A sudden commotion gave him a tremendous scare.
The previously calm pool of water erupted with a deafening boom, as if a bomb had exploded within it. Water splashed in all directions, shattered stones flew through the air, and the surrounding mist of primordial chaos dissipated entirely.
When he looked again, the member of the Demon God Clan who had been lying in the pool was now sprawled on its back, crushed beneath the rubble—utterly lifeless.
"Demon God… my lord…"
Evil Wolf stumbled back in terror, his face as pale as paper, eyes wide with horror.
At that moment, it felt as if nine thunderclaps had simultaneously exploded in Evil Wolf’s mind.
The Chaos Pool had exploded.
Such an omen had never before appeared in the history of the demon race. Just how powerful was this human?
As he descended the steps, Evil Wolf’s legs trembled beneath him.
To this day, he couldn’t comprehend how such a terrifying, monstrous figure had appeared in the city under his rule.
Though resentment gnawed at him, he still tried to console himself.
When he thought about it carefully, a life of cooking and brewing wine wasn’t so bad. What was the point of all the fighting and killing?
After resting, Yi Feng strolled leisurely through the city again.
As he wandered, he grumbled.
There were no clothing stores in this city…
No recreational activities to speak of…
Not even any pretty young women passing by to admire…
Each of his complaints sent Evil Wolf’s nerves into overdrive, terrified that Yi Feng might notice something amiss—especially after the incident with the Demon God lord. Evil Wolf was more on edge than ever.
At the same time, he made it his top priority to address every single one of Yi Feng’s complaints, sparing no effort to improve the city accordingly.
And so, half a month passed.
Walking once more through the streets of Demon City, the place now thrived with prosperity, bustling with crowds of people.
Food streets, commercial districts—everything was now in place.
Yi Feng could never have imagined that he alone would become the driving force behind the city’s development, transforming it from a primitive society into a modern one in just half a month.
During those two weeks, Yi Feng had searched everywhere for demonic creatures.
But they seemed to have vanished without a trace, leaving his grand plan to die in vain with no clear direction.
"These ordinary folks probably don’t know about any truly dangerous places," Yi Feng mused, stroking his chin.
Even if they did know of so-called "dangerous" locations, those places would only be perilous by their standards—certainly no threat to him.
"Looks like I’ll have to find the highest-ranking person in this city!"
"The City Lord’s Manor!"
Yi Feng’s gaze immediately landed on the tallest building in the city.
If even the City Lord’s Manor didn’t know where to find large numbers of demonic creatures or truly hazardous locations, then this place probably held no hope of killing him.
He’d have to go back and find that woman again.
With that thought, Yi Feng headed straight for the City Lord’s Manor.
Inside the grand hall of Demon City…
Evil Wolf, wearing an apron, was still working on his plate of stir-fried tomatoes and eggs.
Nearby, the leader of the Chicken Demon Clan had long since collapsed to the ground, weeping uncontrollably.
Just then, a dark figure rushed in frantically and knelt beside Evil Wolf.
But before the subordinate could urgently deliver his message, Evil Wolf cut him off.
At this moment, Evil Wolf’s full attention was fixed on the wok in his hands.
The subordinate’s face was frantic.
"But nothing! I’m at a critical stage right now. Even if the sky were falling, you’ll have to wait until I finish this plate of stir-fried tomatoes and eggs!"
Evil Wolf spoke sternly, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.
He had a feeling that this 2,002nd attempt might finally be the one to succeed.
Just as he was about to finish cooking, a voice echoed from outside the door.
"Yi Feng requests an audience with the City Lord!"
The words nearly made Evil Wolf fling his wok into the air in fright…