After agreeing to go to the Saints' World with the Spiritking, Jianchen immediately felt that he did not have much time left in this world. The deadline for going to the Saints' World had been brought forward by a lot.
As a result, Jianchen treasured every single day he spent in this world even more. He spent even more time with his parents and wife. Aside from that, some of his old friends, such as Qin Xiao, Tianmu Ling, Qin Ji, Dugu Feng, and so on, would visit him frequently. After several decades, the identities of his old friends had changed drastically. When they gathered together, they would talk about everything that had happened in the past. They would all sigh as they reminisced about the past.
Five years later, something that made Jianchen feel heavy pain happened. Uncle Kendall's wife, Shen Fang, passed away. During her funeral, Jianchen appeared with his wife, Changyang Ba, and Bi Yuntian to send Shen Fang off. Shen Fang's funeral, which was originally a very ordinary funeral, became extremely heavy with the appearance of Jianchen and the others. It attracted the attention of many people in this world, causing quite a stir.
Many cultivators sighed emotionally. Shen Fang was just a mortal, yet sovereign Jianchen had personally sent her off. Just how glorious was that? There were even many people who expressed that if they could receive the same treatment after death, they would end their lives immediately. They would not hesitate to die right now.
Many people envied Shen Fang's death, but there were also many people who felt pity. They envied her friendship with sovereign Jianchen, and they felt pity that she could only enjoy such a short life despite having such a good life.
Ken Xiao San wore mourning clothes and buried his mother with his own hands. From beginning to end, he was very calm. He didn't shed any tears and didn't seem to be in pain. However, his silence revealed the sadness and sadness hidden in his heart.
Seven days later, Shen Fang's funeral came to an end. Jianchen comforted Ken Xiao San before preparing to leave.
"Captain, I want to leave the Flame Mercenaries. Please approve."
Ken Xiaosan knelt down and begged Jianchen.
Jianchen paused and turned around to look at Ken Three with a complicated gaze. He sighed softly, "Three, your father personally founded the Flame Mercenaries. Your father's memories are here, so how can you withdraw? Moreover, I also intend to let you become the third captain of the Flame Mercenaries. However, due to your current strength and prestige in the Flame Mercenaries, passing the position to you too early would unavoidably cause dissatisfaction among many people, which is why I haven't acted yet. I plan on passing the position to you at a suitable time after you display your prestige. From then on, you will be the captain of the Flame Mercenaries. "
Ken Xiaosan shook his head and said, "Captain, I don't want to become the captain of the Flame Mercenaries. Although my father founded the Flame Mercenaries, the Flame Mercenaries were single-handedly developed by you, captain. It has nothing to do with my father. How can I become the captain? I hope you can take back your decision."
Jianchen suddenly became stern when he heard Ken Xiaosan's words. He called out, "Ken Xiaosan, do you know what kind of organization the Flame Mercenaries are on the Tian Yuan Continent now? Who knows how many people in the world covet the position of captain, yet you don't care about it at all. If your father learns about this, he won't be able to rest in peace. "Ken knelt on the ground and pressed his forehead against the ground.
He said in a sorrowful voice, "Captain, I'm sorry. I've disappointed you. I've failed to live up to your expectations. I've failed to live up to your nurturing over the years. I only hate that I'm an unambitious person with no ambition. My mother's death has made me let go of many things in this world. I don't want to go sightseeing on the Tian Yuan Continent right now. I just want to properly manage this inn because this is the only thing my mother left me. My mother's memories are here, so please allow me to withdraw from the Flame Mercenaries, captain."
"You …" Jianchen looked at Ken Three. He was both furious and resentful. His expression was one of disappointment, as well as deep helplessness. He could already tell that Ken Xiaosan had made up his mind. Continuing to persuade him would not have much of an effect. Instead, it would seem like he was forcing him.
After a long while, Jianchen sighed at the sky. He said, "Whatever, whatever. Since you've already made up your mind, I'll respect your decision." With that, Jianchen became slightly disappointed. He swung his sleeve and left.
He had decided long ago that Ken Xiaosan would become the third captain of the Flame Mercenaries, but Ken Xiaosan's choice had disappointed him.
"Thank you for your permission, captain," Ken Xiaosan politely said.
"Xiaosan, you have to remember that the Flame Mercenaries only exists because of your father. If you've thought it through and want to return to the Flame Mercenaries, the doors will always be open for you," Jianchen's forceful voice rang out in Ken Xiaosan's head.
Ken Xiaosan stood up and watched Jian Chen leave with tears in his eyes. He thought, "Benefactor, you've already helped us far, far too much in the past few years. I, Ken Xiaosan, will never be able to repay your kindness, so how can I compete with Bi Lian for the position of captain? After all, Bi Lian is benefactor's sister. I, Ken Xiaosan, will never do that. I will never …"
Several years later, Jianchen finally made up his mind. He began to make the final preparations for his trip to the Saints' World. After bidding farewell to everyone, he left Three Saint Island alone and entered the tunnel to the Saints' World.
Now, the tunnel to the Saints' World was no longer as quiet as before. Instead, it had become extraordinarily busy. People of various races would pass through the tunnel from time to time. Near the tunnel, there was an island that the Holy Emperor had moved over from the vast ocean. It was filled with shops, and the various large auction houses competed with each other to sell some of the treasures from the Saints' World. It had already developed into quite a large market.
Jianchen did not stay for long. He directly entered the tunnel as a blur, heading to the Saints' World.
Although the tunnel had already stabilized, Jianchen still caused an intense reaction when he entered with his current strength. The entire tunnel immediately shook violently as violent streams of energy gradually appeared, wreaking havoc in the tunnel. Even experts like the Holy Emperor needed to deal with these streams of energy carefully.
At this moment, there were still many people passing through the space tunnel. The vibration of the space tunnel, as well as the rapid energy turbulence inside, immediately frightened these people, causing them to lose all color in their faces. They all cried out in alarm and ran madly towards the exit as fast as they could.
Jianchen concealed his presence as he advanced through the tunnel carefully. He knew that he was just too powerful, basically exceeding the limits of what the tunnel could endure. If he did not conceal his presence, it was extremely likely for the tunnel to collapse.
At the same time, he flicked his finger and shot out strands of sword Qi, dispersing the streams of energy in the distance. He protected the fleeing cultivators from being injured by the streams of energy. The sword Qi was only at the peak of the Holy Emperor's strength at most, so there was no need to worry about him destroying the tunnel.
When Jianchen emerged from the tunnel, a rather familiar blood-red world appeared before him. The blood-red sky, the blood-red sun, and the moon seemed to have been washed away by blood, causing the world to seem rather evil.
This was the second time Jianchen had come to the World of Forsaken Saints. The first time, he had come with Shangguan Mu 'er. He had come as an enemy to the World of Forsaken Saints, leading to the battle between him and the Spiritking, Shen Jian.
This was the second time. The second time he had come, the World of Forsaken Saints had already become friends with the Tian Yuan Continent's world. Even if the people of the two worlds would occasionally clash, it would mostly be because of personal interests. It would not affect the overall situation.
Quite a few people had gathered at the top of the World Mountains. They all stayed far away from the tunnel as they discussed what had happened in the tunnel with lingering fear. Many of them seemed like they had just survived a disaster. None of them discovered that a young man had stepped out of the extremely unstable tunnel with composure soon after they had emerged. He was currently hidden among the crowd.
The young man had concealed his presence, so no one could sense his existence. Even if they glanced past him from time to time, it would be extremely easy for them to overlook him if they did not pay attention.
A teleportation formation had been set up two kilometers away from the tunnel at the top of the World Mountains. This was because the World Mountains were just too dangerous. Even Receival experts needed to be careful when climbing the mountain. The slightest carelessness could lead to death, let alone these people who were only at Sainthood. There were even a few people who had not reached Sainthood yet. As a result, the teleportation formation had been specially set up to send people up and down the mountain.
Not only had the teleportation formation been used by the Sainthood experts, but the Origin realm elders and protectors from the World of Forsaken Saints had also used the teleportation formation to reach the top of the World Mountains. They basically no longer used their own cultivation to climb the World Mountains.
Jianchen stood among the crowd. When he saw the teleportation formation, a gleam of light immediately flashed through his eyes. However, he did not show too much interest in the teleportation formation. With a single movement, he seemed to have become an arrow, charging toward the top of the World Mountains with lightning-like speed. He entered the extremely dangerous region where even Origin realm experts could die. He flew through the air fearlessly.
Before long, Jianchen stopped on a sword-shaped mountain a thousand kilometers away. Atmospheric winds whistled around him, forming invisible blades of wind that mercilessly swept past Jianchen. The atmospheric winds were so powerful that Jianchen had never seen them before. Even the Holy Emperor would struggle to resist them. He would be blown to pieces before long.
Thunder rumbled in the sky above him. Thick bolts of lightning would produce deafening booms from time to time, ripping through the blood-red sky and striking down furiously. The lightning was so powerful that even Receival experts would be injured if they were not careful. If they were caught in a thunderstorm, they would be in danger of dying.
"The laws here are the most powerful. I'll refine my Profound Sword Qi here." Jian Chen completely ignored the winds and sea of lightning. He sat down just like that and entered a state of cultivation.
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