"Monster beast market?"
Duanmu Chun froze on the spot when he heard that. There were only nine days left—how could Sikong Jing still be in the mood to stroll through a market?
They should clearly be visiting the Earth Deciders.
They needed to visit those who had raised their hands in support and keep them supporting them. As for those against them, they had to at least win over two more.
Although there would be a second vote, since West Chart Heavenly Decider still had a debt of gratitude to repay, he could not possibly turn around and raise his hand in support of them again during the second vote. So they were still two votes short. Only by winning over two more Earth Deciders could they secure victory.
Not anxious? How could they possibly not be anxious?
Dong Wu, Nan Feng, and Tyrant Fierce Venerable were surely courting those Earth Deciders as well.
Seeing Duanmu Chun's ever-changing expression, Sikong Jing naturally knew what he was thinking. Yet he smiled and said, "I want to buy a monster beast mount—at least one at the third major realm of the Emperor Martial Stage."
As for the Earth Deciders, Sikong Jing had no intention of visiting them at all.
When it came to keeping up appearances, they definitely could not compete with two Heaven Deciders and Tyrant Fierce Venerable. Hollow formalities were meaningless. They could wait a few days, see which way the wind was blowing, and deal with it then.
A monster beast mount was what mattered most to him right now...
The Steel Bone Flying Vulture could no longer keep pace with his cultivation, while the Eternal Night Demon Wolf had remained at the Thoughtless Sacred Sect to protect his younger sister. So he truly needed a powerful monster beast