"Of course, if you no longer need the blood essence of a high-grade demonic python, This King can also give you an opportunity to compete for a Mysterious Iron Token."
King Ning stood with his hands behind his back, watching Li Qing with a half-smiling expression.
Upon hearing these words, the excuse Li Qing had been about to use to refuse was immediately swallowed back down.
A Mysterious Iron Token—this was the sole credential for entering the Xuantian Divine Hall. Even though Li Qing had always remained calm and detached toward such opportunities, his heart still thumped wildly twice at this moment.
Yet he had not been dazzled by the other party's promise. There was no free lunch in this world; pies did not fall from the sky for no reason, much less a priceless Mysterious Iron Token.
Li Qing swiftly calmed himself and asked, "Oh? May I ask, Senior King Ning, what sort of opportunity is this opportunity to compete for a Mysterious Iron Token?"
"Surely you do not mean for me to compete against Body Integration Realm experts such as yourself?"
If that were truly the case, Li Qing would rather not have such an opportunity.
King Ning shook his head. "Naturally, it is not as you say. Some days ago, a palace maid in the Imperial Palace happened to pick up a Mysterious Iron Token out of thin air."
"My worthless brothers and uncles fought bitterly over it in the palace. In a fit of rage, His Majesty made the final decision to determine the ownership of that Mysterious Iron Shield through an arena contest."
The current ruler of the Great Yu Kingdom already had descendants spanning several generations, and King Ning was his third-generation grandson.
These imperial princes and grandsons normally cultivated within the palace, enjoying