"I was just asking casually, what's wrong? You haven't even gone to school, why are you acting like an adult, you little brat!" Mo Fan retorted stubbornly.
"Heh heh!"
Lingling sneered, not wanting to bicker with Mo Fan any further.
"If you appear so brazenly in the Magic City and are seen, it will cause a lot of trouble," Old Bao said.
After all, he had been deemed a heretic.
Although the domestic community scoffed at this heretical designation, the Holy City's designation was considered truth in the eyes of some mages, and it was inevitable that they would become dogs of the Holy City.
"That's right, Old Jiang, why don't you find a place to continue cultivating? Once all your Systems reach Super-Level, the Holy City won't be able to do anything to you," Mo Fan suggested.
He believed that with Jiang Yuan's cultivation speed, all Systems reaching Forbidden Curse was just around the corner.
Unlike him, who had to run all over the world just to advance to Super-Level.
Comparing people makes one furious!
Jiang Yuan smiled without speaking.
He thought it might be a good idea to reveal his identity as the Underworld King sometime.
The Emperor-level dominator was already a power that could walk openly in the world.
Previously, he had chosen to conceal his identity because he hadn't fully controlled the Armor Robe and his power wasn't strong enough.
Now that his power was sufficient, there was no need to conceal it anymore.
"Old Jiang, I have another good idea." Mo Fan remembered something and said with a grin, "Why don't you awaken a Summoning System? I heard you can summon true dragons. You could summon an Emperor-level true dragon; wouldn't that mean you could just trample the Holy City underfoot then? How about that idea?"
"A terrible idea. For the Summoning System to summon an Emperor-level true dragon, it would at least require Super-Level Three, and it would still depend on whether the Emperor is willing to respond to the summon. Moreover, the top Summoning Mage in the country currently hasn't even reached the Forbidden Curse level. If you ask me, your idea is absolutely terrible," Old Bao said with a laugh.
"Then pretend I didn't say anything." Mo Fan blinked.
The three of them moved to another place to talk.
After sitting down, Mo Fan asked, "Old Jiang, how long do you plan to stay in the Magic City this time?"
"I'll leave after meeting you," Jiang Yuan replied.
"Aren't you going to see your wife?"
Mo Fan's words made Jiang Yuan pause for a moment: "Wife? Where do I have a wife?"
"Mu Ningjiao!" Mo Fan blurted out.
"..."
"Don't talk nonsense. Our relationship hasn't reached that point," Jiang Yuan said, speechless.
"It's only a matter of time, a matter of time," Mo Fan waved his hand, not caring.
He himself liked to call Mu Ningxue his wife.
He was just like that.
"Actually, I just came from Mu Ningjiao's place," Jiang Yuan said lightly.
"Damn it! And you say your relationship hasn't reached that point! You don't come to see your good brother first, but go see a pretty woman first. I really misjudged you!" Mo Fan stood up from the table, cursing.
"Heh heh."
Jiang Yuan let out the same cold laugh as Lingling.
"Ouch!"
Mo Fan was about to sit down when he suddenly clutched his backside and cried out.
He turned to look at Lingling, who was smiling behind him.
"Why did you kick my butt for no reason?"
"The bounty! It's a million, that's a lot of money!" Lingling smiled very happily. That kick just now used all her life's skill, and it felt so good to kick.
"Bounty?" Mo Fan's eyes widened, and he turned to look at Jiang Yuan: "No way, buddy, did you really put a bounty on me?"
"I always keep my word," Jiang Yuan said with a smile.
"Damn it, why don't you just give me a million directly, and I'll let you kick me?" Mo Fan said indignantly.
It was clear that even after earning tens of billions, Mo Fan was still very short on money.
"For a million, Mo Fan, you're actually willing to offer your butt," Lingling said, shaking her head with a "tsk tsk tsk."
Old Bao watched the two bicker from the side, feeling a bit emotional.
Youth is truly wonderful.
He was already half in the grave, and even the magical radiance had faded from his body.
He was too far from his peak now.
The world would belong to young people like Jiang Yuan and Mo Fan in the future.
"Jiang Yuan, you..." Old Bao was about to talk to Jiang Yuan about the Underworld King, but then he realized Jiang Yuan was already gone.
He left without even a word of farewell.
Jiang Yuan also couldn't bear to interrupt the atmosphere in the Qingtian Hunter Agency, so he just left.
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...
Japan.
A street in Osaka.
The streets were filled with people dressed very formally, hurrying along.
Jiang Yuan's figure suddenly appeared on the street, and no one noticed his arrival.
Ordinary people consciously walked around Jiang Yuan, continuing their busy lives.
Jiang Yuan simply looked around.
After a few turns, he could see the Double Guardian Pavilion.
The purpose of this trip was not the Double Guardian Pavilion, but the very close Ji Mountain.
The first time he came to the Double Guardian Pavilion, Jiang Yuan had seen Ji Mountain from afar; it was a very ordinary small mountain.
His current realm was completely different from when he first arrived here. Through the mountain, he could see the monstrous evil power hidden within.
This evil power was the vast energy that Red Demon Ichiro had collected over the years, prepared for becoming the Evil Saint King.
Jiang Yuan arrived at the foot of Ji Mountain.
A white stone staircase led directly to the mountaintop through a dense green bamboo forest, with gates placed along the way.
Jiang Yuan slowly walked up the steps.
He didn't sense Red Demon Ichiro's aura on Ji Mountain, presumably he was currently collecting the Eight Souls of Good and Evil all over the world.
Without Mo Fan, he didn't know how he would collect them.
But none of that mattered.
He would first steal Red Demon Ichiro's home.
Continuing upwards, Jiang Yuan soon arrived at a temple housing the spirit tablets of heroes. The mountain guardian monk sat cross-legged at the temple entrance, his eyes closed, his aura too faint to detect.
The mountain guardian monk was like a statue, remaining motionless.
Jiang Yuan ignored him and began to ponder how to extract the evil power from this Ji Mountain perfectly intact.
The evil power was linked to a ritual and connected to an unknown array. Forcibly removing it would result in the loss of some evil power.
At that time, he would need to collect more to compensate for the missing part.
It was somewhat troublesome.
"Young man, may I ask what answer you seek by coming here?"
The voice of the mountain guardian monk sounded. He had stood up from the ground at some unknown point.
"I want to know how to completely take something away," Jiang Yuan said casually.
"Perhaps you can tell me what kind of thing it is?" the mountain guardian monk asked.
"A monstrous evil power."
Jiang Yuan said it directly.
"It seems you already know the secret of this mountain. You cannot take this monstrous evil power," the mountain guardian monk chuckled lightly.
The true identity of the mountain guardian monk was Shaliel, one of the Archangels who had not yet returned to the Holy City.
His purpose here was to wait for Red Demon Ichiro to use the evil power to ascend to the Evil Saint King.
He would then return to the Holy City with the merit of slaying the Evil Saint King.
Therefore, if Jiang Yuan wanted to take this evil power, he would certainly not allow it.
"I find you angels to be quite hypocritical. To wait for Hong Mo to become an Emperor, you are willing to wait here indefinitely, watching it create suffering and disaster all over the world to collect evil power, always remaining indifferent. I don't understand the necessity of an angel like you existing," Jiang Yuan said.