Anthony did not say anything and handed over a document. Governor Devitt was stunned for a moment. After scanning it with his Heaven's Perception, he raised his brows and said, "The method to condense 1,440 specialty seeds? Where did you get this from? Although the Second Prince has the royal family's legacy, due to the rules, he is unable to impart it to us. If this were to be leaked out, it would probably be enough to buy the entire Regional Academy. "
Looking at the document in his hand, Governor Devitt was slightly agitated. Right now, with the five levels of the mystical prints, the world's metamorphosis, and the method to condense 1,440 specialty seeds, he was confident that he would be able to strive for the Divine level within a few years.
Hearing Governor Devitt's question, Anthony smiled and said, "This is something Xingjian gathered from the many factions in the Great Western Region."
Head of Department James smiled and said, "He really has a good plan. But for you to give it to us so directly, you probably have something to ask of us, right? "
Anthony said, "That's right. There's one more thing that I'll have to trouble the two of you with."
James said, "Oh? What is it? We'll definitely help if we can. " This time around, the help from the mystical prints had made both him and Devitt very happy. This was especially so for James, who was already nearing the end of his lifespan. With the help of the mystical prints, he might just be able to successfully strive for the Divine level and live for many more years. This was a great favor.
Anthony said, "Out of the materials we've gathered for Xingjian, there are still a few crucial ones that we haven't received. They are all in the hands of some powerful characters. Although we've offered a high price for them, they are unwilling to give them up. "They are all extremely rare materials, and there are even a few experts among them. Lilia, Anderson, Zhou Xingwen, and the others have all set off. However, there are still two places that we have no way of reaching."
It turned out that Anthony had helped Fang Xingjian gather the materials for the tenth level of the mystical prints. However, the materials needed for this level of the mystical prints were far too rare. Moreover, some of them were heirlooms and treasures of other people. How could they possibly take them out so easily?
This would require them to pay a visit personally, using both martial prowess and money.
James smiled and nodded. "I understand. Then Devitt, let's make a trip down personally."
As Fang Xingjian started to gather the materials for the last level of the mystical prints, and as the traces of the last few materials appeared, the experts on Fang Xingjian's side made their moves one after another, stirring up even more waves in the gradually chaotic world.
…
Beize Continent, Xuanming Dojo.
With a loud bang, a figure smashed through the entire outer wall and was buried under the bricks.
In the courtyard behind the outer wall, Anderson looked at the hundreds of disciples of the Xuanming Dojo surrounding him and said lightly, "According to the agreement, I defeated your Curator, so your Xuanming Treasured Sword will belong to me. Of course, I need a material from your Xuanming Treasured Sword, but I won't take it away for free. "
As he spoke, Anderson took out a stack of notes and said, "Here are three million gold coins, enough to buy 30 Xuanming Clubs. Take it as the money for me to buy your Xuanming Treasured Sword."
As he finished speaking, countless disciples turned their gazes towards the three million figure. Their hostility had mostly dissipated.
…
In an extremely humid forest in the Southern Flame State.
Lilia shuttled through the forest like a gentle breeze. Streams of air wrapped around her body. She was like a swallow flying freely, shuttling through the forest at high speed. However, her body was not tainted by a single speck of dust.
Furthermore, she was carrying a huge box on her back. It seemed to weigh several hundred jin, but it did not affect her movements in the slightest.
Just like that, she came to the side of a camp alone. The moment she appeared, dozens of warriors surrounded her. Among them, a burly man whose face was covered in tattoos smiled and said, "What a beautiful young lady. Why did you think of coming to our place?"
Lilia said calmly, "People from the Bloodclaw Tribe? I want the head of the Blood Howling Beast used for your sacrificial ritual. Name a price. "
After half an hour of explosions, flames, tremors, and exclamations, the entire Bloodclaw Tribe was in a state of chaos. There were broken trees, overturned houses, and people crying out in shock.
Lilia walked out with a huge beast bone in her hand. Behind her was an entire box of gold.
Countless warriors from the tribe started to fight for the gold, no longer caring about the beast bone used for the sacrificial ritual.
…
On the plains at the borders of the Beize Region, a myriad of beasts ran amok. Countless ferocious beasts turned into waves, screaming as they ran for their lives.
In the sky behind them, Governor Devitt stood quietly as several hundred ice dragons chased after countless ferocious beasts.
His consciousness continued to receive light and sound waves, as if he was searching for something.
Finally, his gaze narrowed as he looked toward a leopard over ten kilometers away. "I've found you, Les."
In that instant, several hundred ice dragons chased after that leopard, and thunderous sounds exploded.
"Les, you won't be able to escape. Hand over the Crimson Blood Stone that you stole."
…
In the Northern Ice Region, in the white snow plains, in the dried-up pitch-black forest.
On the precipitous cliffs, an old man and a young man were fighting against the bottomless abyss before them.
The old man was dressed in white robes and had a turtle's back. His eyes shone with a hint of bright light, giving off an ethereal and illusory feeling.
The young man was full of vigor, attacking the old man incessantly like a little leopard.
The young man dashed left and right, moving at high speed along the edge of the cliff. His fists were like many meteors, slashing out streams of sharp light that could cut through the air. They connected together into a meteor shower, encompassing toward the old man.
However, no matter how fiercely the young man attacked, they were all easily blocked by the old man. After half an hour of attacking and defending, the old man pushed the young man away and said, "Alright, take a break."
"Phew." The young man let out a breath, and a stretch of white air currents immediately appeared by his mouth. It showed how low the temperature on the snowy mountain cliff was.
He said, "Master, when can I go through the second transition? I've been stuck at level 19 for three years."
The old man shook his head and said, "Did you receive some kind of shock from the news?"
"Hehe." The young man scratched his head and said, "Right now, everyone in the Empire is saying that there's a sword, a saber, and a fist. The sword is Fang Xingjian, the saber is Dongfang Ling, and the fist is the Fifth Prince, Kratt Krieg. They say that they're the three people with the greatest talent and that they're the young geniuses who have the highest chance of attaining the Divine level in the future. "They're about the same age as me. I really want to catch up to them quickly and have a spar with them."
"It's understandable for young people to be hot-blooded," the old man said. "But it's precisely because of this that one must know how to accumulate. "Many Knights nowadays don't understand the concept of accumulating strength and are in a rush to attain the second transition. However, they don't know that after the second transition, one's potential will dissipate. Especially when there are more temptations and fewer threats in the world, they won't be able to focus on training their will."
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