The Rise of the Black Plain

Two weeks later...

After the days that had passed since Luke's previous visit to the mercenary guild in Elemental City, the group of ten Spiritual Saints Minos wanted finally set off toward the Black Plain.

When this happened five days ago, Luke had once again senhe previous eagle to the northern region so that Minos could prepare his plans considering the likely date of the arrival of such a group.

Thus, he had finished his work as an intermediary in the Western Empire and would now wait for his prizes, which he was interested in.

But that would only happen when such people arrived in the Black Plain Empire, which should take around three months to happen. Then, Luke would still have to wait before he had the chance to learn his first Silver-grade offensive technique!

He had only one other technique of that quality, but it was a cultivation one.

That was not bad. On the contrary, it was the best for someone whose all the other techniques he had were Black-grade ones. But cultivation techniques did not give combat skills to their users. Hence, it was only natural that anyone in his condition would want something useful in combat.

And so, this fellow had gone into seclusion in his Elemental Sect, waiting for those individuals between levels 77 and 79 to arrive safely in Dry City for him to receive his due!

...

While the Spiritual Saints hired by Minos were traveling to the northern region, news relevant to one of Emperor Stuart's allies had just arrived in the Flowers Kingdom!

In this state, the second smallest in the Central Continent, the only neighbor of the Evergreen Empire within the southern region, there was one of the most impressive natural formations in this world. Dozens of portions of land close to each other floated at different heights and positions, connected by large roots with forests growing on top of them.

In this magnificent place, the most significant portion of land, more than a kilometer above sea level, was the headquarters of a kingdom with more than 80% of its population being females.

The cities of this kingdom were extremely flowery. Still, the name of this place was not due to this fact but to the reality of the absolute dominance of the female over the male in these areas.

Precisely in this beautiful flowery city, in classical style but also mountainous, was the headquarters of a local organization, where a letter from the Flaming Empire had just arrived.

"Elder Melinda, someone from the Flaming Empire has notified us regarding an unusual movement of Harold Edwardstone, the man who managed to escape from you a few centuries ago." A level 79 Spiritual Saint said this while holding a letter in her hand, which had the symbol of a human skeleton and the letter 'M' on it.

"Oh?" A more than 3 meters tall, 200 kilogram, extremely muscular woman opened her eyes, still in a meditative position in the center of a training yard.

She looked at the 'ordinary' sized woman, 2 meters tall, and smiled. "Is that true? Let me see this letter."

This level 89 expert took the letter from the Flaming Empire from one of Harold's subjects, who was blatantly betraying him.

However, this woman did not care about that. She only cared about her reproductive interests, which this man could help her achieve.

The Flowers Kingdom was somewhat special. In this place, women of the royal lineage had powerful innate abilities related to procreation, which guaranteed the reproductive success of even experts. Because of how this happened, most of the children generated were women, and most of the men of this kingdom ended up being castrated or even dying after coitus.

Because of this reality, few men ventured into these areas that were 'hostile' to them, something also related to how talented the children of these women were.

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So since the ability of these family women negated the rule that more talented cultivators were less fertile, these women had created a kingdom full of very talented women!

That was the worst of all worlds for talented men, whom they normally sought out when they wanted to reproduce and generate more fighters for their forces.

But even being talented, these women could not have reached this point with such an immoral ability if they had acted without restraint. No, certainly, a coalition of men from all parts of this continent would ally themselves to end this lineage if those women were crazy enough to act indiscriminately.

Because of this, the women of this state only acted against those who set foot inside the Flowers Kingdom.

And to attract them to this place, they had created a land of opportunity, with tournaments and gambling possibilities for visitors, who could basically win a lot or lose their manhood.

Many ambitious men took risks to improve their positions, as risks were only natural in the life of a cultivator.

That was how this kingdom was maintained and how Harold had committed himself centuries ago when he had narrowly managed to win the bet against this level 89 woman.

Since he had almost lost, although their wager guaranteed the protection of the Flaming Empire against higher-level powers, it also limited Harold's movement.

He could not leave that territory, or his victory would be reversed to a defeat, and forces from this organization would come for him to fulfill his destiny!

Remembering this individual with whom she had bet long ago, that woman smiled, imagining she could return to conceiving in no time.

"Hehe, so Harold left his 'prison' to help a young man in the northern region, eh? He got really bold." She commented in a low voice, seeing that reaching the 9th stage should have made that man confident.

She then looked at the 'little' level 79 woman in front of her and ordered. "Lane, send two eunuchs to the Flaming Empire. Bring back Harold Edwardstone alive and with his reproductive organ intact."

That woman dressed as a warrior accepted this mission and soon set off toward the Eunuchs Hall, the destination of every progenitor belonging to this great royal family.

Those who did not die after coitus became subjects of the queen, the soldiers who would fight for this state and be at the disposal of the royalty.

But despite losing their manhood and joy, these men had none of their talents affected and were even very well nurtured in this place.

In this way, several of them were renowned experts on the continent, strong and ruthless against those who deserved the same fate as them.

"I have a mission for the two of you." That woman said after entering a hall in another part of that headquarters.

Immediately after her words, the dozen or so individuals dressed entirely in white in the surrounding area looked at her with interest.

As men, the only joy left in their lives was fighting. So everyone there loved the idea of having something of the sort to do!

"I'll apply. Where will I have to go?" After getting up from a wooden stool, a tall, balding man asked.

"Flaming Empire."

"Oh? It's time for that seed..." The people there commented in low voices, considering one of the many that the queen had her eye on.