Gu Ling was silent.
Xiatian's words hit the nail on the head.
She could choose what kind of person she wanted to be.
Of course, she wanted to be above others. However, the ancient leaf that Xiatian mentioned had completely stunned her. She really didn't know what to do now. "The ancient leaf has always been the most sacred item in the ancient race. Even an ordinary person would have heard of the three treasures of the ancient race. One of them is the ancient leaf. It's impossible for an ordinary person to obtain such an item."
"I know. The three conditions I gave you aren't simple. Take a look and consider them." Xiatian threw the list of materials to Gu Ling.
"What?" When Gu Ling saw the items on the list, she was stunned. "Why don't you just rob me?"
"Wrong. It's not me. It's you. Do you think that a person can obtain powerful strength out of thin air? Of course not. Only with the help of these powerful resources can I refine the corresponding elixirs. Otherwise, do you really think that I'm a god who can casually raise your strength to the level where you can almost compete with a red class expert? "Xiatian said.
"An existence that can compete with a red class expert?!" Gu Ling was stunned when she heard this.
"It's fine if you don't want to. Otherwise, I can't guarantee a 100% success rate. Moreover, refining elixirs like this will consume your lifespan." Xiatian finished speaking and turned to leave.
"I'm willing!" Gu Ling said hurriedly.
When she saw that Xiatian was about to leave, she was really stunned. She knew better than anyone that once Xiatian stopped helping her, she would have no chance at all.
"Okay!" Xiatian said.
"Give me three days. After three days, I'll look for you." Gu Ling said.
"Okay!" Xiatian said and left immediately.
In these few days, the internal affairs of the ancient race were getting more and more chaotic.
Moreover, the families that came in from the outside were also very chaotic. There was a lot of friction between these families. Although there was the suppression of the ancient race, with so many people, it was impossible for there to be no friction.
In particular, people would often mysteriously die, which made the friction between those forces even greater.
Black Chaos looked at Xiatian and said, "Mister, I have done everything you asked me to do."
"Yes, don't do anything for the next few days. The aboriginals definitely don't want panic to spread. Therefore, they will increase their inspection efforts. However, the seeds of panic have already been planted. It's impossible for them to control it." Xiatian raised his head and looked at the sky.
There were less than ten months left.
In these ten months, he had two choices. First, he had to find Lan Yuan and take her away. Second, he could prepare to attack the Aboriginals.
Both of these choices were extremely difficult. However, the moment Xiatian saw Lan Yuan being taken away, he had already made up his mind to attack the aboriginals.
Back then, a servant of the Ancient Race had rendered Xiatian helpless. If it wasn't for Ancient Devil's voice, Xiatian would have been killed.
Now, Xiatian was no longer the young boy he once was.
He had truly grown up. Although he couldn't be considered the top elite of the Tianyuan Continent, Xiatian was not afraid of ordinary people in a one-on-one fight.
He was getting closer and closer to his dream.
His dream was to find his parents and wives and live a good life with them.
Now, he just needed to save Lan Yuan. Then, he could go to Shu He Ancient Town and take the teleporter to the Upper Realm. With his current power, as long as he didn't meet the top old monsters in the Upper Realm, no ordinary person could do anything to Xiatian.
Furthermore, his father was definitely not an ordinary person. He believed that his father would definitely be able to make a name for himself in the Upper Realm. When that time came, he would be able to spend money to buy information and he would definitely be able to find his father.
"Wait for me!" Xiatian let out a long sigh.
Three days later!
Boom!
The door of the Hei family was kicked open.
"Hei Bing, get out here!" A loud voice was heard.
Everyone from the Hei family ran out.
"Jue Wushen, what are you doing?" Hei Bing frowned.
"Don't you know what I'm doing? You've got guts now. You dare to talk about us behind our back? "Jue Wushen's face showed a trace of anger.
"When did I talk about you? Don't slander us. "Hei Bing said.
"Hmph! You dare to say you didn't? Last night, when you were drinking with the nine families, did you say that we came later and disrespected the ancient family? "Jue Wushen Asked.
"Uh!" Hei Bing was stunned. "That's not what I said."
"Not good!!" A subordinate ran in from outside. "Palace Master, Young Master was seriously injured by the ugly slave of the Hei family."
"What?" Jue Wushen was stunned. Then, he looked at Hei Bing fiercely. "Your Hei family is getting bolder and bolder. Do you really think that we, a third-rate subordinate force, are easy to bully?"
Jue Wushen had only joined a few days ago.
Therefore, he did not know the current status of the Hei family. He was still trying to use the name of a third-rate subordinate force to suppress Hei Bing.
Hearing the words' ugly slave ', Hei Bing's face turned cold. His son had quarreled with him because of the ugly slave. Therefore, he knew the position of the ugly slave in his son's heart.
"Hmph, so what if we bully you?" Hei Bing's face turned cold. If he thought that there was a misunderstanding before, he could still explain. But now, he felt that there was no need to explain.
Jue Wushen looked at Hei Bing in confusion. In his eyes, Hei Bing should be easy to bully. Although he was not familiar with Hei Bing, he knew that the Hei family was a fifth-rate subordinate force of the ancient family. It was a very small force.
In his eyes, a fifth-rate force was the fate of being bullied.
But now, Hei Bing dared to talk to him like that.
"You must be tired of living." Jue Wushen's face turned cold.
"Who are you calling tired of living?" At this moment, two figures walked in from the outside. When they walked in, Hei Luan looked at Jue Wushen coldly.
"Palace Master, he's the one who injured our Young Master."
"Good, very good." Jue Wushen's face revealed a trace of killing intent, "Seems like I, Jue Wushen, have not fought for too long. Everyone has forgotten how scary I am."
"You're just standing there pretending to be numb. You want to fight? Come on then! "Hei Luan said impolitely.
"Courting death!" When had Jue Wushen ever suffered such humiliation? When Hei Bing was being tough with him, he was already pissed off. But now, even a junior dared to talk to him like that.
Whoosh!
His body appeared before Hei Luan instantly.
Bam!
Just as his fist was about to land on Hei Luan's head, a bloody hole appeared on his chest. This bloody hole was the size of a fist.
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