Reigning Supreme in countless worlds With Beast taming

In a somewhat secluded corner of the trading area of the Glutton's Gathering Place, an ancient and quaint little building suddenly had a sign hanging over it!

Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion!

Though this little shop called Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion was in a secluded spot and the building itself wasn't extensive, every creature passing by couldn't help but glance up a few times, as if this was the most attention-grabbing place in the entire trading area.

However, the vast majority of creatures from various clans just took a few glances before hastening their steps away, as if fearing a terrifying hand would reach out from the building and drag them in to be completely devoured!

It's no wonder that creatures from various clans in the gathering place were so cautious, for the battle not long ago was simply too astonishing!

Sea King Arthur was an Upper Divine Spirit in the late stage, very close to peak strength, and his power was undeniable, otherwise such a top-level powerhouse from the gathering place wouldn't have personally invited him back then.

But not long ago, this overwhelmingly powerful Sea King, leading hundreds of formidable beings, among whom were two Upper Divine Realm Horror Whales and over a dozen Middle Rank Divine Sea Clans, rushed into this little building in an overwhelming group, and no sound ever came out again.

In fact, shortly after the building's door reopened, Sea King Arthur's Divine Artifact Trident, and the crown he always wore on his head to signify his status, were blatantly displayed on the counter!

If these two Divine Artifacts were put up for sale, then Sea King Arthur's fate was imaginable!

If it were just about defeating the Sea King, it would be nothing worth mentioning; after all, the gathering place had numerous powerful beings, and there were plenty of top-level divine spirits capable of defeating Arthur.

But the fact that hundreds of powerful beings, including Sea King Arthur, entered this little shop without a trace of battle power being detected outside, and the fact that the whole battle ended in such a short time without a single Sea Clan escaping, shocked all passing creatures from various clans passing by this little shop.

In fact, not only were these creatures astonished, but the leaders of various forces within the entire gathering place were also astonished.

They had some understanding of the Sea King's strength but didn't expect this newcomer to be so formidable, efficiently dealing with the Sea King and his hundreds of Sea Clan subordinates!

Given the strength of these beings, they quickly speculated that the interior of that small building must have had an independent space, or else so many powerhouses wouldn't have been able to enter without a trace of battle energy leaking out.

However, given Arthur's strength, even if trapped in the opponent's home territory, he shouldn't have been so easily slain.

Although they didn't understand it, this battle confirmed to all forces in the gathering place that the strength of the human clan owner of Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion must be formidable.

Because of this, many leaders of these forces warned their subordinates not to provoke the owner until they had thoroughly investigated the strength of the so-called Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion owner, even if the small building was displaying various treasures, including powerful artifacts from Sea King Arthur, they should not harbor any greed!

Otherwise, if trouble truly came to their doorstep, the leaders wouldn't spare those troublemakers!

Of course, not all forces feared Qin Feng; aside from the forces of the four top-level powerhouses, other major forces at the forefront didn't pay much attention to Qin Feng either.

Although his earlier battle results were impressive, it merely added a layer of mystery; perhaps relying on hidden traps and prohibitions within the building to deal with those Sea Clans.

Such a presence would only appear formidable in its own stronghold. Many powerhouses felt that as long as Qin Feng left his small building, he wouldn't possess such formidable strength anymore.

Inside the little building of Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion, Qin Feng sat behind the counter, holding a freshly organized account book, recording the treasures displayed in the shop.

He couldn't be bothered to think of another name, so he borrowed the name of his sect's business, Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion, to open a branch in the Abandoned Land!

After all, he was probably the only Biluo native in the entire Abandoned Land; operating under the name of Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion to deceive... ahem, do business, there likely wouldn't be anyone who cared or spread news of his actions!

The Swallowing Sky Toad held a coin in its mouth, placed by Qin Feng as a mascot on the counter.

It was about the size of a fist, squatting there motionless, its two bright eyes resembling the most precious treasure beads in the world, and combined with its body emit demon energy shrouded in layers of space power, if without a close look, it might really be mistaken for a decoration.

In front of the shelves, Old Turtle, carrying a turtle shell, held a feather duster, pretending to brush away the non-existent dust on the treasures, acting busy and diligent!

Only its small eyes rolled energetically, constantly looking outside, pondering how to draw a few folks from the street to come in to exchange for treasures.

They knew their master's true intention in opening a shop here was to acquire treasures from the beings of various clans in the Abandoned Land.

Establishing a branch of Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion here was merely Qin Feng's need for a business identity; he needed this identity to connect with various powerful beings in the gathering place, and trade various items.

Although Qin Feng himself rarely participated in sect business, and didn't involve much in business dealings while in the family, he could still easily devise a simple plan, plus he could delegate the specifics to Old Turtle.

With its cunning and calculations, it could surely ensure significant gains, while leaving the creatures from various clans who came to buy or sell treasure resources satisfied.

Moreover, the treasures in Qin Feng's small building, if not the most comprehensive in the entire gathering place, were not far off.

The monsters and demon gods he had subdued over the years weren't just mere brutes who knew how to fight; among so many demon gods, there were surely a few who specialized in refining various divine artifacts or medicines.

The various resources in his Demon Refining Pot's ninth layer space were abundant, whether for forging divine weaponry, crafting various medicines, or other peculiar materials; it was all-encompassing.

Even if powerhouses desired to indulge in various delicacies and needed various herbs or treasures for decoration, Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion could provide as well.

While many shops in the trading area offered these, and even surpassed Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion in certain aspects.

For example, the divine weapons crafted in the Flame Giant's forge were more refined than those crafted by his subordinate demon gods. Similarly, the alchemists specializing in magic potions were more professional, and the Mechanical Divine Master's side could provide various mechanical weapons that Qin Feng couldn't offer.

But those truly called masters in a specific trade were only a few, and ordinary beings couldn't afford the price for their services.

Moreover, these shops dealing in various trades were too scattered, each far apart, relatively less comprehensive in goods than Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion.

This mainly resulted from the leaders of top-level forces focusing all their thoughts on escaping the Abandoned Land, never paying attention to these businesses.

Just some external things, not as important as them leaving the Abandoned Land!

Qin Feng has yet to cultivate to their Realm; otherwise, he probably wouldn't spend so much effort on things that are of little use to Top Level strongmen like them!

Otherwise, if any of those Top Level strongmen were serious, any of their subordinates could do better and bigger things, and Qin Feng wouldn't have the chance to benefit in the settlement!

But now, Qin Feng's Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion has become the only comprehensive shop in the entire settlement. Once the wave of Qin Feng's slaying the Sea King passes, and the life forms in the settlement start eyeing the treasures on the shelves, they'll naturally come to purchase!

So even though those passing by in the street are avoiding it, Qin Feng doesn't care.

Once the business is open, and the life forms of different races see that this is indeed a marketplace and not a terrifying place that devours everything, they will naturally become more curious.

As long as they come in, Qin Feng is not afraid that they won't be tempted by the treasures he displays!

The Abandoned Land is without sun or moon, undistinguishable between day and night, except during the Chaos Storms. Normally, it remains in a gray and hazy state.

The strongmen often calculate Time through changes within themselves; otherwise, they have no way of knowing how many years have passed. Over time, this changeless appearance can easily drive people mad.

Qin Feng calculated secretly. It's been about three days since he beheaded the Sea King and placed the Divine Artifact Artifact Trident in the most conspicuous spot of the store.

No beings have come in these three days, but Qin Feng didn't mind.

According to his routine, every day, besides sitting in the shop for two hours enjoying a cup of Spiritual Tea and tasting a few Spirit Fruits, he leaves the rest of the time for the Old Turtle to mind the store.

As for himself, as long as it's time, he'll turn upstairs, either to meditate and cultivate or to study various Laws and research many Divine Power Principles, filling each day to the brim, making going down to the store the most relaxing time.

This day, Qin Feng was half-sitting, half-lying on a leisure chair, with two graceful and smooth-skinned Mermaids summoned to serve tea and water, almost to the point of massaging his shoulders and legs!

The Old Turtle beside him didn't envy at all!

For in all the years at Beiming Immortal Mansion, it had already enjoyed all the things, whether to be enjoyed or not!

"Master, this won't work in the long run!"

Though the Old Turtle was very patient and wasn't anxious about no business, it adhered to the principle of flattery at all times, so it should worry about what worried the master and think what the master thought, thus proactively offering Qin Feng advice.

"There hasn't been any business these past few days; it's likely that the races of the settlement were frightened by the previous battle.

Why not send some Demon Gods outside for propaganda, to raise the reputation of our Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion branch?

In this big settlement, not all the race strongmen know that we beheaded the Sea King; surely there are some uninformed ones that we could trick into some deals?"

"No rush, no rush!"

Qin Feng, ever the calm, swung his leg leisurely, accepted the purple sand pot passed over by the Mermaid maid, took a gentle sip of Spiritual Tea, and stretched comfortably: "We've displayed so many things; sooner or later, it will attract people in. They're a bit uneasy now, so raising fame now won't be very effective.

There are countless deaths and injuries of life forms daily in the settlement, with frequent shifts in forces; soon, there won't be anyone who remembers who the Sea King was. Then we'll publicize well, and won't we attract those fat sheep?"

"Master has a farsighted vision, strategic insight, keen perception, and sharp vision. Your meticulous planning and calm demeanor win my utmost admiration!"

The Old Turtle diligently placed a plate of Spirit Fruits before Qin Feng, watching Qin Feng pick one up and eat it before continuing to shower all sorts of flattering praises, completely replacing the Hellhound as the sycophantic lapdog!

Amidst their conversation, suddenly they saw someone outside cautiously peeping into the store and, unlike before, didn't leave after a few glances. Instead, their eyes clearly revealed a desire, closely eyeing several items on the shelves!

The Old Turtle beamed with joy at this sight: "Master indeed has foresight. We don't really need to do anything; a strongman has already come in to exchange for treasures.

Hmm, why does this guy seem sneaky, doesn't seem like a good person?

Could it be he's trying to rob our treasures?"

Qin Feng, hearing this, glanced at the Old Turtle's round head and felt somewhat amused by this creature calling others sneaky; how much better could you be?

He peered outside and immediately rolled his eyes: "Nonsense, this guy is a Ghost Item, not sneaky—does it look like something else?

Alright, that guy's in; go and greet him, try to make this the first business deal of the day.

Once others see we operate normally here, hopefully, we'll proceed on the right track!"

"Yes, yes, I'm on it!"

The Old Turtle trotted out from behind the counter and only then resumed normal steps, looking at the Ghost Item who bravely entered, wondering internally. The first customer of a business, a ghostly creature full of Yin Qi, was a bit unlucky!

Who knows if this might affect the store's future business!

Hmm, probably not; the Abandoned Land is inherently an Absolute Zone, a place of inevitable death with countless buried beings. It's already like this; how much more unlucky can it get?

After all, apart from the most fundamental Space and Time Laws, there are no other Laws here, not even the Destiny Dao, which is greatly weakened.

Any Life or Undead coming into the Abandoned Land, all living existences see their destiny paths altered, twisted beyond recognition, with the Power of Destiny only affecting them minimally unless they escape.

Moreover, with the master's strength, with over eight hundred Demon Gods and tens of millions of Demon Soldiers inside the Demon Refining Pot, just from the Little Ghost's bad luck, could it possibly affect the master?