Up in the sky.
The Violet-Crowned Golden Eagle's corpse lay on the ground, a sword wound that was almost ten meters long on its abdomen. It had pierced its body directly, and blood was seeping out, dyeing its beautiful golden feathers red.
Beside the Violet-Crowned Golden Eagle's corpse, Jiang He had ended his call with Three Blades Lin and Wang Hou with a sour look on his face.
Putting away the Violet-Crowned Golden Eagle's corpse with a wave of his hand, he could not help sighing, "Sigh … the MAD is so rich, but why are they so poor?
"I asked for hundreds of Orirocks and three tufts of Sword Will Barrenwort, and they only promised me a hundred Orirocks and one tuft of Sword Will Barrenwort?"
Most importantly …
Though they did agree, Wang Hou's tone made it clear that the MAD did not have any stockpile at all. Moreover, Wang Hou had said over the phone that he would get a hundred Orirocks for himself even if it meant robbing.
Still, it made sense when he thought about it.
After all, Orirocks were more or less the same as spirit stones in fantasy novels. They were divine-tier cultivation resources, and would greatly help rank-nine cultivators.
In a world where Qi had just returned, there were no spirit stone veins, and they had to rely on heritage sites to produce Orirocks, not to mention that not all heritage sites had Orirocks.
Even if a powerhouse opened the ruins, the Primordial Stones they obtained would be used for cultivation and to improve their strength. After all, it was rare for someone like Old Master Lin to have accumulated 14 Primordial Stones. After all, his cultivation had already reached the peak of Rank-9, and he was only short of perfecting his Power of Will.
"Wang Hou is a Void-tier elite. Since he promised me a hundred Orirocks, he naturally wouldn't lie to a martial arts newbie like me."
"What does stealing or robbing have to do with me?"
With that, Jiang He leapt off the peak of Mount Tian.
A scarlet sword light shot out from between his brows even as he was in the air. It expanded against the wind and turned into a giant sword that landed beneath Jiang He's feet.
Whoosh!
Drawing a graceful arc over the horizon, Jiang He left with Royal Sword Flight.
When he was around fifty kilometers away from Lake Kanas, Jiang He landed and put away his Scarlet Flame Sword, casting Blind Princess's Eight Practices to hurry on his way.
After all, Jiang He was prepared to play it safe as a trump card, and he did not want to expose the fact that he was a qi refinist.
The only two eagle sisters who knew that he could kill with Royal Sword Flight were dead.
"Jiang He!"
Chen Jingzhou and the others noticed Jiang He from afar and rose to greet him, asking in concern, "Are you alright, Jiang He? Your mount said that you went to Heaven Mountain to seek revenge … Oh, by the way, where is the Saber King? "
Jiang He glanced at the black panther who was eating fish by the lake.
The black leopard trembled and hurriedly sent a spiritual voice transmission, "Master, don't blame me. I'm just worried about you …"
She's acting coquettishly?
Withdrawing his gaze, Jiang He laughed out loud. "My mount is just spouting nonsense. Mount Tian … Mount Tian is the Golden-Crowned Black Eagle's territory, and it's a Feral King on the same level as the Red Toad King. Would a mere rank-nine martial arts newbie like me dare to bother a Feral King?"
Jiang He did not even blink as he lied. After all, he was lying for the good of Chen Jingzhou and the others, or what if he scared them with the truth?
He said, "I heard that the stream at the foot of Sky Mountain is formed by the melting snow on the mountain. The fish in it are very delicious, so I came here."
"By the way, it's already one o 'clock. Let's go."
"The Blade King has matters to attend to and has returned to Jingdu City. I'll call the shots when we reach Tantra."
"…"
Chen Jingzhou's mouth hung open, and his expression darkened considerably.
Martial arts newbie?
You must have some misunderstanding about the term martial arts newbie, don't you?
Moreover, you had just killed the Red Toad King, and now you're saying that you won't dare to bother a Feral King? Don't you feel your conscience hurting?
He gave Jiang He a suspicious look …
The Blade King had returned?
That was possible, but wasn't it a little too hasty to let Jiang He call the shots?
He was worried that Jiang He would start a fight with the Tantras when they reached them.
They had already finished their grilled meat, cleaned the grill grill, and tidied up the barbecue condiments.
Putting away the grill grill with a wave of his hand, Jiang He leapt onto the black panther and smiled. "Let's go. We'll try to reach Tantra before nightfall."
…
Jingdu City.
The Martial Arts Department (MAD).
Wang Hou was typing away on his computer, issuing orders and arrangements through Three Blades Lin and Zhou Yu.
"Minister Wang, the five Holy Grounds … are a little reluctant."
"What?"
Wang Hou was furious. "They're so fussy even when we're asking them to lend us a person. Do they still want to recruit disciples in our domain? Tell the five Holy Grounds that it's fine if they don't want to lend me anyone. I'll let them off if they give me a hundred Orirocks each. "
"Minister Wang …"
Zhou Yu could not decide whether to laugh or cry. "The five Holy Grounds have said that they would lock their gates again if you keep this up. They have a limited number of Void-tier elites, and they need to keep the Stargate stable."
Wang Hou: "…"
All he could do was curse, "Did the people of the five Holy Grounds grow up eating shit? Leaving aside the Wudang Holy Ground, the other four Holy Grounds only have so few Void-tier elites after a thousand years of history? "
Zhou Yu was silent.
His words …
He was not in a position to judge.
After all, he was not even divine-tier, and Void-tier elites were not cabbages. Each of the Holy Grounds had a few Void-tier elites after a thousand years of history, and that was already very powerful, alright?
Void-tier elites had a lifespan of five hundred years.
Moreover, from 500 to 600 years ago until now, it just happened to be the period of a gap in the Martial Dao, the Age of Chaos. It was only because the five great Sacred Grounds were special and possessed secret realms that they were able to give birth to so many Void Initiation Realm experts. Look at those ancient martial clans and sects in the mortal world, how many of them had a Void Initiation Realm expert holding down the fort?
Even if they did, they were in a state of certain death, and some were even nearing the end of their lifespans.
"What did the sects and ancient martial clans with Void-tier elites say?"
"The Ji clan of Northwest and the Jiang clan of the Yellow Emperor's tomb are close. It is said that the Void-tier elite of the Ji clan has been cultivating in the Jiang clan's Holy Ground to help keep the Stargate stable. Elder Dong of the Eight Trigrams School is willing to fight, and Elder Luchan is willing to come out as well."
"The Miao clan of Southern Border is nearing the end of his lifespan. I haven't contacted him yet."
"Master Zhang Tianxing of the Zhang clan of Cangzhou just called, saying that he is ready to fight if needed."
Wang Hou waved his hand and said, "Master Dong and Master Luchan are more than enough to help. Please tell Master Zhang to rest well, and when I'm free, I'll go have a drink with him."
Zhou Yu acknowledged the order and left.
Wang Hou then sought out Three Blades Lin and asked, "Old Lin, how's your grandpa? Has he returned? "
The Lin clan of Jingdu City was an ancient martial clan with a long history.
Aside from the Blade King whose name shook the world of martial arts, Three Blades Lin's grandpa was also a Void-tier elite.
At the mention of his grandpa, Three Blades Lin could not help chuckling bitterly and sighing. "He hasn't replied yet … my grandpa … ah, it's a long story. He's already over two hundred years old, but he's still no different from a child. What era are we in now? How dangerous is the ocean? "
"A while ago, when he heard that the ruins of the Japanese island nation had been opened, he simply wanted to cross the ocean to claim the providence, only to run into the Nine-Headed Serpent Emperor attacking the island and fighting it. There's still no word from him even now."
Some time ago, it was reported that the Nine-Headed Serpent Emperor had attacked a certain island nation and sunk one of its islands. It was only later that the Hua Nation elites came to their aid and repelled the Nine-Headed Serpent Emperor.
That incident …
There was, but the truth was a little different from what the news reported.
The truth was that one of the ruins of the Japanese island nation had been opened, and Three Blades Lin's grandpa had gone there to claim the providence. He was the first to arrive, and the opening of the ruins attracted the Nine-Headed Serpent Emperor.
A Void Initiation Realm powerhouse and a Fierce Beast Emperor fought a great battle and sank an island.
As for why the news would report that it was the Hua Nation elites who came to their aid and repelled the Nine-Headed Serpent Emperor, aiding the Japanese island nation … was such a report not better than the truth?
After all, the Hua Nation was a major nation with many elites and dignity.
As for why the Japanese island nation would report it that way, it might have something to do with Wang Hou's visit there.
At the mention of the Nine-Headed Serpent Emperor, Three Blades Lin was seething and seething in rage, "If something really happens to my grandpa, I'll kill that Nine-Headed Serpent King!"
"You? You're just a divine-tempest pinnacle divine-tier martial artist … "
"Kill the Nine-Headed Serpent Emperor with your head?"
Wang Hou could not help retorting, but his gaze shifted even before he finished —
"Wait, did you just say the Nine-Headed Serpent King? That beast from Lake Coiling Dragon? "
Amused, Wang Hou chuckled. "The Nine-Headed Serpent Emperor is a Nine-Headed Serpent Emperor, and the Nine-Headed Serpent King is a Nine-Headed Serpent King … even if both of those beasts are nine-headed serpents, they have nothing to do with each other. Even if something happens to your grandpa, it's the Nine-Headed Serpent Emperor's fault. Why would you kill the Nine-Headed Serpent King?"
"I don't care. I'm going to kill it!"
Three Blades Lin sneered. "Who asked it to grow nine heads? That brat Jiang He is just rank-nine, but he has already cut down four Feral Kings. How could I, a divine-tempest divine-tempest martial artist, lose to Jiang He? "
Wang Hou was a little speechless.
Aren't you embarrassed to argue with a junior over that?
After musing to himself for a while, Wang Hou said, "Your grandpa should be fine, and there's a high chance that he entered the heritage site. A heritage site that even a Void-tier could enter would definitely be extraordinary, and it counts as providence for your grandpa. Since he hasn't returned for so long, it must be a great providence, and …"
His gaze twinkled and his voice deepened as he said, "I tried to force my way into the heritage site, but was repelled by a mystical energy. I suspect that the heritage site is a relic from before the Old Martial Era."
"What?"
Three Blades Lin's gaze twitched as well and he exclaimed in surprise, "Minister Wang, are you saying that my grandpa might have obtained a legacy from the Qi Refinist Era?"
"It's just a guess, but it's highly likely."
Wang Hou was not sure, but …
It was very possible!
After all …
The legendary Mount Tri-Immortal, Penglai, Fanghu, and Yingzhou were all beyond the seas east of the Bohai Sea, and the eastern pirates were in that direction as well. It would make sense if an elite from the Qi Refinist Era left behind a legacy cave abode.
…
On the sixth of October, around eight-thirty in the evening, Jiang He's group of six finally arrived beneath the mountain archway of the Tantra Sect.
In fact, due to the time difference, it was not yet night over at the Tantra Sect.
Standing at the foot of the mountain and watching the stairs that extended into the clouds, Jiang He stopped Cheng Dongfeng who was about to climb the stairs, saying, "Hold on, Old Cheng. Why are you in such a hurry?"
Jiang He looked up at the top of the mountain.
Mist shrouded halfway up the mountain, and he could not see what was going on up there.
However, there was not a single person halfway down the mountain.
Lifting a brow, Jiang He barked, "What is the Tantra Sect doing? Aren't we representing our country on this trip too? They are a Holy Ground of martial arts, and they didn't even send a novice monk to greet us? "
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