Little Grace heard the words Scarlett and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Scarlett was Henry Grant's personal maid, and like Little Grace, she was a trusted confidant brought out from the royal residence by Henry Grant, though she rarely appeared in public.

However, Little Grace knew that Scarlett had also received guidance from Henry Grant, her cultivation was no weaker than his, and she was only one step away from reaching the Great Perfection of the Transcendence Realm.

“If possible, don’t kill anyone. Wait for me to come back and deal with it!” Henry Grant said. He would never admit that he was reluctant to part with those fortune points. For a senior expert like him to covet a few fortune points—if word got out, what would people think?

“Understood, my lord!” Little Grace didn’t ask any further, but secretly vowed in her heart to guard the household well for her prince.

Not long after, a woman in palace attire strode over. She had a fair, doll-like face, looking only about ten years old, dressed in an embroidered long skirt, with smooth, long hair draped down her back. She looked elegant and beautiful.

“Master!”

The woman bowed in greeting.

“Scarlett, get ready and accompany me on a long journey!” Henry Grant said directly.

“Alright!”

The woman didn’t say much else and replied directly.

When the sect master traveled, Henry Grant was deliberately low-key, but it wasn’t completely secret.

A pair of eyes stared intently at the departing convoy, a terrifying light flickering within them.

——

Inside the spacious carriage, which was as wide as an expanded train car, Henry Grant wore a loose, dark robe, half-reclining on a soft tiger-skin couch, holding a book and reading with great interest.

The book in his hand was a geographical record of the Great Xia Empire, introducing the local customs and practices of various regions, as well as historical information, helping to provide a comprehensive understanding of the entire realm.

For Henry Grant, all of this was very new. Most importantly, it gave him a global perspective on the Great Xia and the entire Xuanyuan Continent.

Beside him, Scarlett was peeling grapes for Henry Grant, feeding them into his mouth one by one.

The decadent life of a feudal aristocrat was just this plain and boring!

Although it was the height of summer outside, there was not the slightest trace of heat inside the carriage. The shock-absorbing system was excellent, so even though the carriage was speeding along, there was no sense of bumpiness at all.

Suddenly, the carriage slowly came to a stop.

Henry Grant’s expression was somewhat playful as he said, “We’ve had a peaceful journey, but what’s meant to come has still come!”

Chapter Fourteen: Ambush in the Demon Domain

Henry Grant stood up and pushed open the carriage door, a wave of heat rushing toward him.

The carriage was drawn by six majestic Fire Dragon Colts. These colts were over three meters tall, their bodies wreathed in flames, exuding a draconic aura and an intimidating presence.

Not far away, David Reed was riding a similarly crimson Fire Dragon Colt at the front of the convoy. It was said that these colts carried the bloodline of ancient fire dragons and were extremely rare.

Currently, only the Taichu Sect possessed them, making them a symbol of the sect’s upper echelon. Without a certain status, one was not qualified to own a Fire Dragon Colt.

Only the sect master of the Taichu Sect could have such a display, with six Fire Dragon Colts pulling his carriage.

Besides David Reed, there was also a group of elite, black-clad experts.

These were members of Henry Grant’s personal guard. Each member was at least at the peak of the Mortal Shedding Realm, and the captain was even a powerhouse of the Transcendence Realm.

“Awoo!”

Unnoticed, several hundred large, buffalo-sized hungry wolves had surrounded them.

These wolves carried a hint of demonic aura; they were clearly not ordinary wild wolves, but had become demon wolves of some power.

Such demon wolves were rarely seen, even one at a time, because the Great Xia Empire was not in chaos. The army regularly organized campaigns to hunt down all kinds of demon beasts, preventing them from growing too strong.

In addition, there were all sorts of cultivators throughout the empire. Whether for the sake of protecting the land and people, or out of greed for the valuable fur, flesh, and bones of these demon beasts, they would actively hunt them down.

As a result, there were hardly any powerful demon beasts anywhere, let alone several hundred demon wolves. Such a situation could only occur in the demon domains where monsters gathered.

“Don’t worry, Master. It’s just a few hundred demon wolves. Watch me slay these beasts for you!”

David Reed drew the long saber from his back, rested it on his shoulder, and said with an easy smile.

A few hundred demon wolves, though somewhat formidable, were at most at the Mortal Shedding Realm. The strongest among them was only at that level, while the rest were merely comparable to innate-level monsters, just beginning to develop demonic aura.

“A few hundred demon wolves are indeed nothing, but the one who can command these wolves is interesting!” Henry Grant sat cross-legged at the carriage door, speaking with great interest.

Henry Grant recalled the memories of his predecessor. In this world, there were many forces capable of controlling demon beasts, but only two could command so many demon wolves. One was the Silverback Wolf King of the demon race, for whom this was an innate divine ability.