After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

The blue wolf pack in the Black Desert was not something the guards could touch; they simply lit torches and waved them to keep the beasts away.

Chen Futu and Ge Fei slipped away quietly.

The temperature is very low at night in the Black Sand Sea, and the night wind is chilly, accompanied by the smell of wild animals' blood.

The battle didn't waste much time, and Chen Futu didn't use any fancy moves, his attacks were all aimed at the wolf's rear or mouth.

Fifteen minutes later, the ground was covered with wolf carcasses.

The guards arrived and were shocked to see the two men wipe out a pack of wolves.

Even the Blue Wolf King, whose size was comparable to a tiger, fell at Chen Futu's feet.

It should be noted that the strongest member of the guard team was only a Grandmaster. If these two could take down the wolf pack together, it meant they could also defeat them. Therefore, the guards all showed awe and no one dared to covet the wolf pelts.

The leader of the guard, Liu Yun, laughed heartily, "Young hero, let us help you process the wolf pelt. We guarantee it won't be damaged in the slightest."

This is reality: only those with strength can earn respect.

Chen Futu didn't stand on ceremony with him. He wanted the two sides to join forces to deal with the approaching Dantu, and he was only trying to curry favor for his own benefit.

They spent an hour processing the wolf pelt; their knife skills were quite good. Given the presence of the wolf king, this was a business worth tens of thousands of gold.

Chen Futu gave them the wolf meat, which prompted the guards to express their gratitude.

The blue wolves have abundant blood energy, which is beneficial to them.

Shen San couldn't help but flatter him again, while Shen Lu's gaze towards Chen Futu became increasingly complicated. She knew Chen Futu was a good fighter, but she didn't expect him to be this good.

The master and servant were as powerful as an entire guard regiment; it was simply outrageous.

Just to be on the safe side, Shen San had the wolf pelt stored separately to prevent it from being targeted by others.

The caravan continued its journey the next day. Along the way, Shen Lu hesitated to speak, while Chen Futu only said that he had some knowledge of martial arts and that Ge Fei, who served as his bodyguard, was very skilled.

Three days later, the convoy finally arrived at the desert oasis of Dantu.

The tribe, nestled in the mountain valley, is visible from afar, surrounded by lush greenery and a stunning blue lake that resembles a mirror. To caravans who have been traveling long distances and seeing only the black desert all day, this scene is nothing short of paradise.

"Stop whoever comes!"

Just as we arrived near the Dantu tribe, dozens of horses suddenly galloped towards us.

These are the infamous Dantu bandits, whose physiques are extremely tall and robust. Their bronze skin gives them a savage and aggressive aura, and their strength is all above the Innate level. Their leader is even a half-step Grandmaster, a unique advantage that is astonishing.

Shen San was prepared and stepped forward obsequiously, saying, "We have come from afar and have prepared gifts. We hope that the King of Dantu will accept them."

Liu Yun had two carts brought over, loaded with local specialties from the Central Plains, including clothing and daily necessities, as well as glass mirrors and soaps from the Northern Frontier.

The leader used his long knife to lift the canvas and examine it carefully, then nodded, "You've put in the effort."

As he spoke, his gaze fell on Ge Fei, whose face was covered in "scars," and finally fixed on Shen Lu, whose face was wrapped in a thick mask. He scolded, "Take off the mask!"

Shen Lu was startled and quickly untied her face towel, revealing a round face with a bulbous nose and cheeks covered in freckles like sesame seeds.

Chen Futu chuckled inwardly. This woman was quite clever; she knew she might be ordered to remove her veil, so she had pulled Ge Fei into a disguise to make herself look ugly beforehand. But this ugliness was simply too horribly ugly, going too far.

Sure enough, the leader's expectant gaze turned fierce, and he spat, "Damn ugly, it's an eyesore."

Having seen no beautiful women, they lost interest and ordered that the gifts on both sides be left behind before letting them pass.

Shen San thanked him profusely and then urged the caravan to leave quickly.

Since no trouble arose, Chen Futu naturally didn't bother to interfere, since it wasn't his local specialty anyway.

Just then, the leader suddenly shouted, "Halt!"

The convoy came to an abrupt stop. Shen San asked, puzzled, "Does the master have any further instructions?"

"There's a bloody smell in the car, let's open it and take a look."

He was referring to a car covered in blue wolf skins.

Shen San tensed up and said with a forced smile, "It's just some furs. We plan to transport them to the Western Regions to sell."

"Just open it when I tell you to, stop with all the nonsense!"

The leader brandished a long sword, looking fierce and menacing.

They're in the business of long-term relationships, and while they're not likely to make things difficult for businessmen, the smell of blood is too strong to escape their noses.

Shen San froze, staring at Chen Futu with pleading eyes. He was at his wit's end; these guys were really capable of killing people.

Chen Futu frowned and pressed his large hand towards Long Que.

Ge Fei narrowed her eyes, and a murderous intent arose spontaneously.

Xiao Bai sensed something was wrong. Sitting on the camel, she turned around and locked her gaze on the leader. Her wide, innocent expression suddenly turned fierce. These bastards couldn't even withstand one of her punches. As long as her big brother spoke, she would kill these bandits with one punch.

"What, you dare to resist?"

Sensing the hostility of Chen Futu and his companions, the leaders also reached for the long swords at their waists.

Just as a battle was about to break out, Chen Futu suddenly pulled out a black token and said, "Take a look at this."

The leader casually unleashed his inner strength to grab the token. Upon seeing the words "Black Demon Token," he was so terrified that he tumbled off his horse and knelt on the ground. The other bandits followed suit, jumping off their horses and kneeling down as well.

This scene left Shen San and his group dumbfounded, and Shen Lu covered her mouth in astonishment.

The leader bowed his head and held the token above his head. "I apologize, sir. We were rash. Please do not take offense."

"Good to know, then return it."

Chen Futu's eyes sharpened, and the other party hurriedly stepped forward respectfully to return the token. He had completely shed his previous irritability and said with a smile, "My lord, are you tired? I will escort your team into the tribe to rest."

In the blink of an eye, he turned into a lackey.

Chen Futu toyed with the Black Demon Token and said mockingly, "Are we still checking for bloodstains?"

"The smell of blood? Where is the smell of blood? You only exude nobility, nobility beyond words."

The leader was blatantly flattering him, even Shen San was impressed. How could there be such a scoundrel in the world? Where did his arrogance go? Keep going!

"You're smart, lead the way."

Chen Futu put away the Black Demon Token and spoke. The other party did not hesitate and ordered his subordinates to escort the convoy forward.

Throughout the journey, the leader carefully stayed by Chen Futu's side, rubbing his hands together in an obsequious manner.

The caravan members were all dazed, especially the guards who had traveled this route more than once. When had they ever seen such Dantu bandits who had no scruples whatsoever?

In fact, Chen Futu hadn't expected the Black Desert Saintess's Black Demon Token to be so useful. She had previously said that with the Black Demon Token one could move freely in the Western Regions, which he hadn't quite believed at the time. Now, it seemed that her power was beyond his imagination. A single token had such power. If she herself came, wouldn't this leader kneel down and lick her toes?

This is the real power, or rather, the power behind the Holy Maiden is far stronger than that of Brahma Tower.

Chen Futu became increasingly curious about her.