Chapter 739: What Kind of Intentions? (1/2)

Edited by RED

Lin Feng didn’t say anything more. He watched Yan Tian Jiao, but she didn’t react. Lin Feng put his Primal Chaos Beast into his spirit world and flew off towards Black Dragon Village.

He wanted to inform all the leaders, and the one who would trust him the most would probably be the Black Dragon King, thanks to his connection to Ba Hei Long. If the Black Dragon King agreed, then the rest would be easy and natural.

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Lin Feng left the palace. Yan Tian Jiao raised her head. Her eyes were filled with murder, but she also felt hopeless and devastated. She looked at her father’s corpse. His eyes were still open. It was horrible.

She reached out and closed his eyes. She couldn’t let her father die discontent. She didn’t want to bury her father in the wild, either. She grabbed his body and went inside the palace. Many of the leaders of San Country were buried there, so she wanted to entomb her father there as well.

Outside of the palace, there was nobody. The prison had turned into a pile of debris. The area was ruined. San Country was initially quite poor already, but now it seemed even worse.

Everybody had seen Lin Feng kill Yan Zhen, but nobody had dared get any closer, only watching using their godly awareness. Everybody was worried about the fate of their country.

Of course, many people decided to stay there no matter what. It was their homeland, how could they abandon it? Yan Zhen wasn’t San Country. He was dead, but not their country. They loved their country, but not necessary its leader.

Many people, ordinary and strong cultivators, knew what kind of leader Yan Zhen was. They were worried that he had died because of San Country, not because they liked him. Now that San Country had no leader anymore, some strong cultivators might cast greedy eyes on their country.

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In the palace of Jin Lun City…

There were many people gathered in a secret room. They had heard that the leader of San Country was dead. It was a great opportunity for them, and they couldn’t let it slip by.

Supreme God Jin Lun was seated on his Dragon Throne, looking domineering and imposing. Jin Lun City was different from other cities. Everybody in Jin Lun City had to kowtow to greet Supreme God Jin Lun. When he said something, people had to obey, or he killed them!

Jin Lun City was a centralized state. The leader was like a god to them and they had to obey him. Traitors were killed.

“Father, I am ready to lead the troops to war,” said Jin Xuan Lun. Since he was the oldest prince of the city, he had to speak first to show he was motivated.

After that, the younger princes also spoke up to show they were motivated. However, everybody knew Jin Xuan Lun was probably going to be the one in charge, because he had succeeded the previous time at Jiang Xuan’s teenage party, even if Di Rong had died. The ultimate purpose was to make tensions arise in Lang Xie City, and it had worked.

However, conquering San Country was Jin Xuan Lun’s strongest aspiration. It was an extremely important task, so the other princes didn’t feel like competing with Jin Xuan Lun for it. It was too important. If he succeeded, he’d become the next leader!

“You really want to go?” Supreme God Jin Lun smiled.

When Jin Xuan Lun heard his father, he bowed hand over fist and replied immediately, “Please give me another chance!”

“Alright, I’ll give you another chance. Bring fifteen medium-level Supreme Gods to San Country. I hope nothing unexpected will happen. You know what you have to do,” said Supreme God Jin Lun without hesitation, accepting Jin Xuan Lun’s request.

Jin Xuan Lun was extremely happy. The previous time, he had been humiliated in Lang Xie City, someone called Lin Feng had nearly killed him! But in the end he had succeeded, he had fomented tensions in Lang Xie City, including between Jiang Yi Tian and Supreme God Lang Xie.