Following this, the cultivators began to discuss some of the rumors and secrets. Qin Nan listened with great interest.
In the half-God region, apart from the inconvenience of traveling, there was no faction that specialized in collecting information like the Shadow Pagoda. As such, only a small number of people knew about the battles between Martial Monarchs, the deaths of Martial Monarchs, etc.
Only shocking events such as achieving the Martial Monarch Realm and achieving the Martial God Realm, or surpassing the rules of cultivation, or the battles between Martial Gods would be able to shake the entire half-God region.
All of a sudden, a powerful aura surged at the entrance of the inn.
Many cultivators, including Qin Nan, raised their heads and glanced toward it.
After all, there were many experts in the inn, thus ordinary people would not dare to be so high-profile.
The person who emitted the aura was a young man wearing a golden-threaded robe with a wooden badge on his waist. The young man's eyes were filled with undisguised arrogance.
Behind the young man, there were five other people. The auras emitted from each of them were extremely distinct.
Apart from the young man, the other five were all disciples of the Eight Ancient Tribes.
"Who's that young man?"
"I've never heard of him before, but the people behind him are all inner disciples of the Eight Ancient Tribes."
"The young man is leading the way. It seems like his identity is even nobler. No wonder he's so high-profile."
The cultivators in the inn whispered among themselves. Although some of them were displeased, they did not say anything.
"Xiaoxian?"
Qin Nan's eyes flickered with astonishment.
Among the five people behind the young man, one of them was none other than Zhan Xiaoxian.
"Brother Duan Qing? You're here too? "
Zhan Xiaoxian turned her head around and her face was filled with joy.
"Mm, why are you here now?"
Qin Nan asked. Zhan Xiaoxian's status in the Battle Tribe was considered average. Normally, she would be allowed to enter the Upper Arcana.
"Hehe, my father didn't allow me to participate and asked me to go into seclusion. I wasn't willing to, so I snuck out."
The smile on Zhan Xiaoxian's face grew brighter.
"Xiaoxian, who's this?"
The young man who had released his aura earlier asked with a frown. His gaze towards Qin Nan contained a trace of hostility.
Initially, with his identity, he was allowed to follow his tribe to the Upper Arcana, but he had purposely decided to come earlier so that he could be with Zhan Xiaoxian.
Only Not Enough
What caused the young man to feel unpleasant was that he had paid such a huge price for Zhan Xiaoxian, yet she was still treating him coldly. However, Zhan Xiaoxian was acting so friendly toward this strange young man before him.
"Everyone, this is Big Brother Duan Qing, an extremely powerful Eye Sorcerer. Brother Duan Qing, this is Huo Dun, the son of an elder in the Lost Herb Garden. This is Ao Sha from the Blood Race, and the Dead Spirit Race's … "
Zhan Xiaoxian introduced them one by one.
"People from the Lost Herb Garden? I am Duan Qing. "
Qin Nan's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and he cupped his fists toward Huo Dun.
It was his first time meeting a disciple of the Lost Herb Garden in the half-God region.
He didn't know why, but after finding out that Huo Dun was a disciple of the Lost Herb Garden, he didn't feel any ill will towards Huo Dun.
"A powerful Eye Sorcerer? Who's your master, Master Duan Qing? Which faction is your master from? "
Huo Dun brought his fists together toward Qin Nan and asked in a mocking tone.
"I don't belong to any faction, my master is the Sacred Lord Blue Dragon."
Qin Nan said with a calm smile.
"Don't belong to any faction? Not even the Three Great Factions? Xiao Xian, I'm not trying to nag you, but you should be careful when you're making friends. Otherwise, you'll suffer great losses! "
Huo Dun's gaze toward Qin Nan was filled with disdain.
Not only did he not belong to any faction, he had never even heard of this so-called Sacred Lord Blue Dragon. Besides, his name did not contain the word 'Martial Monarch', thus it was obvious that this Sacred Lord Blue Dragon was not a Martial Monarch.
As such, it went without saying that Huo Dun would not be interested in Qin Nan.
The five disciples of the ancient tribes wore cold expressions after hearing the words. They did not even greet Qin Nan.
Qin Nan's expression remained the same, but the good impression he had toward Huo Dun had completely vanished.
"Huo Dun, stop talking nonsense. Otherwise, don't blame me for showing no mercy."
Zhan Xiaoxian's expression turned cold.
"You..."
Huo Dun was infuriated. He did not expect Zhan Xiaoxian to treat him with such an attitude just because of a mere Duan Qing.
"Forget it, it's fine if you don't want to talk about it. Let's go to the room on the fourth floor, it's my treat today."
Huo Dun withheld his anger and glanced coldly at Qin Nan before saying smilingly.
"Brother Duan Qing, shall we go together?"
Zhan Xiaoxian asked.
Huo Dun felt a great pressure on his chest hearing this.
"I won't be going, you guys have fun."
Qin Nan waved his hand.
"This..."
Zhan Xiaoxian was about to say something, but she had no choice but to nod her head after seeing Qin Nan's gaze.
After all, there was still some time before they entered the Ancient Battleground. She still had time to look for Brother Duan Qing.
"At least you know what's good for you."
Huo Dun let out a relieved sigh and glared at Qin Nan before transmitting his voice. Following this, he proceeded to the fourth floor with Zhan Xiaoxian and the others.
Qin Nan was left speechless. He did not expect this Huo Dun to be so scornful, treating him like this just because of such a trivial matter.
"That being said, I wonder if the Princess will be here this time?"
Qin Nan's mood instantly improved as a thought crossed his mind. He even had a hint of anticipation.
What had the Princess turned into now?
Following this, Qin Nan left the inn and found an ancient tree. He sat down with his legs crossed and began to cultivate.
Time gradually passed. As the opening of the Ancient Battleground approached, more cultivators arrived from all directions.
During this period, some of the cultivators even fought one another because they were not on good terms with one another.
Finally, on the second day, the mysterious white door at the top of the mountain began to vibrate softly all of a sudden.
This caused the cultivators around the mountain to be aware of something, who immediately peeked with their Divine Sense.
"The Ancient Battleground is about to open."
"Tsk tsk, there's still some time before it actually opens. The battle for the map should start now, right?"
A few voices could be heard.
Qin Nan who was cultivating in seclusion opened his eyes and glanced at the giant door at the top of the mountain.
At that instant, a rare occurrence took place.
From the forest in the distance, a huge cloud of white fog blew out. Numerous pitch-black birds let out strange cries as they flew into the sky.
A glamorous figure slowly walked out from the white mist.
For some unknown reason, even though the footsteps of this figure were extremely light, they were clearly heard by everyone present.
"Time is running out, fifty years have passed."
"Fellow cultivators, I'm the Ugly Crow Daoist. I've prepared a hundred maps here. Are you interested in competing for them? If so, please pay two thousand G.o.d Stones, two thousand G.o.d Stones … "
Qin Nan was quite interested in the Ugly Crow Daoist. He immediately activated his left eye and prepared to take a look.
However, Qin Nan's expression froze in the next moment.
Just a moment ago, the nine Martial Trees in his body shuddered as if they were aware of something.
(End of Chapter)
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