Chapter 299

On the other side.

The headquarters of Yitianxia Society.

"What is the background of this Qinglong Society, exactly?"

"Why do their trump cards keep coming out one after another?!"

Looking at the contents on the Heavenly Dao Golden List.

Ouyang Batian said, his expression somewhat unsightly.

In his eyes, brimming with ambition, flickered endless envy and bitterness!

Thinking of the pitiful strength of his own Yitianxia Society.

He could not help but heave a deep sigh.

"It seems that, to take revenge, I can only borrow the hands of the three great imperial dynasties."

As he spoke.

A thread of helplessness and bewilderment rose in his heart.

What left him helpless was.

With Yitianxia Society's current strength.

To say nothing of contending for hegemony over the realm.

Whether they could even protect themselves was a question!

What bewildered him was.

He clearly bore the Mandate of Heaven upon himself.

Not to mention a host of fierce warriors beneath his banner and experts like rain.

At the very least, there should have been some strong cultivators coming to join him.

Or, won over by the force of his personal charisma, coming to surrender themselves of their own accord?

Yet not only were there none now.

Even the two disciples he had carefully cultivated had been lured away by someone else?!

If things kept going on like this.

Would contending for hegemony over the realm become the greatest joke of all time?!!

Unfortunately.

No one could give him an answer to this doubt.

Great Sui, Lin'an City.

Inside a teahouse.

"This Qinglong Society is truly formidable!"

"I really want to catch a glimpse of the Grand Dragon Leader of Qinglong Society."

He lifted the tea from the table and drained it in one gulp.

On Jianchen's face, a lingering shade of shock still remained.

He truly could not imagine.

What manner of bearing Ximen Wudi, who had built Qinglong Society into such a terrifying force, must possess.

Just how exaggerated it would be!!

The moment he finished speaking, a flash of regret passed through his eyes again.

One knows one's own affairs best.

He knew.

With his own cultivation.

To say nothing of meeting Ximen Wudi face to face.

Even catching a glimpse of his back was not a fortune he could hope for!

Perhaps.

This was the gap between one person and another.

From the very moment of birth.

The two sides were destined to live as if in two entirely different worlds.

"So long as you cultivate diligently, in the future, it is not impossible to meet him face to face."

Taking in his own disciple's reaction.

Wuming smiled faintly and spoke in comfort.

"Master, stop trying to comfort me."

Hearing this, Jianchen gave a bitter laugh.

He did not feel the slightest surge of motivation from those words.

He gulped down two cups of tea in quick succession.

He gathered his composure.

And changed the subject, saying.

"Right, Master."

"What did we enter the world to do?"

"Why does it feel like the two of us are just wandering about with nothing to do?"

Wuming's face was covered in black lines.

He rolled his eyes at him in annoyance.

He rebuked with a slightly displeased expression.

"That's just what you think!"

"Do you think I, your master, am still like you youngsters?"

"Interested in everything?!"

Jian Chen smiled awkwardly.

A flicker of embarrassment crossed his face.

Big Han, Jingzhou.

"Even at rank thirty-five, there are experts comparable to early-stage realm!"

"It seems the waters of the Nine Provinces Continent are deeper than I imagined!"

"No!"

"I must hurry and get my hands on the Spirit Mirror!"

"Otherwise, I won't know how many more will tower over me!!"

He took in the contents of the Heavenly Dao Golden List.

In Yin Zhong's heart, a faint sense of crisis arose.

As an entity with ambition.

Although he knew the saying that beyond people there are greater people, beyond heaven there is higher heaven.

But he could not bear to be crushed under too many others!

Great Ming, Forbidden City.

Inside the inn.

"It seems I must make a trip to the imperial palace."

"The Qinglong Society's influence is growing more outrageous."

"If I cannot meet Ximen Wudi soon,"

"I can't shake this uneasy feeling!"

He muttered to himself.

Xiao Sanxiao's expression grew slightly serious.

Originally, he had planned to use his own methods to locate the Qinglong Society's headquarters.