Chapter 391

He actually did not want to continue fighting the people of the Western Eight Nations.

It wastes too much time.

With this time, why not cultivate a bit, cultivate his spiritual power, unlock his physical body? Wouldn't the next Masked Rider be better?

But...

"What price did they pay?"

Qin Bei blinked.

Benefits handed right to his door.

No reason to refuse them for free.

"Ahem, I'll give you one then."

Jiang Bufan said shamelessly.

"How many in total?"

Qin Bei said in a deep voice.

"Three!"

This middleman... is too clear about it!

You're really shady.

"Mainly because they only sent one over for now!"

"As for the remaining two, they said they would only give them to you when they see you and fight you."

Jiang Bufan explained.

So eager to fight me?

It seems there really is some conspiracy.

Qin Bei stroked his chin and began to think.

"Are they already in the Great Profound Realm?"

"Yes, they arrived yesterday. Seven people in total. Besides the representative of the Western Eight Nations, the rest are three Tier 9s and three Tier 8s."

"Basically, one-third of their high-end combat power has come over,"

"The strangest thing is that Li Ji also came."

Jiang Bufan was very puzzled.

His eyes were full of confusion.

"Li Ji? Who is he?"

Qin Bei smacked his lips; why was that name so hard to say?

Isn't there a 'ba' missing at the end?

"A metal-elemental transcendent, hailed as the number one person below Tier 9 even when he was at Tier 8,"

Jiang Bufan said seriously.

"Number one person below Tier 9, recognized globally?"

Qin Bei's expression also became solemn.

Jiang Bufan awkwardly scratched his head.

"Recognized by the Western Eight Nations."

"Then why the hell are you telling me?"

Qin Bei rolled his eyes.

Recognized by the Western Eight Nations? It's useless.

Such an arrogant country.

Claiming to be the center of the universe.

It's nothing.

"Ahem, anyway, don't underestimate him. When you fight him later, pay extra attention."

Jiang Bufan scratched his head and said.

Although he said that.

A hint of disdain flashed in his own eyes.

He is the number one person below Tier 9; as long as my body isn't injured,

this planet will know what the number one person is.

The number one transcendent.

This is Jiang Bufan's confidence.

"I understand."

Qin Bei nodded.

One cannot underestimate him.

After all, it is a nation.

Going to such lengths to fight me.

They must have some means to counter me.

"Anyway, just keep it in mind. If you can't win later, there's nothing wrong with admitting defeat."

"They won't dare to kill you unless they don't want their 953 nation anymore."

Jiang Bufan said domineeringly.

Qin Bei sighed.

Staying in such a country filled with a sense of security.

It is truly happiness.

"Alright, pack up, let's return to Beidu."

After Jiang Bufan finished speaking, he stood up directly.

Qin Bei had nothing that needed packing.

After all, his belongings were all within the Mechanical Space.

However, Qin Bei was very curious.

In which way would he return to Beidu?

After all, Bai Fangfang was not here now.

There was no dragon for him to ride.

He could also return on the Great Red.

But who knows, maybe some flying ferocious beast with no eyes would come.

Insisting on coming to deliver a beast core to him.

That would delay his time again.

But, of course, Qin Bei did not think of that.

The way he returned was actually so strange.

Looking at the Great Xuan Emperor with a harmonious face.

Qin Bei was extremely confused.

Big brother, you are at least the master of a country.

Why are you like a train station?

Looking at the spatial teleportation portal before him.

Qin Bei still hadn't reacted until now.

"Why are you standing there? Hurry over. We are in Shendu now. With such a thick spatial big shot right here, it's a waste not to use it."

Jiang Bufan urged.

Afterwards, under the expressions of envy, jealousy, and hatred from the Western Eight Nations representative.

They disappeared from their field of vision.

"Representative, what should we do?"

A blond man beside the Western Eight Nations representative asked.

"What else can we do! Fly over there!"

The Western Eight Nations representative's face was bitter.