A Favor

The one who led troops to Huashan Summit was Wanyan Yuankai, the Great Jin First Prince, from one of the Seven Great Nations.

He stood nearly six feet four, with neat, cropped hair. He was the kind of man who seemed especially spirited and imposing.

Two Sabres hung at his waist, and beneath him was a tall, powerful Ferghana Horse. He looked down arrogantly at the gathered Martial World heroes.

With his arrival, the heroes who were still circulating their energy to force out the poison furrowed their brows. They clearly did not welcome him.

Du Qiang of the Vajra Gate spoke first. "Heh, so it's Prince Yuankai. May I ask what brings you to Huashan Summit?"

In most countries, Martial World sects and the government generally maintained a balance, neither interfering in nor encroaching on each other.

On that basis, some major sects also maintained certain ties with the government, with mutual benefit as the main goal.

But one country was rather special: Great Jin.

Most sects liked to find a mountain and establish themselves there, keeping a certain distance from the cities.

Great Jin, however, lay beyond the frontier on the grasslands. It was a nomadic nation, with few mountains to begin with, and naturally few sects.

Great Jin was also rather domineering. For the past three generations, its kings had not allowed any independent sects to exist within their borders.

Sects either submitted to the Great Jin King and served him, or were treated as rebels.

Thus, the Martial World heroes and Great Jin were at odds.

Of course, they were not completely opposed.

After all, Great Jin would not specifically go after sects in other countries. They simply did not get along and could not stand one another.

Few experts from Great Jin had ever attended