Jianchen left Coiling Dragon Mountain to the Tianqin clan before leaving. He directly flew to the neighboring Great Zhou Empire. He wanted to use the Space Gate in the Great Zhou Empire to reach the Qin Empire. It would save him quite a lot of time.
Jianchen was not worried at all about whether the Tianqin clan could keep Coiling Dragon Mountain, the only spiritual mountain in the surrounding ten thousand kilometers. He knew that once the news of a Saint Ruler supporting the Tianqin clan spread, no one in the surrounding ten thousand kilometers would dare to lay their hands on Coiling Dragon Mountain, unless there were powerful existences who did not fear Saint Rulers. However, even if there were such experts, they would not fall out with a Saint Ruler over a mere spiritual mountain.
With the Tianqin clan occupying the Coiling Dragon Mountain, it could be imagined that their overall strength would rapidly increase before long. After all, the Spirit Qi in the Coiling Dragon Mountain was two times that of the outside world. Cultivating on the Coiling Dragon Mountain would result in twice the results with half the effort.
Jianchen used Spatial Force to quickly move ten thousand meters in the air. The cat-sized White Tiger was currently curled up into a ball, sleeping on Jianchen's shoulder. It was still digesting the medicinal effects in its body.
The Primordial Godsilk appeared in Jianchen's hand again. He murmured, "Although I've wasted two days on Coiling Dragon Mountain, I've benefited quite a lot. I've actually obtained a supreme treasure like the Primordial Godsilk. However, what will the apocalypse that will come with it be?" Jianchen did not feel much joy after obtaining the Primordial Godsilk. Instead, he was filled with worry. The apocalypse in the future pressured him slightly, so he was unable to feel happy no matter what.
This was because he understood that since it could be called the apocalypse and the laws of the world had given birth to the Primordial Godsilk, the calamity would definitely be extremely large and dangerous. If it was not handled properly, the entire world would probably be destroyed.
Jianchen hurried back to the Great Zhou Empire with a heavy heart. At the same time, a middle-aged man stood at a junction in the depths of a mountain range with a sunken face. His face was rather pale, and there was an unconcealable haggardness on his face. He was the Gilligan King who had chased after Jianchen a few days ago in an attempt to steal the Winged Tiger and had been secretly repelled by Houston in the end.
"God dammit, how unlucky. I never thought I'd come across a human expert so easily. Jianchen, you were lucky last time, but we have to obtain the Winged Tiger. Even if a human expert interferes, they won't be able to turn the situation around," the Gilligan King gnashed his teeth. As soon as he thought about what had happened a few days ago, he felt lingering fear. Even from the beginning to the end, he had no idea who the supreme expert who had secretly attacked him was, but the person's strength was unquestionable. He was unable to fight back at all even with his strength as a Second Heavenly Layer Saint King, forcing him to use a secret technique to escape. He had paid a heavy price for that, and his strength had dropped from the Second Heavenly Layer to the First Heavenly Layer. All his years of hard work had gone to waste.
At this moment, a few figures flickered in the distance. They quickly flew towards the Gilligan King, stopping before him in the blink of an eye. They just happened to be standing on the outskirts of the Cross Mountains. Neither side had taken a single step past the boundary.
There were five people in total. They were all old men. Two of them had white hair and ruddy complexions, while the other three were covered in wrinkles. They were extremely old.
"King, may I ask why you've called us here?" One of the old men clasped his hands at the Gilligan King five meters away. He was extremely respectful.
The Gilligan King crossed his arms and stared at the five of them emotionlessly. He said, "I have indeed called the five of you here because I need you to do something important for me."
"Please speak your mind," one of the old men clasped his hands respectfully.
A golden light flashed through the Gilligan King's eyes, and the energy of the world before him pulsed violently. Very soon, a portrait appeared out of nowhere. The portrait had been condensed from the energy of the world according to the memories in his head.
"This person is called Jianchen. He comes from a small kingdom called the Kingdom of Gesun, and beside him is a snow-white tiger cub with two wings. Your mission is to take the tiger cub from Jianchen and give it to me," the Gilligan King said coldly.
The five old men studied Jianchen's portrait carefully. They had already imprinted Jianchen's appearance deeply in their minds. Then one of them said, "King, may I ask what reward we will receive after this is done?"
The Gilligan King raised his hand and five dazzling monster cores the size of fists appeared out of nowhere. With the appearance of these monster cores, the surrounding energy of the world seemed to become violent. There was even a layer of formless energy of the world circulating around the monster cores.
Upon seeing the five dazzling Demon Cores, the five old men didn't hide their greed and covetous expressions.
The Gilligan King sneered, "Here are five Class 7 Monster Cores. I'll give them to you as a deposit first. Once this is done, I'll give each of you two extra Class 7 Monster Cores."
The light in the eyes of the five old men swelled as joy filled their faces. As long as they completed the mission, they would be able to obtain three extremely precious Class 7 Monster Cores. If they could successfully absorb the energy from the three Class 7 Monster Cores, their strength would definitely rise to a whole new level.
"Go, come back quickly. I'll wait for your good news." The Gilligan King silently vanished, only leaving behind the five dazzling Class 7 Monster Cores.
The five old men stared at the five Class 7 Monster Cores greedily before taking one each and leaving in a hurry.
In Longevity Valley, the barefooted uncle Xiu squatted in the fields, slowly clearing the weeds. Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed through his eyes and he said, "Xiu Mi, come over here."
Xiu Mi, who was also clearing the weeds nearby, stood up and immediately arrived before uncle Xiu. He asked in doubt, "Father, what's the matter?"
A blood-red arrow appeared out of nowhere in uncle Xiu's hand. He said, "Five Saint Rulers of our human race have colluded with the ruler of the Gilligan clan to do something detrimental to our race. Take my arrow and go to the Bloodsword sect immediately. Get the four protectors to personally take action and kill the five traitors."
"Father, didn't you once swear that you wouldn't interfere with the matters of the Tian Yuan Continent? Why have you …" Xiu Mi asked in doubt.
Uncle Xiu gently sighed, "This matter involves far too many things. I can't just stay out of it. At the same time, this matter is related to Jianchen's safety, so I can't just stand by and do nothing. Jianchen's strength may have increased, but he's still not the opponent of the five of them."
Xiu Mi immediately became stern when he heard that the matter was related to Jianchen's safety. He said, "I understand. Father, I'll go to the Bloodsword sect right now and get the four protectors to take action. However, who are the five traitors?"
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