Chapter 130: The sacred object has spirit and chooses its master confidently, Tongtian Tablet, the cooked duck flies away

"The young master has bullied most of the young nobles in the past few days. Now they are full of resentment..."

"Also, there are several young people who are interested in winning the championship, but we haven't found them yet."

"But their information was kept secret, and they didn't even meet the others..."

Ao Xu touched the back of his head and spoke in a simple and honest manner, but there was a fierce aura flashing in his eyes.

This place is already very close to the deep land. The surrounding mountains are majestic, but most of them have collapsed. On some low hills, you can still see human figures swaying.

There were quite a few young monks following them along the way.

Jiang Lan just glanced at it casually for a few times and then looked away.

He had some guesses in his mind, but he was still not sure...

"No matter how many of these people there are, they are nothing but chickens and dogs. They are not worth caring about. Besides, Qianyuan Mansion will be closed in two days."

"On the contrary, it is the Third Young Master Xiao Teng of the Zhenbei Palace and his men. We don't know where they are hiding at the moment."

"If he is lucky enough to find some rare treasures, and then hides them so that we can't find them, and then shows up and leaves after Qianyuan Mansion is closed, it might be difficult for you, young master."

Chi Yunxiao, a true disciple of the Chi Ming Ancient Sect, said this, his pupils flashing with red divine patterns, revealing a hint of contemplation.

Along the way, they have robbed most of the young people they met.

Adding the points they have accumulated before, it should be enough for them to take the top spot this time.

But now I am afraid of accidents...

In addition to those ordinary opportunities, there are areas deep in Qianyuan Mansion that the royal family has never explored, and even the royal family does not know what opportunities are there.

This also ensures that the dispute over Qianyuan Prefecture is subject to greater uncertainty.

Before coming in, many young dignitaries had already learned from the family forces behind them which areas to occupy, what opportunities there were, and how to quickly gain points. This has formed a complete set of experience, and can be said to have all the innate advantages.

Therefore, the deepest unknown area has also become a must-explore area for other young geniuses to make a comeback.

Something similar had happened before, where a young cultivator entered Qianyuan Mansion, being very cautious along the way, avoiding the forces of the young dignitaries, and those eye-catching areas of heaven, earth and man, and sneaked into the deepest part.

Finally, he accidentally obtained several ancient relics. After Qianyuan Mansion was closed, he was teleported out and surpassed everyone in one fell swoop, winning the top spot.

Those ancient carvings are still in the royal treasury. It is said that they record several powerful ancient methods and some ancient secrets, which are of inestimable value...

"If nothing unexpected happens, the points you have should be enough."

"But I heard that there is a mysterious and powerful guy who has been robbing various places these days. Even many young nobles have been robbed. All their points have been looted. His strength is terrifying..."

Luo Ying, who had a pretty face, folded her arms and looked at some Hengduan Mountains in the distance with her eyes narrowed.

"I've heard about it, too. I heard he was alone, and it looks like he might come for us in the end."

“Who knows, maybe these guys who followed us here just want to watch the show…” Chi Yunxiao’s face turned cold, and a cold aura emanated from his body.

Jiang Lan's eyes darkened when he heard this, but he said nothing.

"Keep going deeper. I think we'll meet Xiao Teng soon. I don't care about others, but I don't want to see any points on him." He said casually.

"Yes, sir."

Ao Xu, Chi Yunxiao, Luo Ying and others nodded, knowing that there was some grudge between Jiang Lan and Xiao Teng.

There was a lot of noise in the imperial capital some time ago. It was said that it was because of Xiao Teng's fiancée, the eldest daughter of the Xie family, Xie Jianjia...

That night in Yuxianfang, Jiang Lan also had friction with Xiao Teng. Zhang Yuan, a disciple of Yijian Palace beside him, defeated Sun Yi of Chiming Ancient School by taking advantage of the weak to defeat the strong.

In the outside world, on the central square, many high-ranking officials of the immortal sects had different expressions. The high-ranking officials of several forces that were relatively close to the Zhenbei Palace also frowned secretly.

The Zhenbei Palace is different from the Xie family. The Zhenbei Prince holds military power and used to guard Beijun. The number of his heavy cavalry alone far exceeded one million.

The cultivation level of each heavy cavalryman is at the second or third realm, and the mounts they ride are tamed beasts that are as powerful as the cavalrymen themselves.

Not to mention the special armor and weapons, once formed into a formation, it can block thousands of troops.

With this power, even if the King of Zhenbei stands on the side of Emperor Xia, the Prime Minister's Mansion will not easily do anything to him...

Now, the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Jiang Lan, intends to target Xiao Teng in Qianyuan Mansion. Could it be that he has received a secret signal from the Prime Minister? When Jiang Lan entered Qianyuan Mansion that day, Zhenbei King Xiao He stood up with a sullen look on his face. As for Prime Minister Jiang Lintian, he did not even show his face.

This is the rumor in the imperial capital right now. The game between the big shots cannot be seen openly, but it can be guessed through some of the actions of the younger generation...

In the black chariot, Queen Xia had a blank expression on her face. She did not think that Prime Minister Jiang Lintian would have any intention of taking action against the Zhenbei Palace. This was at most a personal grudge between Jiang Lan and Xiao Teng.

It was caused by a woman.

Her mind couldn't help but emerge with the last time she saw Xie Jianjia. She was a beautiful woman who was like a cool white flower, with a hint of elegance and dignity.

"Xie Jianjia?"

"Is it for the Phoenix blood? Or is there another purpose?"

She looked at Jiang Lan in the round mirror, wondering what he was thinking.

One day later, in another area deep in Qianyuan Mansion.

Mist was rising from the surface of the lake, reflecting rays of light, which was extremely gorgeous, like streams of light rising into the sky.

Some of Xiao Teng's men and followers were collecting the Tianyuan Seven-Colored Grass in special jade containers here, with excitement and great enthusiasm on their faces.

It was wrapped in magical powers, which separated the water flow, and then the algae-like water plants in it were pulled away and picked quickly.

In mid-air, there was already someone waiting there, using jade bottles to collect the things, and soon several jade bottles were filled.

The jade bottle is filled with brilliance, seven-color light, and a magnificent atmosphere.

"Tianyuan Seven-Colored Grass is very rare in the outside world and is priceless. There are so many of them here. Maybe there is a magical object containing the essence of seven colors in the depths of the lake..."

"However, if we go to investigate at this time, it will be too late."

“What a pity…”

"In one day and one night, we can only pick a few plants. This process is quite troublesome. If we are not careful, they will be scattered and all our efforts will be wasted."

"Fortunately, I didn't run into anyone else and wasn't disturbed."

The young man dressed as a pharmacist was named Meng Mo. He was wearing a light grey robe and looked very elegant, exuding a pure and rich Confucian and Taoist aura.

He came from the Confucian Temple and studied under the great Confucian scholar Zhao Tianhe, who was one of the temple's priests. He was also Zhao Tianhe's last disciple in recent years.

After reading thousands of books, he had an epiphany one day, and his talent blossomed into three things, condensing them into the spirit of books, pens, paper, and inkstone. He was recognized by the statues of Confucian saints in the Confucian Temple, and within one night he entered a realm comparable to the fifth realm of practitioners.

He is considered a very talented genius in the imperial capital.

Not only that, he was also very interested in medicinal herb knowledge and was a registered disciple of an imperial physician in the Imperial Medical Bureau, and was very knowledgeable.

He was once summoned by Emperor Xia himself and was granted the position of editor in the Hanlin Academy. He had a very good personal relationship with Xiao Teng and also intended to get close to the Zhenbei Palace.

This time when he entered Qianyuan Mansion, he came in as a retainer of Zhenbei Palace.

Just now, when Xiao Teng led the others to continue exploring deeper, he gave him the task of collecting the Tianyuan Seven-Colored Grass.

Meng Mo was surrounded by a literary aura as he stood on the lake, commanding everyone. From time to time, he would take out a wolf-hair brush made of unknown material and draw something in the air, mobilizing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to drive away some water beasts in the lake.

Chi, chi, chi…

However, at this moment, streams of light came from not far away and quickly landed on the shore. Leading the way was a young man with a handsome face, who looked like he had walked out of a painting.

Behind him, there followed many young geniuses, both men and women, with divine light surrounding them and extraordinary aura.

"not good."

"Jiang Lan..."

Meng Mo's expression changed and he recognized the person.

The other people around him also quickly panicked and began to collect the jade bottles floating in the air.

"It's someone from Zhenbei Palace. Xiao Teng is here indeed."

"Sir, what they collected was the Tianyuan Seven-Colored Grass..."

“The value is amazing, and each plant can be exchanged for high points.”

Behind Jiang Lan, a young genius looked over and quickly recognized those brilliant and seaweed-like things. With a bit of fiery gaze, he spoke.

"Robbed it." Jiang Lan looked calm. He just spoke briefly and didn't want to waste time.

"Jiang Lan, you..."

Meng Mo's face looked extremely ugly and he was extremely angry, but when he saw the people behind Jiang Lan, he immediately realized that they were definitely not his opponents.

But he also didn't want to give up the Tianyuan Seven-Colored Grass he had collected and let Jiang Lan gain a huge amount of points.

"Destroy all the jade bottles. It is better to destroy them than to let him get them."

He quickly calmed down, then spoke and ordered everyone to destroy the jade bottle.

At the same time, the literary aura emanated from him, as vast and mighty as the bright sun, carrying with it a pure and bright aura. Faintly behind him, the shadow of an ancient book emerged.

He took out the wolf-hair brush he had used before, and with a serious look on his face, he drew and wrote in the air. Words appeared one after another, dazzling and shining like stars, moving the power of heaven and earth and pressing towards the people in front of him.

The entire lake was in turmoil, the water was boiling, and a terrifying storm of spiritual energy was gathering with a terrifying momentum.

Meng Mo not only had to destroy the jade bottle, but also had to delay Jiang Lan so that Xiao Teng could have more time to explore the depths.

However, his actions did not have any effect.

In the void, a clear breath flashed by, accompanied by a terrifying sword energy that made people tremble with fear, and the whole world seemed to be frozen.

The next moment, the phantom of the ancient book was cut in two by the sword and turned into a vague literary aura and disappeared.

At the same time, an ancient sword that had not yet been unsheathed pierced through his shoulder with a "swish", causing the wolf-hair brush in his hand to slip out of his hand and fall directly out.

However, before the brush fell into the lake, it was cut into two pieces by a sword energy and shattered with a snap.

“Puff…”

Meng Mo was mentally traumatized and spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face suddenly turning pale. That was a replica of the Manjusri brush given to him by Emperor Xia, and it actually broke like that.

From beginning to end, he never saw the figure of the person who made the move, and could only faintly smell the faint fragrance slowly dissipating in the void.

"Miss Li's strength is truly terrifying..."

"I'm afraid none of us can match Miss Li's sword."

Luo Ying, Ao Xu and other young geniuses were secretly shocked when they saw this scene.

Li Mengning, the quasi-saint girl of Taiyi Sect, did not attack many times after entering Qianyuan Mansion, but each time she only struck out with one sword and easily inflicted heavy damage on the enemy.

After making the move, her figure disappeared again.

As Meng Mo was defeated with one sword, the other young geniuses behind Jiang Lan stepped forward and quickly snatched away the jade bottles. After counting them, they found that there were more than a dozen Tianyuan Seven-Colored Grasses, which was another large amount of points obtained.

Jiang Lan didn't waste any words and directly asked them to capture Meng Mo and others and ask them where Xiao Teng and others had gone.

Meng Mo and the others naturally refused to speak a word. If they were in the outside world, Jiang Lan would not show mercy to them. But now, after all, they were in the public eye and under the watchful eyes of Emperor Xia, so he naturally would not kill them.

So they asked Ao Xu and others to interrogate them. They naturally had the means to make Meng Mo and others speak.

Unable to withstand the torture, nor the loss of face under the gaze of the outside world, Meng Mo and his companions had no choice but to tell Xiao Teng where he was.

But a day and a night had passed, and they had no idea where Xiao Teng and the others were searching.

"Then let Xiao Teng come over. You have the communication jade talisman on you. He values ​​you so much that he will surely not let your cultivation be wasted and turn you into a useless person from now on."

Jiang Lan frowned slightly and spoke lightly.

When Meng Mo and the others heard this, their faces changed drastically, and many of them turned pale with fear.

If they lose their cultivation, they will be no different from useless people, and Xiao Teng will definitely not treat them the same way as before.

Moreover, without the protection of the Zhenbei Palace, it would be easy for the Prime Minister's Mansion to deal with them.

In the outside world, many people were somewhat dissatisfied with Jiang Lan's behavior, especially the people in Zhenbei Palace, but they could only endure it, their eyes full of anger and unwillingness.

But I have to say that this is indeed Jiang Lan's style.

Naturally, there would be casualties in the battle for Qianyuan Mansion. He did not have Meng Mo and his men killed. In fact, to some extent, this could be considered as mercy.

As for whether the Zhenbei Palace would seek justice from the Xiangguo Palace afterwards, it was hard to say...

On the surrounding mountains, there were crowds of people, and many people had already come to watch the fun.

Many young geniuses who came later, watching the scene happening by the icy lake, were secretly frightened, especially those who had been robbed by Jiang Lan.

"Fortunately, we didn't offend him. Otherwise, given his personality, if he killed us, we would just have to blame ourselves for our bad luck. Who would seek justice for us afterwards..."

"Even His Majesty Emperor Xia would probably turn a blind eye and pretend not to see it."

“These guys in Zhenbei Palace can only pray that Xiao Teng will come back to save them after learning the news.”

"In fact, His Majesty Emperor Xia shouldn't have suddenly added such a reward. If there was no Dragon Transformation Pond, this person might not have come in..."

"Now it's all messed up, and all the points we worked so hard to accumulate have been taken away."

Many young people were sighing and complaining.

From the outside, Emperor Xia looked at Jiang Lan with a hint of hostility.

She opened the Dragon Pond with good intentions, but Jiang Lan caused such a scene.

The news spread quickly, and many young geniuses in Qianyuan Prefecture also learned about it.

Many young people who originally had no idea about the top spot, after thinking about it, also rushed towards that area.

There is never a shortage of people who enjoy watching the fun, not to mention that Xiao Teng is a well-known figure in the imperial capital. He has been radiant since childhood and his strength and talent are extremely powerful.

"Haha, if Xiao Teng and Jiang Lan meet, Xiao Teng will most likely suffer."

"Although he has many strong people around him and his own strength is not bad, the Saintess of Taiyi Sect beside Jiang Lan is enough to defeat everyone..."

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"However, Jiang Lan probably didn't expect that he was also being targeted."

"Although the Saintess of Taiyi Sect is strong, she can never be a match for the girl in white. That girl is a complete monster."

Prince Wuxuan's third son Xia Jie, the eldest son of Prince Chong'an's Mansion Chong Xiuyuan and others followed the girl in white riding a snow-white horse and watched her go deep into Qianyuan Mansion.

And she seemed to have a goal and was not walking without direction. From the information we received, the place she was going to now should be the area where Jiang Lan was.

It can be seen that she is now also planning to take Jiang Lan's points.

This made the young dignitaries, who had been feeling aggrieved for a long time, very excited and eager to see how Jiang Lan would suffer a heavy loss at their hands next.

The girl in white didn't care about the other party's background or identity at all. She just robbed the thing without saying a word.

He was so cold and aloof that the young dignitaries couldn't get angry at all.

They were especially shocked to see her traveling without any worries and not at all worried about passing through some dangerous areas or encountering danger.

This is not only strong, but also reckless.

"Jiang Lan, you really go too far. You treat me like a pushover, time and again..."

"One day, I will make you pay the price and regret what you have done."

At this time, Xiao Teng was standing in front of an ancient underground cave, holding a jade talisman for communication in his hand, with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

The cold underground river rushed forward and gathered here into an icy deep pool. The emerald green water exuded a strange chill.

And in the depths of this cold pond, there is a rare green flower blooming, gorgeous and magnificent, but the temperature around it is frighteningly low and no living creature dares to approach it.

He wanted to take some time to pick this rare flower, but now he had no time left.

If he left Meng Mo and the others alone, his reputation would be greatly damaged even if he won the championship this time.

As for Jiang Lan, he has no reputation at all... He doesn't care about these things.

"Let's go and meet Jiang Lan. I want to see how long he can continue to be so arrogant. I won't tolerate this in front of everyone."

Xiao Teng took the rest of the men and quickly left the place.

At this time, in the deepest part of Qianyuan Prefecture, there was a mountain range shrouded in mist.

A blurry figure was sitting there, surrounded by thick fog and unable to be seen clearly. It was Ye Ming.

Even people from outside cannot get a clear glimpse of this area and cannot tell what is happening here.

He was using the ancient method taught by the old ghost to guide people to a hazy and chaotic place ahead.

The atmosphere there was very chaotic and vague, like a cracked abyss, or like a valley mouth that was formed at an unknown time.

A lot of heavy mist floated out from there and then covered the entire Qianyuan Prefecture.

His body was enveloped in a glowing light, and every acupoint seemed to come alive. An extremely surging suction force was emitted from him, drawing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in this place.

The howling gale can easily blow some rocks into powder, and it contains extremely terrifying energy.

But under the ancient method he was practicing at this moment, it seemed to have turned into a tempered iron hammer, constantly hammering his fascia and flesh.

As Ye Ming's ancient method became faster and more intense, his skin began to emit a faint hot breath, and the color of the strong wind continued to deepen.

"It appeared..."

Suddenly, the old ghost's slightly hurried voice sounded in his mind, which shocked Ye Ming.

Then he looked towards the crack, his eyes full of passion.

In the howling gale, there was a thick, dark yellow breath, bright yellow, extremely obvious, completely different from the surrounding matter.

It was heavy and chaotic, yet filled with some vitality like that of Mother Earth. Just a wisp of it seemed able to easily crush the surrounding rocks.

Looking at this scene, Ye Ming's breathing suddenly became rapid, and his body seemed unable to withstand this breath. It began to show signs of collapse, and blood seeped out of every pore.

"It's not just pure chaotic spiritual energy, it's also accompanied by a wisp of Xuanhuang mother energy..."

"Good fellow, how come you are so lucky that you can encounter Xuanhuang Mother Qi in a place like this."

"But with your current strength, I'm afraid you can't keep this strand of Xuanhuang Mother Qi, nor can you bear it."

The old ghost was also shocked, and then felt incredible.

But soon, he became worried. With Ye Ming's current identity and strength, he would definitely not be able to keep such a rare treasure from heaven and earth.

Even if he left Qianyuan Mansion safely, he would soon be targeted by others, not to mention that at the previous auction, Ye Ming was targeted by many forces because he took out a magical object that could prolong life.

Now, he will definitely become more famous and attract more attention, and it will be impossible for him to leave secretly.

"The Xuanhuang Mother Qi is said to contain the secrets of the creation of the world and the birth of all things..."

"It should be something left over from the birth of this small world."

Ye Ming's heart was burning with heat as he watched the wisp of Xuanhuang mother energy slowly coming out of Yuan's mouth. His body felt severe pain, as if it was about to collapse under the pressure of that breath.

Although he was eager for excitement in his heart, he also knew that with his current strength, he could not bear this strand of Xuanhuang mother energy, nor could he find a suitable container to contain it.

"No, it's not just the Xuanhuang Mother Qi, there's something else behind it."

At this moment, the old ghost's voice sounded again, full of surprise and disbelief.

Ye Ming also quickly collected his thoughts and looked over.

Boom! The mountain range shook, as if a major earthquake had occurred. A stele several dozen feet high, surrounded by chaotic mist, rose from the ground.

Divine light shone from these inscriptions, but they were blurry and shrouded in chaotic mist, making them extremely mysterious.

It is unknown what material these inscriptions are made of. They look like divine gold or raw stone, and exude a sense of antiquity.

And that wisp of mysterious yellow mother energy was entwined around the inscription, surrounded by chaotic mist, floating up and down.

The movement here was very loud, as if a mountain was shaking violently and the world was created. Even though they were far away, many cultivators noticed it and looked over there.

The surging light instantly dispelled the thick fog, as if some kind of magical object was floating there.

"What is this?"

Ye Ming looked over and examined it carefully, only to find that there was an inexplicable aura surging in front of the inscription, blocking his vision.

Afterwards, he didn't know if it was his illusion, but he felt that the inscription was shrinking rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it was reduced from more than ten feet to the size of a palm, and there seemed to be some kind of intelligence in it.

When he wanted to touch it, there was a slight humming sound, and the wisp of Xuanhuang mother energy shook.

He was suddenly struck by lightning, as if he was hit by a mountain. His body flew sideways and blood spurted out of his mouth.

"This thing should have intelligence. It doesn't look like you brought it here. You'd better not touch it lightly..."

"The divine objects have spirits and will choose their own masters." The old ghost was shocked.

Ye Ming stood up with difficulty. Hearing these words, he found it hard to believe and accept.

Wasn't this what he had led out? And this ancient stone tablet actually had intelligence? In the void, pieces of stone chips kept falling down, and Ye Ming noticed that it was not a stone tablet, but something that looked like a token.

After the stone skin covering the outside fell off, the inside was revealed. It was bronze-like in color, simple and heavy, and shrouded in chaotic mist.

"This looks a bit like a monument to heaven..."

Amidst the shaking of the old ghost, a somewhat unbelievable sound came.

"Tongtian Tablet, what is this?" Ye Ming asked hurriedly.

The old ghost shook his head, not knowing how to explain it to him for a moment, so he could only tell him, "It is said that this thing once stood by the Tianhe River. How could it appear here?"

Buzz! Just as Ye Ming was shocked by this, the Tongtian Monument in front of him, which was wrapped in a chaotic aura, suddenly trembled.

There seemed to be some kind of spiritual consciousness awakening in the air, and ripples spread out one after another, shaking the void until it became blurry.

"How is it possible..."

The next moment, his eyes suddenly widened, full of disbelief.

The Tongtian Monument turned into a thick, bright yellow aura, disappeared from his sight with a whoosh, and fled into the distance.

Ye Ming, who had reacted, was naturally unwilling to let the magical object disappear from his sight, so he hurriedly chased after it.

To him, this was like a cooked duck that flew away. How could he accept it? "You'd better not chase it easily. The divine creature has a spirit. In addition to choosing a master, its active resurrection may not be an accident, but someone's intention."

"There may be some extraordinary existence in Qianyuan Mansion." The old ghost reminded in a serious voice.

But at this moment, Ye Ming's heart was filled with unwillingness. He didn't even have the mind to absorb the chaotic spiritual energy that he had drawn out. He just wanted to get back the Tongtian Stele.

The old ghost sighed, knowing that Ye Ming was furious and would not listen to any advice. No matter who it was, no one would be able to accept it.

After being guided here for a day and a night, the opportunity that was about to be obtained suddenly flew away.

As long as this doesn't explode on the spot, it can be considered a good way to cultivate one's energy.

If I had known about it earlier, I might have been able to set up a formation in advance and intercept it...

"Xiao Teng will come. He can't just leave these guys alone."

"For him, reputation is much more important than points..."

And now, on the other side.

Jiang Lan was dressed in white, looking extremely elegant. He stood with his hands behind his back. Water was surging at the foot of the peak, and a waterfall was hanging down, stirring up a misty vapor, making the mountain shrouded in clouds and mist and hazy.

In the steaming mist, his figure appeared even taller and more slender. In the eyes of many people, he looked like a banished immortal, extremely otherworldly.

"However, there is only less than half a day left."

"Master, what if that guy really doesn't come?" Ao Xu and others glanced around.

Jiang Lan smiled slightly and said, "Then let's destroy the cultivation of these people."

In front of the lake, Meng Mo and the others had pale and dejected looks on their faces, their cultivation was sealed, and they were thrown aside.

The surrounding mountains were already filled with people, and it was extremely lively and a grand occasion.

Many people were talking and waiting, wondering whether Xiao Teng would come over, and they were looking into the distance.

“Here I come…”

At this moment, someone suddenly exclaimed, and there was a sound of commotion in the distance.

"Jiang Lan..."

An angry roar was heard, the smoke and clouds rolled, the sky rumbled, and the heavy mist dissipated.

Xiao Teng was riding on a strange beast. He had rushed here as soon as he received the message.

At this moment, he was wearing armor, emitting precious light, his hair was as black as ink, and he had a rosy glow. He looked like a young god of war, and behind him were many followers and subordinates who also rushed over in a mighty manner.

"Despicable person."

"If anything comes for me, release them all."

He stared at the snow-white robe, his eyes unable to conceal his anger, and suddenly a black and cold spear appeared in his hand, flashing with a cold aura.

"It seems that you really did rush here, but that's good, so I don't have to send someone to look for you."

"Hand over everything you have obtained, and I will release these people. This battle for Qianyuan Prefecture should also come to an end."

"Stop wasting my time."

Jiang Lan stood on a high place, looking down at Xiao Teng calmly, and his tone was even more casual.

(End of this chapter)