The group of six young juniors continued on their journey and nothing surprising happened as they travel.

Every night they would erect their camp and cultivate until dawn. They would sleep for a few hours and would continue with their traveling after breakfast.

Along the way, they would eat all sorts of snacks and chit chat with each other while walking.

Qi Meng remain aloof and did not mind these juniors.

He cultivated his soul everyday along their journey while his soul form kept an eye of the surroundings.

At the seventh day of every week, they would camp the whole day and spar with each other.

Their combat skills had improved a lot since they battled endlessly for 3 months with various peak stage Dao King experts.

The said peak stage Dao King experts varies in their level of combat skills. They had hard time when they sparred with a few of them whose age and experience far exceeds the rest. They may be in the same realm as the younger ones but they have experienced far more than them.

Battling with these true experts made the five juniors even more sharp like a blade. They can now be considered a topnotch above all cultivators below the peak stage Dao King realm.

They would even take the courage to have a spar with Qi Meng, 5 vs. 1. In the end, they have to expend a lot of Level 3 healing elixirs for them to continue with their journey on the next day, otherwise, they would be bedridden for at least two to three days.

Their sparring sessions with Qi Meng was more intense compared to the ones they had in the Ferocious Forest.

"Alright, we will camp here for another day. Let all your wounds heal first. Anyways we are already almost at the boundary and passing over that would already be the Sovereign Capital." Qi Meng ordered.

"En!" The five juniors responded and nodded simultaneously. They have been more submissive to Qi Meng ever since that bloody massacre and had treated him with more respect than the sect master and elders of their clan.

The bloody scene and heroic deed of Qi Meng that day was forever ingrained in their hearts making them submit with full reverence and overwhelming respect to him. It does not matter whether they are older than him. The most important thing to them right now is that they felt secured and full of aspirations while they are with their little boss.

After the bloody massacre, Qi Meng felt that there is a bit of transformation within his blood essence. He felt like wanting to go for another bloody battle. He knows that in order for him to cultivate his blood essence, he need to be engage in numerous fierce and deadly battles. In this way, the blood essence within him that is so miniscule would boil up and multiply which will make his body more vigorous.

He sat down and calmed his mind. An hour later, his body's condition has come back to normal.

Qi Meng now is thinking of a way how to cultivate his blood essence even at his young age. He does not expect anything from this region. The only way he can cultivate his blood essence is by going to that place where survival is of utmost importance for the people there. In short, he needs to continuously engage himself in combat and war.

The next day, they continued on their journey. A week later, they had already reached the outermost territory of the Sovereign Capital.

There are so many people present and can be busy trading at this part of the capital.

The most crowded part is the Black Market where cultivators can do trading or buy and sell treasures.

The Black Market is controlled by a powerful organization within the continent.

Even the Sovereign have to give them some face when dealing with them.

"The young master over there, would you like to a trade with me. I have some Emperor Grade treasures here."

"Esteemed senior, we have a few precious level 3 top tier body strengthening elixir here in our shop, would you like to do business with us?."

As Qi Meng and the five juniors walked along the Black Market, all sorts of slogans and offers can be seen and heard.

Qi Meng is not interested in buying or trading anything as nothing has yet caught his attention. Or rather it would be best to say that there is still nothing that appears to be worthy of his attention.

However, the five juniors are not like him. This is their first time coming here and they don't have much precious treasure in their storage rings except for a few low quality treasures. The best that they have in possession are the silk training armors which they are not allowed to use as of now.

Their round eyes are glimmering with excitement. However, Qi Meng seems like not interested to buy anything and continued to walk at a constant pace.

Suddenly, Qi Meng stopped in front of a small shop house with its sign written on a huge wooden plank hung above the shopfront.

"Blue Phoenix". Chu Qing read aloud and then turned her small head over to Qi Meng curiously. They had passed by so many shops larger than this one so she became curious as why would this small unadorned shop caught the little boss' interest.

"Let us go in!" Qi Meng said casually as he waved his hand.

Inside the shop is an old man sitting at the reception area reading some books.

As Qi Meng and the other five went inside, the old man looked at them once and then continued reading his book without giving the juniors a word and a second look.

Qi Meng just continued to go inside. Just right after they went in, they saw three shelves leaning on the three sides of the external wall of the small shop. The shelves has a few treasures displayed on it.

All the treasures were quite archaic and seems got no value to it.

Qi Meng is focusing at a black stone the size of a fist. It looks ordinary and old. The only distinguishable feature it has are the blurred runes engraved on top of it.

"Old man, how much are you selling this black stone? I want it."

The old man looked at Qi Meng seriously while his eyes scanned his body from top to bottom.

"Weird, you are clearly a kid but I do really feel an absurd aura coming from you. If feels like a ferocious beast wanting to eat me alive."

The old man said casually and then brought down his book on top of the wooden counter.

He then slowly walked to the side of the juniors.

"You do not need to know who I am. You only need to let me know how I can acquire this thing and I will pay for it at any cost equivalent to your offer." Qi Meng said in a cold tone.

Upon hearing his tone of speech, the old man suddenly reached out his hand aiming for Qi Meng's neck.

Qi Meng did not react and just stand there not moving.

Just as his hand is about to reach Qi Meng's neck at about an inch away, the old man suddenly stopped his surprise attack and his body is shivering uncontrollably.

"Old man, I am only here to buy your stuff and not come here to kill. If you are really tired of living, I got no qualms in extending a bit one of my hands to help you."

"Now, you tell me, are you going to sell it or do you want me to aid you in sending you to hell? I don't care if you are a peak stage Dao Monarch or even an Immortal, when I am around you must know where you should stand."

Qi Meng blasted the weakened body of the old man after his soul form kept on putting a heavy pressure on the old man's soul with a straight punch to the old man's wrinkled face.

The old man vomited a mouthful of blood after his lean body hit the wooden counter rendering it to broken pieces.

"Who are you? Why are you here in my shop pretending to be a junior?"

The old man asked in doubt.

"This does not concern you." Qi Meng said coldly as he jumped towards the old man with a fierce kick at his thin abdomen.

The old man has no idea why he could not unleash any of his strength in front of this junior. Even if this kid is a disguised expert at the peak stage Dao Monarch realm, he should be able to defend himself as he is also a peak stage Dao Monarch as well.

Qi Meng threw a Level 4 top tier herbal essence elixir to the old man and took the ordinary black stone from the shelf.

Upon seeing the bottle of level 4 elixir rolling on the ground, the old man widened his eyes. These are elixirs only used by immortals.

Qi Meng and the juniors did not say another word as they left while the old man at his pitiful state looked at Qi Meng continuously without blinking an eye.

He suddenly stood up and run out of the small shop rashly to say thanks to the unknown expert.

However, Qi Meng and his companions had already took a turn and disappeared.

"Alright, Qi Jiang keep this black stone and study it. You will gain tremendous benefit in doing so!" Qi Meng casually threw the ordinary looking black stone as be speak.

Each of them were shocked. That black stone was not cheap and he casually gifted it to one of them.

"What is this thing? Thank you anyways, I will work hard in studying it." Qi Jiang said with a smile.

"You don't need to know!"

Qi Meng said.

Qi Jiang was speechless and did not asked further. He just witnessed how a peak stage Dao Monarch was beaten to a pulp without a sweat by this little monster.

"Today we need to find a weak clan and take over their residence territory so we do not need to wander around. There are still a few months away from the tournament and we need a permanent place here to live and start to do the preparation." Qi Meng seriously said.

The five of them were again stunned. This guy is really unpredictable. At first he massacred a clan by himself because one of his clansman was humiliated in front of him.

Now, he wants to bully another clan so that they themselves could have a place to stay while preparing for the upcoming tournament.

There are still seven months prior to the tournament and it is just appropriate for them to find a permanent residence.

But thinking about how hard it is to even beat the prominent clans at the capital, the five juniors had not hope in doing so.

The clans here are not just any average clan outside the capital just like the Zhao Clan. The population size of the prominent clans here are at least triple the size of the foregone Zhao Clan which was twice larger than their own clans. They are just hoping and praying the their little boss can do another miracle.