Xia Xiyan smiled gently and said, "Ha ha! You really have a lot of questions. When I first arrived, I was the same as you. It's all about fighting for territory, islands, Spirit Veins, or rare treasures. It is very normal. After a while, you will not feel anything. "
The two chatted for a while. Then, they rushed at full speed and soon arrived at Dragon Spring Island.
The island was very large; it could no longer be called an island. There were at least ten cities the size of White Water City.
Under Xia Xiyan's suggestion, Xiao Chen went to the largest city on the island. It was also named after the island, Dragon Spring City.
"In that case, let's part ways here. Thank you again for helping me. If you have time, you are welcome to come to the Clear Spring Inn to look for me."
After Xia Xiyan entered the city, she said goodbye to Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen nodded gently and headed to the shops in the city. Along the way, Xia Xiyan told him about the strength of the Holy Fire Manor.
The Holy Fire Manor was considered a strong faction in the southern islands. However, compared to the Dark Church and the Blood Wolf Gang, which covered the entire Ancient Desolate Land, they were much weaker.
The Manor Lord of the Holy Fire Manor was a Martial Monarch. There was also a consecrator who was also a Martial Monarch. There were also ten-odd elders who were half-step Martial Monarchs. Old Qin was one of them.
Given this, Xiao Chen felt more at ease. The chances of the other party sending an elder to capture him were not high.
After all, Old Qin was only an elder. It would be difficult for him to order the other elders around. As long as half-step Martial Monarchs did not make a move, even if Xiao Chen faced a peak Superior Grade Martial King, he would be able to leave easily.
There were many people on the streets of the city. Most of them were ordinary people with low cultivations.
However, there were many experts as well. There were many Martial Kings. Occasionally, one or two peak Superior Grade Martial Kings could be seen.
What surprised Xiao Chen was that he saw many Fiend Race cultivators. These people looked very different from humans.
For example, the Barbarian Ox Race cultivators had small horns on their foreheads, the Heavenly Wolf Race cultivators with silver eyes and pointy ears, and some Fiend Race cultivators who had not completely transformed.
The fur on their bodies was very thick, and some even had long tails. However, when most people saw these Fiend Race cultivators, their expressions were very calm. They did not feel surprised at all.
Even the ordinary people were not surprised. On the contrary, Xiao Chen looked around and seemed to be making a fuss about nothing.
"Brat, what are you looking at? What's there to look at? Watch me tear you apart!"
A loud roar suddenly roared at Xiao Chen. The sound was like thunder, shaking everyone's eardrums.
It was a burly Tiger Race cultivator more than two meters tall. He was bare-chested and had thick yellow fur all over his body.
Seeing that Xiao Chen was looking at him curiously, he felt extremely displeased. He bared his teeth and shouted.
He clenched his fists so hard that they crackled. Then, he charged at Xiao Chen with an aggressive aura.
On the noisy street, this thunderous voice immediately attracted the attention of countless people. These people did not seem to find such a situation strange. When they saw that there was a commotion, they immediately went over.
Xiao Chen could not help but feel somewhat embarrassed. He had not expected his curiosity to attract such trouble. Based on the aura of this Tiger Race cultivator, he was no weaker than a Medial Grade Martial King.
"Sorry, I just arrived in this Ancient Desolate Land and was somewhat curious. I apologize for my rudeness. Here are two hundred Medial Grade Spirit Stones."
The less trouble, the better. Xiao Chen had offended the Holy Fire Manor. Furthermore, this person had a few companions behind him. It would not be good if this matter blew up.
Furthermore, Xiao Chen was indeed in the wrong in this matter. He looked at someone like they were monsters for no reason. Anyone would feel displeased. It would be fine if he could settle this with some Spirit Stones.
That Tiger Race cultivator caught the bag that Xiao Chen tossed over and counted the Spirit Stones. He said, "Two hundred is too little. Take out a thousand Medial Grade Spirit Stones. Otherwise, you can forget about leaving here alive."
So he is here to extort me. Xiao Chen's expression turned cold. He said in a cold voice, "Sorry, I have the Spirit Stones. However, I will not give them to you!"
The Tiger Race cultivator could not help but become enraged. He said, "You are really seeking death. Even if you hand over the Spirit Stones now, it is useless. Die!"
The Tiger Race cultivator shouted and stomped on the ground. Small cracks immediately appeared on the street. His figure wavered as he punched at Xiao Chen. "Bang! Bang!
Bang! "
It seemed like a ferocious tiger appeared on Xiao Chen's fist. Its aura instantly surged. The fist wind exploded, creating intense sonic booms in the air.
"Ka ca!"
Just as Xiao Chen was about to make a move, a purple-clothed man jumped down from a restaurant at the side of the street.
The purple-clothed man opened his palm and grabbed the other party's fist, easily neutralizing this punch with its overwhelming aura. No matter how hard the Tiger Race cultivator tried, he would not be able to move an inch.
The purple-clothed man turned around and said to the Tiger Race cultivator, "Return the Spirit Stones to him, and you may leave."
"Jiang Zimo …" When the Tiger Race cultivator saw the purple-clothed man's appearance, his expression immediately changed. He handed the bag containing the Spirit Stones to the purple-clothed man and turned to leave.
When the surrounding people saw that there was no more excitement to watch, they all dispersed and went to do what they had to do.
The purple-clothed man tossed the bag of Spirit Stones to Xiao Chen and smiled gently. "Don't be so generous next time. Here are your Spirit Stones."
Xiao Chen caught the bag of Spirit Stones and looked at the handsome, imposing, and imposing purple-clothed man. After thinking for a while, he said, "You are also a Fiend Race cultivator. Why are you helping me?"
When the purple-clothed man, Jiang Zimo, saw that Xiao Chen saw through his identity, he was not too surprised. He smiled faintly and said, "I am not helping you. I am helping them. With your strength, even if their companions worked together, they would not be a match for you."
Aside from the azure rhombus mark on this person's forehead, there were no other characteristics of a Fiend Race cultivator.
In reality, when Xiao Chen said that the other party was a Fiend Race cultivator, it was only because of his strong Mental Energy. He could feel an aura that was different from that of a human from this person's body, but he could not confirm it.
There was no way for Xiao Chen to confirm what kind of Fiend Race the other party was. Xiao Chen also felt it was strange. Why did some Fiends not have any special characteristics?
However, some of the Fiend Race cultivators had very obvious characteristics. There were also some that only had some special characteristics. Logically speaking, there should not be such a difference between Fiends.
"Of the Fiend Race cultivators, the Tiger Race cultivators love to take advantage of others. They often threaten humans who come to the Ancient Desolate Land for the first time. If you had only taken out ten Medial Grade Spirit Stones at the start, they would probably only ask for a hundred Medial Grade Spirit Stones from you. So, don't be so extravagant in the future. "
Jiang Zimo smiled faintly and explained unhurriedly.
Xiao Chen smiled calmly and said, "In other words, I have become a sucker."
"You can say that." Jiang Zimo shrugged his shoulders slightly and smiled faintly. "That's right, you should have received an invitation as well, right? If so, why don't you come up with me? We will be going the same way."
Xiao Chen was somewhat confused. He asked suspiciously, "What invitation? I don't know what you are talking about."
That should not be the case. The other party is so young, but his aura is very long. Furthermore, his Mental Energy is terrifyingly strong. Logically speaking, he should have received an invitation.
Jiang Zimo felt somewhat confused. He gave Xiao Chen a deep look and said, "Do you dare to receive a palm strike from me?!"
Xiao Chen did not understand what was going on. However, he knew that the other party did not want to fight him. The other party only wanted to test him. After hesitating for a while, he happily agreed.
After all, there would not be any losses. Perhaps, there might even be some unexpected benefits.
"Sorry for the offense!"
When Jiang Zimo saw Xiao Chen retreat by a hundred meters, his figure flashed. Then, he sent a palm strike at Xiao Chen's face without any fancy moves.
This palm strike did not have any fancy moves. It did not look very fast, either; there was not even a palm wind.
There were no energy fluctuations in the space; it was very simple.
In terms of aura, it was not even one percent of the Tiger Race cultivator's.
The feeling it gave was very strange. It was like a child playing house. He said he wanted to hit him, and then he hit him. It was very ordinary.
However, Xiao Chen's expression suddenly changed, becoming extremely grave. He was startled in his heart. He withdrew his Essence, not letting it leak out at all. He focused all his energy on his palm.
Such control was truly frightening. One had to know that there were countless pores on the palm. Regardless of whether one was aware of it or not, there would always be some aura coming out of the pores.
However, Jiang Zimo managed to do it. Furthermore, when he attacked, his speed was very fast. However, there was not even the sound of wind. Clearly, he had truly reached the state of being one with nature.
Even some Martial Monarchs would not be able to do such a thing. They would need at least ten years of bitter cultivation and startling talent before they could do it.
Jiang Zimo's palm had already arrived in front of Xiao Chen. There was no time to waste; there was no time to think. Furthermore, he agreed to receive this palm strike head-on.
Thus, Xiao Chen could not use a trick like the Roaming Dragon's Nine Transformations to dodge. He could only receive it head-on.
Xiao Chen clenched his five fingers into a fist. His bones crackled as he gathered all the Vital Qi in his body.
The image of a tiger and a dragon circled around his arm. The dragon and tiger roared.
Unlike Jiang Zimo, who was extremely ordinary, Xiao Chen raised his aura to the extreme. Since he could not completely withdraw his aura, he might as well release it with all his might.
"Bang!"
The fist and palm collided, and a strong wind blew. The instant Jiang Zimo's extremely ordinary palm strike clashed, it erupted with a force that could topple mountains and overturn the seas.
A strong wind blew, and Xiao Chen's hair band was blown off. His long hair fluttered in the wind, and his clothes fluttered. The strong wind made it difficult to open one's eyes.
The huge force traveled from Xiao Chen's arm to his feet. Then, it spread to the ground. "Bang! Bang! Bang!" The stone tiles on the surrounding street suddenly exploded.
It was dragged up by the strong Qi and kept rising in the air. It spiraled around the two of them and kept spinning.
Xiao Chen's palm felt sore. He nearly got knocked back. It was hard to imagine that when one was extremely calm, it would erupt with such a strong might.
Furthermore, Jiang Zimo's energy was endless, growing endlessly. It was like a gushing river surging towards Xiao Chen.
This cannot go on. The Cultivation Technique that Jiang Zimo cultivates is somewhat strange. The force of his palm strike is very uniform. From the start to the end, it did not weaken at all.
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