240: It's been a long time since I've messed with the cherry blossoms.

Huang Chen joyfully released Little Tiger, and sure enough, its health had fully recovered.

That meant Little Tiger could start laying eggs and building a nest.

When Little Tiger was captured, Huang Chen forcibly signed a master-servant contract with it. The beehive and the future Bee Swarm would all belong to Little Tiger, so they could all be stored in the Battle Pet Space.

After reading so much information, Huang Chen was very much looking forward to the scene of parading around with the Soul Devouring Bee Swarm... stinging anyone who dared to defy him.

However, Huang Chen was stumped on where to let Little Tiger build its nest.

Currently, the most ideal location was naturally by the Mirror Shadow Tower in Fengling Plateau.

The monster levels there were high and dense enough, and the soul power was correspondingly abundant.

But in the early stages, the number of Soul Devouring Bees was too small; they would probably be annihilated as soon as they got close.

The map of Central City was too spread out, and the monster density wasn't enough.

While Satellite City's wilderness resources were relatively concentrated, it was currently a period of rapid development. Even the Mie Wo City area, Huang Chen was reluctant to use for feeding the Soul Devouring Bees.

So, the only option left was the main city wilderness, where high-level monsters were relatively scarce.

Just right, it seemed like it had been a while since he had messed with the little japanese. Their thirty Satellite Cities had already been taken, and the main city was right in the middle of those thirty Satellite Cities, making it very easy to find.

That was indeed the most ideal place for nesting.

The two most densely populated monster dungeons in the main city area were the Monster Type and Gold-attribute dungeon. The Monster Type belonged to the Fire Element, with more area-of-effect skills, while the Gold-attribute dungeon was mainly Metal Element Users, which would be much safer for the Soul Devouring Bees to sting.

With a thought, Huang Chen's figure appeared in Mie Wo City One.

He then quickly sped off in one direction based on the Satellite City's location.

After flying for about two hours, a strong city with walls tens of meters high appeared in Huang Chen's sight.

"That's the Sakura Clan's main city."

Huang Chen floated in mid-air, his eyes filled with the same disdain an emperor would show when looking down on ants. "Soon... once the Guild Challenge ends and the National War opens, you can all disappear."

"However, in which direction is Zuma Temple?"

Huang Chen looked around the wilderness, feeling a wave of helplessness.

The main city of a clan and its surrounding map were absolutely unimaginably vast.

If he searched aimlessly, it might take Huang Chen several months to find it.

Coincidentally, just as Huang Chen was pondering how to find Zuma Temple, a team of dozens of people appeared in the distance.

The little japanese are truly good people, sending me a pillow just when I'm sleepy.

Huang Chen smiled slightly, and his figure disappeared from where he stood... Ever since Huang Chen conquered the thirty Satellite Cities of the little japanese, the entire little japanese nation was on tenterhooks.

Everyone knew that Huang Chen's attack on their main city was only a matter of time; staying in the main city would eventually lead to death.

Therefore, the little devils had been working hard to level up during this time, hoping to reach level 50 and escape this hell as soon as possible.

However, when they reached Central City at level 50, they realized that the cruelty of Central City was far greater than they had imagined.

Not to mention that all the large and small resources outside Central City had currently been divided up by various clans.

Even if they occasionally found some remote corners to level up, within half an hour, the Huaxia people would arrive with a large group.

Everyone was shocked by Huaxia's vast intelligence network.

One must know that information about opponents could not be viewed in Central City, so how could the Huaxia people accurately find their Sakura Clan among so many people?

They couldn't figure it out. Not only the most ordinary devils couldn't figure it out, but even Okamoto Yuji and the new Licking Emperor couldn't figure it out.

Helplessly, the high-level Sakura Clan members could only retreat to the main city again, to compete with those level 40 Trial Takers for leveling spots.

In fact, although Yang Nuo's intelligence network had basically taken shape, it was definitely not vast to this extent.

Yang Nuo's strategy was very simple.

A large wave of high-level Sakura Clan members had already been cleared out by Huang Chen.

The remaining ones were basically small fry, so their equipment would definitely not be good.

This made it much simpler to filter out the Sakura Clan members. A few people were assigned to watch each teleportation array.

As long as a Trial Taker with yellow hair and yellow skin, and shoddy equipment appeared, someone would follow them.

If these people didn't go to their corresponding organizations after arriving in Central City, then it could basically be confirmed that they were from the Sakura Clan... Mitsui Toshio irritably kicked a stubborn rock at his feet. At level 51, he now had to lead dozens of subordinates, feeling aggrieved, to a level 40 silver dungeon to level up.

The team was filled with suppressed resentment, and curses rose and fell.

"Damn Huaxia people!"

"All the Satellite Cities are lost, and the resources around the main city have been completely divided up by those large guilds. Where else can we rogues go?"

"These days are getting harder and harder to bear..."

Mitsui Toshio listened to his subordinates' complaints, and the evil fire in his heart burned even fiercer.

Players like them, who were neither high nor low, became the most awkward existence in this clan struggle.

Central City was like a dragon's den; if they showed their heads, they would be precisely encircled and suppressed by the Huaxia people. The higher-level maps around the main city were all monopolized by their own clan's major forces. Now, even the slightly better low-level dungeons were overcrowded, and their living space was squeezed to the limit.

What pained him most was the fate of Saintess Nakamori Meicai.

As one of the Saintess's most fanatical supporters, whenever he thought of her falling into the hands of that devil Huang Chen, Mitsui Toshio felt an evil fire, mixed with anger and jealousy, burning in his chest.

That Huaxia person... Involuntarily, images of Nakamori Meicai humiliatingly submitting to Huang Chen flashed in his mind. This thought almost drove him mad, and he desperately needed a slaughter to vent.

Just as the entire team was grumbling and moving forward, a soft "swish" sound suddenly echoed from the front of the team. A figure appeared out of thin air like a ghost, steadily blocking the team's path!

"baka!!"

Mitsui Toshio, caught off guard, was startled. When he saw that the other party was alone, the humiliation accumulated over days and the unvented evil fire immediately found an outlet.

He didn't dare provoke those top-tier big shots, but did a lone, low-level nobody dare to court disaster?

"Bastard! Are you blind? How dare you block my way! Get lost! Believe it or not, I'll send you to meet amaterasu omikami."

Just as Mitsui was spitting curses, someone in the team seemed to have discovered something terrifying. Staring fixedly at that face, their complexion instantly turned ashen.

That person trembled, reaching out to tug Mitsui Toshio's sleeve, their voice choked with tears: "Ca... Captain..."

"Get lost!" Mitsui Toshio, in a fit of rage, violently shook off the hand, his curses becoming even more offensive.

However, as Mitsui cursed, he suddenly noticed that the team had fallen terrifyingly silent. "You... what's wrong???"

"Ca... Captain, the de... demon!"

Upon hearing the word "demon," all of Mitsui's anger was instantly extinguished as if doused with ice water, replaced by a bone-chilling cold that crept up his spine to the top of his head.

Once upon a time, the word "demon" had become the nightmare of the entire Sakura Clan.

Mitsui Toshio's curses came to an abrupt halt. He slowly and with difficulty turned his head, his pupils dilated with extreme fear, his mouth unconsciously opening and closing, making strange clicking sounds: "You... you, you, you... you... are... the demon... Huang Chen?!"