Back when they had encountered the Worry-Forget Sect's pursuit in the Bright Dragon Mountain Range, Ning Jingjing had never imagined there would be a day like this. She had even urged Sikong Jing to stop thinking about his younger sister—it was an impossible task.
But now, Sikong Jing was on the verge of accomplishing it. Perhaps the siblings would soon be reunited.
"Giggle, giggle, giggle..."
Just as Ning Jingjing sighed inwardly, a woman's laughter suddenly rang out eerily through the mountains.
In an instant, the hairs all over the bodies of the Sixty-Sixth Legion and the bandits stood on end. They hurriedly rose and went on guard.
Sikong Jing also sprang to his feet and demanded, "Who's there?"
The next moment, a graceful figure appeared before Sikong Jing. He froze, then said, "Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce... Ren Dongmeng?"
The newcomer was none other than Ren Dongmeng. Sikong Jing was filled with confusion, yet his heart remained vigilant.
Even if the Tyrant Heaven Chamber of Commerce could not participate in any conflicts, no one knew what might happen deep in these mountains.
"Sikong Jing, congratulations." Ren Dongmeng paid no heed to Sikong Jing's wariness and approached with measured steps, smiling.
Expressionless, Sikong Jing still clasped his fists slightly and asked, "What is there to congratulate me on?"
"First, naturally, congratulations on breaking through layer upon layer of encirclement and reaching the northern mountains." Ren Dongmeng chuckled, then abruptly changed tack. "Second, congratulations on reaching rank thirty on the Eastern Plains Thousand Tyrants Ranking!"
The moment those words fell, an intense gleam flashed through Sikong Jing's eyes. He could scarcely believe it—it was inconceivable.
Hadn't Hua Lidian said he would try to get him to rank sixty? Why had he suddenly jumped all the way to thirtieth?
"Strange, isn't it? Naturally,