The five great sages arrived together, aiming to capture a junior cultivator at the peak of the Divine Infant Realm, yet ended up with one sage knocked unconscious and fleeing in disgrace!
The five great factions, including the Spirit Sword Sect, Yuanling Sect, Qingyang Sect, Zhou Family, and Qin Family, thoroughly made a na for themselves in the inner region, becoming the laughingstock of the entire Inner Court area.
Amidst the cancellation of the five factions, one na was rembered by all the other factions: Jiang Chen!
This incident made Jiang Chen’s na shine brightly throughout the Inner Court region!
Due to this news, nurous powerful figures flocked to the abandoned town to verify this battle, resulting in months of bustling crowds, with the Forsaken Tavern being especially packed with people!
Within a private room of the Forsaken Tavern.
"You little drunkard, daring to ss with the old man’s head, believe it or not, the old man will beat you to death?"
Zhu Tianming glared angrily at Hu Yiqiu.
Hu Yiqiu smirked, ignoring Zhu Tianming, and turned to Jiang Chen: "Young Jiang, where do you plan to go next? If you have nowhere in mind, I can introduce a place to you?"
Jiang Chen was slightly taken aback and softly replied, "Next, I’m going to visit Grandpa Jin’s family, perhaps there I can enhance one of my combat skills. After that, I plan to go to Changlin Academy and then to the Canghai region. After that, it might be the grand competition day!"
"You young fellow, you’re even busier than this old man! Tell the truth, you didn’t leave Changling Academy just because you’re too busy, right?"
Hu Yiqiu was montarily stunned and glared at Jiang Chen with displeasure.
Jiang Chen chuckled slightly, saying nothing further. Everyone knew the reason he left the academy, and Hu Yiqiu was just complaining.
"You’re talking about the grand competition among regions, the sa one where the little drunkard got injured?"
Zhu Tianming spoke softly.
Jiang Chen nodded, a cold gleam flickering in his eyes.
Hu Yiqiu’s expression slightly changed, becoming gloomy.
"It seems you and your ntor are determined to reclaim your honor!"
Zhu Tianming sighed softly, then suddenly shouted fiercely, "Then let’s kill that bastard this ti!"
Everyone was stunned, especially Hu Yiqiu, who knew very well who the opponent was. Defeating or even severely injuring him was possible, but killing him... would likely stir up major trouble!
"Don’t worry, killing him won’t cause any issues!"
Zhu Tianming waved dismissively at Hu Yiqiu but didn’t elaborate further, glancing at Hu Yiqiu with a quiet voice: "You young drunkard have also touched this level, right timing. Before the grand competition, the old man will prepare you; after the competition ends, you close up and breakthrough to the Saint Realm!"
"Master, relying on you is less dependable than relying on my disciple!"
Hu Yiqiu shot Zhu Tianming a look.
"What do you an?"
Zhu Tianming looked at Hu Yiqiu in surprise, suddenly realizing sothing, and turned to Jiang Chen: "Did you leave the body of that Semi-Saint you slew in the Forsaken Plains?"
"Yes, Qi Shan’s body is left, though it remains with ."
Jiang Chen chuckled slightly.
"What is a Semi-Saint body worth?"
Hu Yiqiu sneered, waving his hand, and a frozen corpse appeared in the room: "Old man, here’s a Saint body for you, refine it for ."
"A Saint body!?"
Zhu Tianming’s expression changed, rising to stand before the body, reaching towards its brow, his heart suddenly trembling: "It’s really a Saint body, and the Primordial Spirit is intact, only the consciousness erased, this..."
He turned to Jiang Chen, speaking incredulously: "Kid, how did you do this?"
"Well..."
Jiang Chen hesitated for a mont, speaking softly: "In the City Lord’s Mansion of the Forsaken Plains, I encountered a forr... fairy, it was she who helped to kill Lei Yan."
"Fairy?"
Zhu Tianming raised an eyebrow, suddenly thinking of sothing, his eyes widening as he grasped Jiang Chen’s shoulder: "Are you talking about Fairy Yan Yufei? Is she still alive?"
"Does the Master know Fairy Yufei?"
Jiang Chen asked in surprise.
"How could I know such ancient figures, but I’ve heard of her; keep it discreet, your black-robed teacher pursued her but she simply ignored him!"
Zhu Tianming shook his head lightly, then chuckled: "If your black-robed teacher found out she was still alive, he’d surely scavenge the continent to find her!"
Jiang Chen was slightly puzzled, asking in the Sea of Consciousness: "Fairy Yufei, do you know the disciple of Changling Academy’s first dean, the black-robed teacher?"
Afraid Yan Yufei might not know who he ant, Jiang Chen briefly introduced him. It was the only information he had about the black-robed teacher’s identity; he didn’t even know his na.
"I don’t know who you’re referring to; before I slept, there wasn’t Changling Academy yet; back then, there were only two academies, Changlin Academy and Lanhai Academy."
Yan Yufei responded once, then reminded: "Don’t tell anyone I’m here; I don’t wish to et anyone. By the way, here’s a little gift for you, as I sleep. Careful yourself."
With that, Yan Yufei no longer paid attention to Jiang Chen, reclining beside Jiang Chen’s blurry Primordial Spirit, and closed her eyes.
Changlin Academy? Established before Changling Academy?
Jiang Chen was montarily surprised, glanced at Yan Yufei, but did not disturb her further, turning his gaze toward the item tossed by Yan Yufei.
It was a small stele shimring with mysterious light, with the word ’Suppression’ on the front and ’Body’ on the reverse!
Body Suppression Monunt!
A smile appeared on Jiang Chen’s blurry Primordial Spirit face, and his eyes glead with anticipation.
The Town Soul Stele and Body Suppression Monunt united, form the real Suppression Divine Monunt!
According to Lu Zheng, the Suppression Divine Monunt of old could kill several kings of the Extraterritorial Alien Race, equivalent to Saint Realm powerhouses, a mighty Dao Instrunt!
However, the current Suppression Divine Monunt is incomplete, how much power it can manifest remains uncertain, yet Jiang Chen’s heart remains filled with anticipation.
With a slight smile, Jiang Chen’s consciousness returned to his body, still not the ti to fuse the Suppression Divine Monunt, many people still out there!
"Encountering her is truly your fortune, and it indeed benefits the little drunkard!"
Zhu Tianming exclaid, reaching out to gather the corpse.
"And there’s more."
Hu Yiqiu spoke again, waving his hand, and a batch of Spirit Grass along with a Necro Sphere emanating mysterious vibrations appeared in the room: "This as well, hand it to you, get that eccentric old man in the academy to refine a Saint Source Pill, and refine this Necro Sphere too, as recompense for my hundred years of delay!"
Zhu Tianming’s eyes almost popped out, staring at that Necro Sphere and Spirit Grass, dumbfounded, just about to shout, but hearing Hu Yiqiu’s latter words, his expression changed, deeply gazing at Hu Yiqiu, said nothing, and snatched up the items with a wave.
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