After entering the small city, the martial artists from all over the Qiankun Continent were guided by the people sent early by the Holy Land to the corresponding courtyards or inns.
Among those sent by the Holy Land to guide, there appeared a face that Duan Gujin was familiar with.
That person was none other than Cao Wentian, who had been pursued by Duan Gujin to be killed, but had ultimately managed to escape by luck.
At this mont, Cao Wentian stood among a group of disciples guiding from the Holy Land, his face smug, filled with smiles.
If Ruo Duan were here, he would definitely judge that Cao Wentian had now beco a genuine Martial Monarch.
Recalling the hardships of these days, tears filled Cao Wentian's eyes!
"Do you think it was easy for ? To rapidly increase my cultivation, how much did I have to sacrifice! Every day I had to serve a bunch of old won! Every day I was in tears, every day I wept in my dreams!"
After achieving slight success in his cultivation, Cao Wentian had inquired from the top assassins of the Assassin Dynasty, only to realize that his current strength was still not enough to eliminate Seventh Imperial Uncle.
To enhance his power, he had no choice but to attend this eting, seeking an opportunity to show his face in front of the Holy Land Elders.
Now that his strength had increased, being a genuine Martial Monarch, he knew he would never return to his previous life. He was determined to strive positively and courageously forward!
Currently, he was a Holy Land Disciple, a status he owed to those old won of the Assassin Dynasty who demanded his sacrifice.
After enduring tornt, his previously proposed requests had all been fulfilled.
But his heart was not happy at all; his heart was bleeding!
Thinking back on that unbearable past, he grew even more resentful towards Duan Gujin.
Had it not been for his sudden rise to power, had it not been for Duan Gujin eliminating his father during the battle in the Capital City, perhaps it would be he, Cao Wentian, sitting in the position of the Imperial Palace of Country Gulai, and not the Seventh Imperial Uncle.
Cao Wentian did not imdiately seek revenge against the Seventh Imperial Uncle, because he had learned that the Seventh Imperial Uncle's strength was not weak, having reached at least the Martial Sect Realm.
Although his cultivation had reached the Martial Monarch Realm, he knew that there was still a considerable gap between the Martial Monarch Realm and the Martial Sect Realm.
What infuriated Cao Wentian to nearly vomit blood was that despite his devoted service to those old won of the Assassin Dynasty, once they had a new lover, they cruelly cast him aside.
With no other choice, he ca to the Holy Land to serve as a disciple guiding newcors.
Although his status in the Holy Land was very low, he was already quite content with it.
"I am now a genuine Holy Land Disciple, and once my cultivation reaches the Martial Sect level, I will return to Country Gulai, denounce the Seventh Imperial Uncle as a rebel, and make sure he cannot live or die as he pleases! At the sa ti, I also want to implicate Duan Gujin's entire family, making his life a living hell!"
If possible, Cao Wentian naturally wanted to forcibly pin the cri of collaborating with Jialuo Demon King on Seventh Imperial Uncle and Duan Gujin, making them disgraced and hunted by everyone.
But he knew that with his current capability, he could almost certainly not achieve this.
Especially after being abandoned by those old won from the Assassin Dynasty, his hatred towards Seventh Imperial Uncle and Duan Gujin grew even stronger.
"It's all their fault!"
Cao Wentian hated Duan Gujin and Seventh Imperial Uncle so much he itched to tear them to pieces, eat their flesh raw, and drink their blood.
After investigating, he learned that Duan Gujin had already beco a True Disciple of the Green Cloud Sect, and ng Yun had also beco a True Disciple of the Green Cloud Sect.
He knew that the positions of Duan Gujin and ng Yun in the Green Cloud Sect must not be low.
If he had not yet made a na for himself in the Holy Land, then the people of the Green Cloud Sect would definitely spare no expense to protect Duan Gujin and ng Yun.
The situation was likely to develop in a direction very unfavorable to Cao Wentian, after all, he had had feuds with Duan Gujin and ng Yun before.
Moreover, his father is now a traitor and rebel of the Country Gulai.
Obviously, the people of Green Cloud Sect would soon determine that he was pursuing personal revenge.
"Without formidable strength, Green Cloud Sect will not yield!"
Previously, Cao Wentian had seriously listened to the advice of those assassins; he knew he could do as he pleased only if he possessed true strong strength.
The reason Cao Wentian thought this way was thanks to those assassins who would occasionally talk about the nature of assassins.
An assassin is to hide their strength when weak, and still hide their strength when powerful.
In short, the characteristic of an assassin is one word – endure.
"Thinking so much is useless! I should rather just enjoy the present!"
Cao Wentian was extrely excited; he knew he now had the strength of a Martial Monarch and was also a Disciple of the Holy Land; such a dual identity was sothing he had never imagined before.
For him, today was a small peak in his life.
Especially when he saw those young girls, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his throat made gurgling noises.
He thought about those older won he had been with before; he almost vomited again.
"Having finally escaped the devil's clutches, tonight I must find so young girls to fully relax myself!"
Cao Wentian exhaled slowly; his mind racing as he pondered where and how to find so young girls that evening.
He wandered around the small town, quickly setting his sights on a passing young woman.
She was a young woman about eighteen years old, wearing a wine-red dress, emitting a strong fragrance that left Cao Wentian lost in infatuation.
The young woman had silky black hair, a graceful figure, and an extrely beautiful appearance with red lips and white teeth.
She exuded a special charm that no man could resist.
Cao Wentian was no exception; his eyes sparkled when he saw her, and his first thought was to throw her down and ravage her.
Cao Wentian's breathing grew rapid; he imdiately followed the young woman.
The woman looked around and then headed east.
Cao Wentian certainly didn't want to miss the beauty; he imdiately followed.
However, as soon as he saw the woman turn a corner, she disappeared completely in front of him.
"Where is she?"
Cao Wentian frowned deeply, swiftly extending his Divine Sense to scan the surroundings.
He was puzzled because he had been tightly monitoring the woman with his Divine Sense, but she vanished completely as soon as she turned around. No matter how he extended his Divine Sense, he still couldn't find her whereabouts, which really baffled him.
Seeing that the woman had disappeared, Cao Wentian realized she must be a top expert, and he sighed internally.
"What a beautiful woman! Unexpectedly, she's really tough!"
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