Yunlun Mountain Range, First Dragon Vein.
Unlike the many trial participants who had been drawn down the mountain by the flood of treasures to hunt for loot and exchange it for points,
Jiang Xian had remained steadfast at the First Dragon Vein. No matter how strongly those below urged him, he had never descended the mountain.
No one knew why Jiang Xian was doing this. Rumors circulated among the troops guarding the mountain that Young Master Jiang had been beaten into submission by Young Master Xu, Xu Deyi, in the previous battle, and had now begun to follow his heart.
But before that rumor could gain momentum, it was forcefully suppressed.
Naturally, Jiang Xian was behind it.
At the summit of the mountain range, having dismissed his attendants, Jiang Xian stood alone atop a boulder, gazing into the vast distance, a faint anxiety lurking in his eyes.
"More than ten days..."
He murmured to himself, seemingly lost in thought.
The Royal City Trial might have been an opportunity to others, but to Jiang Xian, it was neither here nor there.
Even if he fought to the very end, claimed a place among the top thirty-six on the points leaderboard, and smoothly entered the Holy Palace Trial, none of that truly mattered.
The Demi-Saint Jiang Clan possessed its own unique inheritance. Strictly speaking, it was no worse than any lineage within the Holy Palace.
In fact, for members of the Jiang Clan, their own inheritance suited them even better. Jiang Xian had no real need to participate in this Royal City Trial.
But ever since he encountered Yama in the Heaven-Prayer Woods of East Heavenly King City, had a pair of "Three Aversions Eyes" dug out, the task assigned to him by the clan had changed.
Before losing the "Three Aversions