Hearing Captain Lang Tian's words, the faces of the mercenaries in the room who were unaware of the situation changed greatly. They looked at each other, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.
Lang Tian continued, "Captain Bai Yunfei, I reckon you're also worried about that mysterious expert and Mu Yun having some sort of connection."
Bai Yunfei nodded, saying, "If it weren't for the fact that Mu Yun still stayed here without any scruples after the matter of him possessing a battle skill was exposed, I wouldn't have associated him with that mysterious expert."
"What you say makes a lot of sense." Lang Tian opened his mouth, "If Mu Yun really has some sort of connection with that mysterious expert, then we absolutely can't make a move. Otherwise, the consequences will be even more serious than if we ran into the Boundless Bandits."
"That mysterious expert can absolutely destroy our entire team with ease." Bai Yunfei's face was also solemn as he said in a deep voice.
"Pass down the order. No one is to mention the matter of Mu Yun possessing a battle skill again. Everyone is to act as if they don't know anything about this matter at all."
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After bidding farewell to Mu Yun, Jianchen wandered around this city called "Black Wind City". Black Wind City was a small city, but because it was close to the border stronghold of the Blue Wind Empire, the entire city was bustling with activity everywhere. The flow of people was also very large, and merchants and mercenaries from other countries could be seen everywhere.
Arriving at a place not far from the Mercenary Union, Jianchen directly found a restaurant to stay in. These days of running around through the night had made him feel a burst of exhaustion.
First, he casually ate a few things in the restaurant. After drinking and eating to his heart's content, Jianchen was led directly by the restaurant's waiter to his room.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Jianchen didn't sleep. Instead, he took out several class one monster cores from his space belt and began to cultivate. Right now, he didn't dare to slow down his increase in strength for even a moment. As long as he had the time, Jianchen would take out the monster cores to cultivate. This was because only when he was strong enough to not belong to the Huayun Sect, or even strong enough to make the Huayun Sect feel fear, would he be able to openly return home. Although he wouldn't necessarily be discovered by the Huayun Sect if he were to sneak back, with the arrogance that came from Jianchen's bones, he clearly wouldn't be able to do such a thing.
The energy within the monster cores was rapidly draining away at a terrifying speed. Then, it poured into Jianchen's body through his pores and was finally absorbed by him. However, of this enormous amount of energy, only one percent was truly absorbed by Jianchen. Of this, ninety-nine percent was absorbed by the purple and green dots of light that had mysteriously appeared in his Dantian. These two dots of light were like bottomless pits. No matter how much energy they absorbed, they wouldn't change in the slightest.
As for the matter of his Dantian, Jianchen was also helpless. This was simply not something he could control. Right now, he could only allow the two dots of light in his Dantian to steal his energy. However, the one thing that made Jianchen feel rather comfortable was that although the consumption of monster cores was several hundred times greater than before, his cultivation speed was actually faster than before. This made Jianchen feel a bit of comfort in his heart.
Early the next morning, when the warm and gentle sunlight shone on the ground, Jianchen also woke up from his cultivation state. Opening his eyes, Jianchen looked at the Class 1 monster cores in his hands that had completely disappeared. He couldn't help but bitterly smile as he sighed, "This consumption is really too great. I've used up more than fifty Class 1 monster cores in a single night of cultivation. Although I still have some monster cores in my Space Ring, at this rate, I'm afraid I can only last for ten days at most."
Jianchen got off the bed and moved his legs slightly. Then, he went to the window and looked at the unceasing flow of people on the street outside. He muttered, "The matter of cultivation absolutely cannot be stopped. If I don't have monster cores, just by absorbing the Yuan Qi of Heaven and Earth, my cultivation speed will only be a tenth of my usual speed. This is not desirable. It seems that I have to find a way to replenish my monster cores."
Then, Jianchen left the room and went to the bottom floor of the restaurant. He casually found an empty table and sat down.
"Sir, what would you like to eat?" Just as Jianchen sat down, the enthusiastic restaurant waiter greeted him with a face full of smiles.
"A plate of stir-fried tiger meat, two side dishes, and a bowl of white rice." Jianchen casually ordered a few side dishes.
"Okay, sir, please wait a moment."
Sitting at the table with a bit of boredom, Jianchen casually glanced around the restaurant. The size of this restaurant was not large, and could only be considered medium in Black Wind City. However, it was currently morning, and it was the time for merchants and mercenaries to eat. Therefore, there were already many people sitting in the restaurant. Originally, there were thirty to forty tables, but now, there were less than five.
The restaurant was very noisy. Many mercenaries were talking loudly, not caring about the feelings of others.
"Sir, your dishes are here." Jianchen did not have to wait for long. Soon, the restaurant waiter brought the dishes that Jianchen ordered and carefully placed them on the table.
Jianchen ate breakfast while listening to the mercenaries chatting in the restaurant. Although the restaurant was very noisy, the people gathered here were all mercenaries who had traveled extensively. From their mouths, he could hear a lot of interesting and new things.
At this moment, a few men dressed as mercenaries came in from the entrance of the restaurant. There were a total of five people. Except for three young men who looked to be in their twenties or thirties, the other two were middle-aged men in their forties. They were all wearing cyan robes. It was not difficult to tell that they belonged to the same mercenary group by the silver badge hanging on their chests. Moreover, this mercenary group had a silver badge. The level of this mercenary group was not low.
As soon as the five of them entered the restaurant, their eyes swept around. But now was the peak time for eating. The tables in the restaurant had long been occupied. There were no empty seats.
"What bad luck, there are no seats." A thin young man wearing a cyan robe cursed aloud.
The young man standing next to him swept his eyes around the restaurant and finally stopped at Jianchen who occupied a table. He smiled and said, "Gan Hou, who said there are no seats. You see, there is only one table. Although it is a bit crowded for us to sit at the same table, there is nothing we can do about it."
Although there were still many people in the restaurant besides Jianchen who sat alone at a table, it was obvious that these people were not easy to deal with. Only Jianchen alone did not seem to be a threat. Therefore, the young man naturally targeted Jianchen.
Hearing this, their eyes gathered on Jianchen who was wearing a white robe. When they saw Jianchen who looked to be in his twenties, a malicious smile appeared on their faces. Then, the five of them walked over at the same time.
When they arrived at Jianchen's table, the young man called 'Gan Hou' patted Jianchen's shoulder and said with a fake smile, "Friend, we are taking this table now. You should find another one."
Hearing that, Jian Chen frowned. He raised his head slightly and glanced at the five of them. When his powerful soul sensed that the five of them were not very powerful, he immediately relaxed. He said, "Sorry, I also need to use this table right now." Jianchen did not fear the five of them at all. Although two of them were quite old, they were not very strong.
After all, the strength of one's strength was not solely determined by age. Some people with outstanding talent could become top experts renowned throughout the continent at a young age, while some people with mediocre talent would never be able to condense a Saint Weapon and cross the threshold of the Saint Realm.
Gan Hou's face immediately sank. He looked at Jianchen coldly and said in a deep voice, "Brat, don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. If you know what's good for you, piss off immediately."
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