Hu Chun Chun looked resentfully at the evasive Jiang Ping An.
Was she some prehistoric beast or something?
Why was he avoiding her like this?
She reined in her emotions and said seriously:
"Brother Jiang, Brother Hu has already told your little sister how you saved them. Your little sister knows your character—no matter how vast an amount of resources we gave you, Brother Jiang would not accept them."
"But if I do not repay brother Jiang, it will weigh on my heart forever. The distance between brother Jiang and me is growing ever greater. If I do not repay you now, I will have even less of a chance in the future."
As she spoke, she took out a strange triangular Command Token and handed it to Jiang Ping An.
The Command Token was the size of a palm and exuded an extremely primordial aura. Two words were carved on its front and back.
"Creation" and "World."
Hu Chun Chun held it out with both hands. "This is a Command Token issued by Creation Mountain to the various tribes. With this token, one can enter Creation Mountain to comprehend the Dao and cultivate."
"Creation Mountain?!"
A change came over Jiang Ping An's eyes.
Hu Chun Chun nodded. "That's right, Creation Mountain."
"Creation Mountain is said to be the origin of the God Realm, as well as the origin of all rules and all Dao. Once many powerful cultivators reach a certain realm, it becomes difficult for them to advance further. Yet Creation Mountain contains the highest-grade Rule Power, capable of helping these experts progress."
"Throughout the long years, countless tribes and civilizations have clashed to seize Creation Mountain, yet to this day, not a single power has been able to occupy it completely."
"Our Sacred Blood Tribe holds one