"Wise King War Tribe?"
Wutian was puzzled.
These people seemed to have gone crazy just by hearing that they were recruiting servants and consecrators. Could it be that the Wise King War Tribe was very powerful? Why hadn't he heard of it before?
Ling Chenye pursed his lips and turned to leave. However, he suddenly noticed a masked man sitting at the table motionlessly. He could not help but be curious.
Rolling his eyes, he came to Wutian's table and smiled. "Brother, why aren't you preparing?"
Wutian raised his head and sized up this person. Then, he lowered his head. However, at the same time, a hint of doubt appeared in his eyes. He raised his head again and sized up this black-robed young man carefully.
He discovered that this person's body was emitting a unique scent. This scent only appeared on a woman's body.
He could not help but wonder if this person was a woman dressed as a man.
However, he also realized that this person had an Adam's apple and his skin was not as delicate as a woman's. On the contrary, it was a little rough. His pores were large and his eyebrows were thick and black. He did not look like a woman at all.
"Could it be that I'm just imagining things?"
Wutian thought to himself.
Seeing that Wutian was staring at him, Ling Chenye felt uncomfortable all over and said unhappily, "Hey, what are you looking at? I'm asking you a question. Didn't you hear me?"
"Is the Wise King War Tribe very powerful?"
Wutian asked indifferently and retracted his gaze. However, he was secretly wary. He still suspected that this person was a woman dressed as a man.
That was because the appearance could be changed but the scent could not be.
Upon hearing that, Ling Chenye stared at Wutian in disbelief as if he was looking at a monster. He could not speak for a long time.
Wutian's brows that were hidden under the mask raised slightly. Could this Wise King War Tribe really be a powerful tribe?
"Huff!"
Ling Chenye took a deep breath, as if to calm the restlessness in his heart. He asked, "You really don't know about the Wise King War Tribe?"
Wutian shook his head. "I come from a remote tribe. I've never heard of the Wise King War Tribe."
"Oh."
Ling Chenye revealed a look of realization. "I see. Could it be that you would ask such a stupid question?"
Wutian said indifferently, "Then shouldn't you explain it to me?"
Ling Chenye raised an eyebrow and said unhappily, "From your tone, it seems that I have an obligation to explain to you? I say, can't you be a little more humble when you ask someone a question? "
Wutian glanced at him, then took out two divine herbs from his space bracelet and threw them in front of Ling Chenye.
The spatial bracelet and divine medicine naturally belonged to the two middle-aged men.
The two burly men were guarding the Gate of the Holy Realm, and they were Seventh Tribulation Divine Spirits. How could there be few treasures in their spatial bracelets?
There were thousands of spiritual medicines and countless essences. It was enough for him to squander for a long time.
Seeing the two divine herbs, Ling Chenye's eyes immediately lit up. Fearing that Wutian would regret his decision, he quickly put away his space bracelet.
Wutian said indifferently, "Can you tell me now?"
Ling Chenye chuckled. "Of course, of course. We're all sons and daughters of the martial arts world. We should take care of each other."
This was a classic example of pretending to be innocent after getting a bargain.
Wutian was too lazy to argue with him. He said indifferently, "Tell me!"
Ling Chenye explained, "The Wise King War Clan is the overlord of this area. It's a second-class clan. There's a Fifth Tribulation Divine Spirit in the clan. This Wise King City is their base in the secular world."
"Second-class clan?"
Wutian was slightly stunned.
Ling Chenye looked at him strangely and said, "Don't tell me you don't even know what a second-class clan is?"
"The small tribe I'm from is located at the edge of the Eastern Continent. It's basically isolated from the world. It's not surprising that I don't know about the situation in the Eastern Continent," Wutian said.
"Is that so? Then I'll explain it to you. The major clans in the Eastern Continent are divided into four classes, namely, third-class clan, second-class clan, first-class clan, king clan, and pinnacle clan. "
"Third-class clans are actually mediocre. As long as there's a deity in the clan, they can be called third-class clans."
"Second-class clans are different. They need at least a Fifth Tribulation Divine Spirit, such as the Wise King War Clan."
"First-class clans need at least a Tenth Tribulation Divine Spirit."
"King clans are even more impressive. They need at least a Supreme Being. These clans are basically the war clans that are ranked in the top 100."
"As for the pinnacle clans, they are the pillars of the Holy World, the Nine Great War Clans!"
Ling Chenye said. When he mentioned the Nine Great War Clans, his eyes shone with a fiery light.
"Pinnacle clans? I don't know if you've heard of this saying. The higher you stand, the harder you fall. Just you wait. Sooner or later, I'll make all of you fall from the sky into a bottomless abyss! "Wutian sneered in his heart.
Seeing that Wutian was silent, Ling Chenye chuckled and said, "How is it? Are you scared?"
"A little."
Wutian smiled faintly. Suddenly, he had an idea and asked, "No matter what, the Wise King War Clan is still a second-class war clan. Is there a spiritual vein in the clan? If there's no spiritual vein, wouldn't entering the Wise King War Clan delay my cultivation? "
"Of course there is. The Wise King War Clan has a total of two divine spiritual veins. I heard that the cultivation location of the Wise King War Clan's consecrator is above the two spiritual veins. If you can become a consecrator, you'll definitely have a meteoric rise. However, it depends on whether you have the ability to do so. "Ling Chenye said.
"I'm just a country bumpkin. Even being a servant is a pipe dream for me, let alone being a consecrator."
Wutian laughed at himself. However, he was thinking that if he could absorb these two divine spiritual veins, it would definitely help him break through to the Eighth Tribulation Divine Spirit.
As long as he stepped into the Eighth Tribulation Divine Spirit, he would be one step closer to the Supreme Stage!
Ling Chenye chuckled and said, "Brother, don't give up on yourself. The Wise King War Clan's recruitment standards are not very high. As long as you're a Great Emperor, you can sign up. Although you don't have any aura, you must have entered the Great Emperor stage. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been able to reach the Wise King City safely from such a remote place. Why don't you go to the Wise King War Clan with me tomorrow to try your luck?"
Wutian shook his head and said, "Forget it. I came out this time just to gain experience. It's better if I don't get involved in other things."
A second-class war clan with only a Fifth Tribulation Divine Spirit didn't need to hide at all.
Ling Chenye said, "Since you've said so, I won't force you. May I know your name?"
Wutian said, "Fu Chou."
"Brother Fu Chou, thank you for your divine medicine. We'll meet again."
Ling Chenye cupped his hands and got up to leave.
Wutian sat in the restaurant until the sky turned dark before he got up to settle the bill.
However, when the waiter came to settle the bill, his spirit consciousness surged and he forcefully searched the waiter's soul!
After getting what he wanted, he waved his hand and the waiter's body turned into ashes on the spot. Then, he turned and left the restaurant.
On the streets, Wutian lowered his head and walked towards the city gates with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
He had never forgotten the Soul Searching Technique. However, he didn't want to use that mystical technique again because it was imparted to him by Xuanyuan Ao.
He would rather kill an innocent person than use what Xuanyuan Ao imparted to him.
Perhaps some people would say that he was stupid. However, who would know the pain in his heart? Who would understand?
The moment he reached the city gate, he decisively erased the method of using the Soul Searching Technique.
Without the Soul Searching Technique, he could still get everything he wanted!
He wanted to prove with his actions that he, Wutian, could still reach the peak without relying on anyone!
That night, he stood on top of a mountain in Bright King City and looked at the bright moon in the sky. His eyes were filled with longing.
When he was reborn, he didn't forget that the ice coffin and Luoshen Zithern were still in the Battle Soul Ring when he buried the Battle Soul Ring and several Divine Power Talismans in the tomb.
However, he still buried the Battle Soul Ring. He didn't really want to abandon everything from his previous life. He knew that after entering the Holy World, he was destined to linger on the edge of death. He didn't want the jade in the coffin to be hurt or implicated.
Therefore, leaving her in the Samsara Continent was the best choice.
However, at this moment, he had no friends or family here. His heart began to feel lonely. He couldn't help but think of her.
Her figure, her sadness, her smile, her helplessness, and those eternal scenes involuntarily appeared in his mind. He felt as if his heart was being twisted by a knife. The pain was unbearable.
In the middle of the night, he sighed softly and left.
This time, he was going to the Bright King Battle Tribe to seize the two Spiritual Veins!
After forcibly reading the servant's memory, he already knew where the Bright King Battle Tribe was.
An hour later, he landed in the sky above a mountain range.
Below him, the mountains rose and fell majestically. Ancient trees towered into the sky and covered the land.
In the mountains, there were countless auras. The weakest one was a Great Emperor. The strongest one was a Fifth Tribulation Divine Spirit.
"Rise!"
His body shook and streaks of blood-red divine power rushed out of his body. They turned into a vast ocean and surged toward the mountain range below.
The Divine Spirit's aura enveloped the entire area.
At this moment, all living beings within a few hundred million miles started to tremble. Their hearts and minds were cold.
"Senior, who are you to come to the Bright King Battle Tribe's land?"
In the next moment, a surprised voice sounded. It was filled with fear and respect.
A middle-aged man in black flew out of the mountain range and soared into the sky. He landed not far away from Wutian and asked anxiously, "Senior, why are you doing this?"
Wutian said coldly, "To retrieve the Spiritual Veins."
As soon as he said that, the mountains below collapsed. Two Spiritual Veins that were 10,000 miles long were pulled out of the ground by the blood-red divine power.
The two Spiritual Veins were awakened. They released their ferocious aura and struggled with all their might. However, no matter how hard they struggled, they could not break free from the divine power's restraint. They flew toward Wutian quickly.
However, the Bright King Battle Tribe members were caught in a calamity. In just an instant, more than half of them were killed or injured.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man in black's expression changed. He hurriedly said, "Senior, the Spiritual Veins are the foundation of the Bright King Battle Tribe. Please show mercy!"
"Those who block me will die!"
Wutian glanced over. His eyes shone with a bloody light. When the middle-aged man in black met Wutian's gaze, he immediately felt a terrifying murderous aura rushing toward him. He felt as if he had fallen into Asura Hell. An uncontrollable fear emerged from the depths of his soul.
Who was this person?
It was just a look, but it contained such a terrifying murderous aura. Was he a demon?
The middle-aged man in black was the Bright King Battle Tribe's Clan Leader. However, at this moment, he could not summon the slightest intention to stop him. He could only watch as the masked man took away the two Spiritual Veins!
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
