Chapter 725: The City of God (2/2)

Even though everything seemed false and caused Jian Chen to be flooded with disbelief, yearning also appeared in Jian Chen’s heart, a yearning for becoming a Class 8 Radiant Saint Master.

“Class 8 Radiant Saint Masters are actually so heaven-defying. I wonder if I can reach such a level in my lifetime.” Jian Chen thought to himself.

At that moment, uncle Xiu continued, “The research of the Radiant Saint Master Union has gone on for a very long time already. Almost every Class 7 Radiant Saint Master has devoted themselves to the research, but they’ve never succeeded and instead ruined many Class 7 Radiant Saint Masters. So, Jian Chen, after you reach Class 7, you must leave the union. You must not participate in the research, because very few Class 7 Radiant Saint Masters have survived from it.

“Uncle Xiu, aren’t there any Class 7 Radiant Saint Masters who don’t want to do it?” Jian Chen asked.

“You don’t know how crazy Class 7 Radiant Saint Masters can be to reach Class 8. For that, they’re willing to offer up their lives. Although there were a few people who were unwilling to participate in the research in the past, they lost their freedom after they entered the union. Even if they attempt to escape, they’ll just be recaptured by the experts of the three clans.” Xiu Houston said.

Jian Chen became stern. The information uncle Xiu had provided him with completely overthrew what he knew about the Radiant Saint Master Union.

Suddenly, Jian Chen thought of something. He asked, “Uncle Xiu, will anyone recognise the white tiger?”

Uncle Xiu looked at the sleeping white tiger on Jian Chen’s shoulder, “On the Tian YuanContinent, there are less than ten people who can recognise the Winged Tiger God, and the three great empires do not possess any of them, so Jian Chen, you don’t have to worry about this. However, you must remember to never reveal the Winged Tiger God before a Class 7 Magical Beast. Class 7 Magical Beasts can feel the suppression from the bloodline of the beast god in the Winged Tiger God.”

Hearing that, the burden in Jian Chen’s heart seemed to collapse. He was completely at ease about it now.

“Jian Chen, I’ve told you what I need to tell you. I believe you will make smart decisions. Go!” With that, uncle Xiu disappeared without a sound. At the same time, the transparent barrier about the table disappeared.

With the barrier gone, Jian Chen immediately heard the noisy hubbub of the restaurant. However, the people there did not discover that an elderly man had disappeared in front of where Jian Chen was sitting. In fact, they did not even seemed to pay any attention to them when they were sitting together, as if they were just empty space.

Jian Chen stood up slowly. What uncle Xiu had told him completely destroyed Jian Chen’s original plan. Right now, he had to come up with a new plan of obtaining the chance to reach Class 7.

Jian Chen had already lost his appetite. Standing up from his chair, he turned around and left the restaurant. Riding his Class 4 Magical Beast mount, he departed from the place.

After Jian Chen left, a person walked past where Jian Chen and uncle Xiu were sitting in the restaurant. Seeing the table full of delicacies, the person could not help but reveal an expression of doubt. He thought hard, then his expression changed greatly. He cried aloud, “I remember, it’s that old man. Where’d that old man go!? That bastard, he didn’t pay!” The person immediately ran outside and looked around in the bustling street. He could not help but sigh at the sky as he mumbled, “God dammit, there goes my pay for this month.”

Jian Chen found an inn in the first class city and replanned what he was going to do after today. Three days later, Jian Chen departed from the city, and flew towards one of the three capitals of the Holy Empire, the City of God. This was because the Radiant Saint Master Union was there.

Two days later, on a path leading into the City of God, a luxurious carriage rolled quickly over the path. It created a great cloud of dust and in around the carriage, there were around fifty mercenaries acting as escorts.

“Esteemed Radiant saint Master, we only have thirty more kilometers before we arrive at the one of the three capitals, the City of God.” At this moment, the horse-driver suddenly poked his head into the carriage and informed.

The tightly-shut door of the carriage was suddenly opened, which revealed a youth who seemed to be in his twenties, wearing a long, white and luxurious robe. The youth had an extremely handsome expression, and his plain and expressionless gaze seemed to carry an unique charm, as if it was as profound as the vast starry sky.

The youth stared at the great city walls that could be vaguely seen in the distant and revealed a queer light in his eyes.

“Mrrrrrr.” At this moment, the soft cry of a beast sounded in the carriage. It was a snow-white, cat-sized tiger cub that lay on the youth’s head, and stood up to look at the far away walls. Great curiousity could be seen in its bright eyes.