Chapter 328

And before him.

Bai Yi, Jiang Shu, and Lin Shu were sitting on the dragon's back, drinking tea.

They looked utterly at ease.

Qin Bei sighed, and his thoughts drifted back to that morning.

He had been cultivating peacefully and steadily.

Then Jiang Shu had burst in in a frantic rush.

Without a word of explanation, he grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and started heading outside.

Qin Bei had nearly thrown a punch at him.

Afterwards, Jiang Shu explained as he carried him along.

The Biaozhang Assembly would begin in two days.

He had to arrive a day early.

And so it had come to this.

Qin Bei was quite vexed.

He had originally planned to go check out the Secret Realm today.

But now it looked like there was no chance of that.

His dream of riding a dragon.. had drifted even further away.

But it was no big deal.

He'd heard the Secret Realm resources in the Divine Capital were far richer.

Not only was there an S-rank Secret Realm,

there were two A-rank ones as well.

Qin Bei felt.. he could solo them.

When the time came, he'd definitely farm enough energy.

"Kid, when the time comes, don't you dare get nervous."

Bai Yi said earnestly.

"It wasn't supposed to be this early—I thought we'd still have some time, so I was going to let you practice your nerve during the freshman speech."

"But who would have thought the Biaozhang Assembly would be tomorrow."

Lin Shu shook his head.

"At most I'll just go up and receive a medal, it shouldn't be a big deal, right?"

Qin Bei scratched his head.

"It's different. If it's been moved up, there must be something big going on."

Bai Yi shook her head, directly dismissing Qin Bei's words.

"According to news from that side, it seems other countries have come to observe."

"Hm? Other countries!"

A sharp glint flashed in Jiang Bufan's eyes.

"That's right, haven't you seen the news? The border has been on alert constantly these past few days."

Bai Yi nodded.

"If the news is true, Qin Bei, if someone gives you a hard time when the time comes—"

"Don't hesitate for a single second. Beat them within an inch of their life."

A fierce light gleamed in Lin Shu's eyes.

"I see.. I understand."

Qin Bei stroked his chin.

If that's how it is,

then he has nothing to fear.

Time slipped quietly away.

After five hours of extreme-speed flight,

Qin Bei finally saw the silver city wall in the distance.

A silver fortress,

slowly encircling the city.

Like a steel behemoth.

"So this is the Divine Capital? How magnificent."

Qin Bei murmured to himself.

"As the last bastion of the academy, most of the resources were poured into here."

"One of the three greatest cities on Earth is our Great Xuan's Divine Capital."

Saying this, Lin Shu's tone was full of pride.

As they drew closer, Hicks slowly descended from the sky.

Delivering everyone to the city gate.

Bai Yi immediately stepped forward to converse with them.

Then, under the respectful gazes of the guards at the wall,

the group walked into the city.

The three of them shared the same goal.

He headed straight for the tallest building in the city.

And Qin Bei was like a country bumpkin, looking left and right as he went.

Utterly curious about everything.

This scene also drew the attention of quite a few passersby on the street.

Most of them wore very amicable smiles.

Of course, some people's gazes were a touch contemptuous.

As if looking at a country bumpkin.

Suddenly, a watermelon vendor rubbed his chin.

"Strange, why does that young fellow at the back feel a bit familiar?"

Saying so, the watermelon boss nudged the person beside him.

"Sarilang, don't you feel like you've seen that young man who just walked by somewhere before?"

"Huh? Brother Qiang, we set up our stall here every day, there are plenty of familiar faces."

"Is that so?"

The watermelon boss rubbed his head, his gaze still puzzled.

"Speaking of that Qin Bei from the Northwest Gathering Place, on the day of the great chaos at the Northwest Gathering Place, that Qin Bei was simply like a war general from ancient times, Zhao Yun, charging in and out of Changban Slope seven times..."

Listening to the voice coming from the broadcast in front of him.

The watermelon-selling brother's eyes suddenly went wide.

Then he flipped open his phone.

A black-and-white knight as his wallpaper—he searched carefully, and Qin Bei's photo suddenly appeared online.

"Holy crap, it's actually him, he's come to the Divine Capital, well, that makes sense, that makes sense, after all the Biaozhang Assembly is about to be convened."

Saying so, the watermelon-selling brother turned his head to look in the direction Qin Bei had left.

His eyes were filled with worship and gratitude.

His family... also had people at the Northwest Gathering Place.

If it weren't for this young man... the thing that might have reached his ears would have been a nightmare.

"Of course, that Changban Slope wasn't an ordinary person either, graceful and charming, with a supple body, but that Zhao Yun fought for 7 days and 7 nights, and our great hero Qin Bei is so very similar..."

The voice continued to come from the broadcast.

Question marks instantly filled the watermelon brother's face.

Why doesn't this broadcast sound quite the same as the one he heard as a child?

He followed the three of them for a stretch of road.