A red couplet hung high above the inn where Jianchen was temporarily staying. There was a line of words written on it, which was nothing more than praise for the current Mercenary King, Jianchen. It also stated that the Mercenary King Jianchen was currently staying in the inn. Not only did it praise Jianchen, but it was also a small advertisement for the inn, increasing its fame. The owner of the inn generously waived all of Jianchen's expenses, treating Jianchen like the ruler of a kingdom. He was so respectful that even Jianchen was not used to it. There were many times when he wanted to move.
Now that the Mercenary Tournament had just ended, Jianchen obviously became the focus of everyone's attention. Basically everyone in Mercenary City knew that Jianchen was temporarily staying in the inn called Ke Lai Xiang after the owner's actions. Many people wandered around the inn in order to catch a glimpse of Jianchen's elegance up close or for other reasons. Some even sat in the inn for long periods of time.
In short, the clever owner of the inn had successfully made the unknown inn famous in Mercenary City.
As Jianchen's residence was exposed, countless people came to visit him in the beginning. Many people invited him warmly, but in the end, Jianchen did not get tired of it. He closed his door and told the owner that he needed to rest for the next few days and would not see any guests. At the same time, he forbade anyone from visiting him, or he would move.
The owner of the inn was quite frightened by Jian Chen's request. He had finally managed to get a god to stay in his tiny territory, so how could he let Jian Chen leave so easily? As a result, he agreed to Jian Chen's request without hesitation. He sent a few workers to completely seal off the floor where Jian Chen stayed, forbidding anyone from going up. Even if Jian Chen was a peak Heaven Saint Master, they would not let him pass. After all, this was Mercenary City, so no one dared to start a fight here.
In the past few days, Jian Chen had shut himself in his room and devoted himself to learning the Illusory Flash. Although he could already use the basics of the Illusory Flash, he still hadn't grasped the basics. The Illusory Flash was extremely profound. It was several times more complex and difficult to understand than the Heaven Seizing Fortune Art. Therefore, after these past few days, Jian Chen still hadn't grasped the basics. He had only grasped a little bit of it. Even so, his speed had increased by a lot.
As his understanding of the Illusory Flash deepened, Jianchen felt more and more that he might be able to travel a thousand kilometers in an instant if he really did reach the highest level of the Illusory Flash.
Three days passed in a hurry. Early in the morning, an internal member of Mercenary City found Jianchen and politely invited Jianchen out.
Jianchen followed the youth to a palace-like building near the plaza. The person who received Jianchen had already changed. It was a middle-aged man with a resolute expression.
"Esteemed Sir Jianchen, I have come to receive you on the orders of the elders. Please follow me." The middle-aged man had a respectful expression as he led Jianchen through one building after another until they finally arrived at a spatial door.
"Esteemed Sir Jianchen, you need to go through this spatial door to another space. The elders are all there," said the middle-aged man.
Jianchen thanked him and directly stepped into the spatial door. Jianchen had already experienced the power of Mercenary City, so when he heard that he needed to go through a spatial door to another space, he didn't find it strange at all. He was already numb to it.
With a flash of light, Jianchen reappeared in a garden filled with the fragrance of flowers. Fifty meters in front of him, two white-robed old men sat there playing chess.
Jianchen recognized both of them. One of them was the person who had given out tokens to the several hundred thousand participants that day, as well as the mysterious referee at the end of the single-elimination tournament. The other was the old man who had led him to the armoury to choose battle skills.
Jianchen looked around again and discovered that he was surrounded by a sea of flowers. Countless multicolored butterflies swam through the flowers, making it seem like a paradise. Apart from the two old men in the pavilion up ahead, there was no one else.
Jianchen knew what to do without even thinking. He gently made his way to the pavilion and watched the two old men play chess quietly. He said nothing, nor did he make any noise.
The two old men continued to play chess calmly. They were completely focused on their game, as if they had not noticed Jianchen at all.
Jian Chen waited for over two hours. The two old men finally finished their game as well. A sliver of helplessness appeared on their faces.
"It's actually a draw again. Old Hui, it seems like it won't be easy for the two of us to decide the victor in this game." The old man who led Jian Chen to the armoury smiled bitterly. He picked up the chess pieces one by one and placed them into the box.
The old man called Old Hui also had a bitter smile on his face as he said, "That's right. The two of us are on par with each other. It will be difficult to determine the victor."
Very soon, the two old men cleaned up the chess pieces and stood up at the same time. The old man who had led Jianchen to the armoury glanced at the sky and said, "It's about time. We should go."
Old Hui nodded, "Then let's go. Kid, come with us." The last sentence was obviously for Jianchen.
"Yes, senior!" Jianchen hurriedly clasped his hands. The two old men before him were peak Heaven Saint Masters at the very least, especially the old man who was the referee. Jianchen had wondered whether he was a Saint Ruler or not more than once. Jianchen was as insignificant as an ant before someone like that.
Old Hui chuckled when he heard Jianchen call him senior, "Kid, you're called Jianchen, right? You can just call me the thirteenth elder. You can call this person the eighteenth elder. There's no need to call him senior."
"Yes, elders." Jianchen hurriedly clasped his hands. At the same time, he was surprised by how many elders there were in Mercenary City. He had never thought that the eighteenth elder would actually be the eighteenth elder.
Jianchen followed the two old men through the world of flowers. After traveling over a dozen kilometers, he left through a Space Gate in the end.
When he reappeared, Jianchen had already arrived on a desolate plain. A tall altar stood nearby. There were many spirit tablets on the altar, numbering in the thousands. In front of those altars, there were already eight people who had arrived early. Each of them stood there in a daze, looking at the spirit tablets in a trance.
Among the eight people, there was a middle-aged man with a medium build, a middle-aged woman who seemed to be in her forties, and an old woman who seemed to be in her seventies or eighties at the very least. The remaining five people were all old men in their eighties without exception.
The eight of them had completely returned to their original state. Their presences were completely concealed, making them seem ordinary. There was nothing special about them at all.
"These eight people are all internal elders of Mercenary City. They hold important statuses in Mercenary City," the eighth elder whispered to Jianchen.
Jianchen immediately became stern. Sure enough, no one who could make it here was ordinary.
"The sacred land will only open at a quarter past noon. Let's wait here for a while. Moreover, apart from us old men, there are many other capable friends of Mercenary City who haven't come yet," the eighth elder said in a low voice. The Eighth Elder said in a low voice. Then, he and the Eighteenth Elder arrived in front of the altar and looked at the memorial tablet in a daze.
Jianchen stood behind them silently. However, he studied the spirit tablets curiously. He was extremely curious.
At this moment, the sound of something rushing through the air rang out in the distance. A woman in an azure dress quickly flew over from afar with a zither in her arms. She landed near Jianchen very soon.
The woman was tall and slender, with a head of black hair that cascaded down naturally. Her face was covered with a green veil, and only a pair of limpid eyes could be seen. Her eyes were bright and captivating. Her slender fingers gently stroked the strings of the zither, as delicate as fine jade. Her slender waist was incomparably soft, and gently swayed along with her graceful steps. Even though he couldn't see her face, just the figure that was revealed was enough to determine that this woman must be a devastatingly beautiful woman who could cause the downfall of a country.
The woman walked behind the elders of Mercenary City leisurely and said, "I've come to disturb you again." The woman's voice was extremely beautiful. It was as pleasant as the heavens, yet it also seemed like heavenly music. It was impossible for it to exist in this world.
Jianchen became dazed when he heard the woman's voice. He had never thought that there would actually be such a beautiful voice in the world. It was indescribably beautiful. A voice like that should not exist in this world.
The elders of Mercenary City all turned around when they heard the woman's voice. The middle-aged man immediately clasped his hands and smiled, "After fifty years, the Heavenly Enchantress is even more beautiful than before."
The woman replied, "You're too kind, fifteenth elder."
"Heavenly Enchantress, after fifty years, you're even more beautiful than before." The middle-aged woman also smiled at the woman. Her eyes were filled with amazement.
"Hehe, the Heavenly Enchantress is a peerless beauty. She's beautiful enough to outshine the moon and embarrass the flowers. She's a true goddess on the Tian Yuan Continent. In terms of beauty, all flowers pale in comparison to the Heavenly Enchantress," an old man chuckled.
Hearing this, the rest of the people also revealed a trace of a smile on their faces, and they all praised the green-clothed woman.
"The Heavenly Enchantress, the Heavenly Enchantress. Is this woman the Heavenly Enchantress that the second young lady of the Tianqin clan spoke of?" Hearing what the elders said, Jian Chen's body trembled. He stared at the beautiful woman in disbelief. His heart was like a turbulent sea, unable to remain calm.
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