been the words that Clark wanted to say but was not able to finish them down. He witnessed how a maiden burst into tears in front of him and...

"TAP!"

"TAP!"

"TAP!" the trickling waters followed suit that brought about the aroma of an involuntary bodily release.

"SNIFF!" Clark smelled the familiar fragrance and could not help but curse himself in silence...

'FUCK ME! Do I look like someone who has 3 heads and 6 arms to these women?!'

"You two! Help her up and clean this mess. I want it to be spotless once I return." Clark pointed in random at his 4 remaining maidservants.

He suddenly lost his appetite and so proceeded to do some business while waiting for these girls to scrub the place down of its filth.

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"Let me speak with your master!"

"I want him to pay for what he has done for a city under the Demonic Sword Sect's protection!"

"He will pay for all of this!"

"Get him for me!"

"NOW!" amidst the quiet submissive crowd, only this single man remained defiant. He was old like the rest but what set him apart from the rest was probably the emblem of a bloody sword on his robes.

This was no one else but Emissary Duan Ru of the Demonic Sword Sect.

"Why is someone shouting in my home?" a soft question rang out from out of nowhere.

"PUCHI!" and before its last querying echoes faded, a headless man crumpled to the ground in death. No one dared make another sound thereafter.