Choice

When everyone walked out of the Space Wormhole, Ye Jianxin, who had long since been waiting there, immediately came forward to meet them.

He glanced at the Xiao Clan Members behind Xiao Han and signaled to him with his eyes. "These are the people?"

Xiao Han nodded.

"Follow this senior and leave. Those willing to join Langya Pavilion can tell him directly.

"Of course, if any of you are willing to go out and make your way through the Central Plains, I have no objections either.

"Choose for yourselves."

After saying this, Xiao Han no longer looked at them. He signaled that they could leave.

All the Xiao Clan Members solemnly bowed to Xiao Han, then turned and left.

"Why are you letting them go out and make their own way? Wouldn't they be safer in Langya Pavilion? And their cultivation speed wouldn't slow down either."

Seeing Xiao Han's deep, dark eyes, Yi Huang asked in confusion.

"You probably don't want them to suffer heavy losses either."

"I also want them to grow stronger safe and sound just like this." At this moment, Xiao Han no longer had his usual unserious air. Instead, his tone was somewhat earnest and heartfelt.

"You should also understand very well how great the difference in actual Combat power is between burying your head in bitter training inside a Cultivation Room and growing through battle and slaughter along the way. Wasn't that exactly how we made it through back then?"

Then he tightened his fist. "And while cultivating step by step is fine, "if you want to obtain powerful strength in a short period of time, then aside from crooked paths and heretical methods, there are only opportunities.

"Those are things that can't possibly be obtained inside a Cultivation Room.

"There isn't much time left now.

"Right now, all we can do is believe in them."

Yi Huang looked at him with a complicated expression, always feeling as if this fellow had suddenly gained quite a bit of depth.

"Why do you say there isn't much time left?" Yi Huang suddenly asked, puzzled.

"Because I can predict the future, of course!" Xiao Han instantly revealed his true colors.

"Bang~"

Yi Huang patted her fair little hand, on which traces of Earthen Yellow Flame still faintly remained. As expected, what happened just now had been an illusion!

An hour later, Ye Jianxin came before Xiao Han with a face full of complicated emotions.

He sighed with emotion. "Could this be the pride of an Emperor Clan?"

Even if they had already declined, the arrogance in their hearts had not lessened in the slightest.

"How did it go?" Xiao Han's eyes held a smile, while Yi Huang also waited expectantly for Ye Jianxin's answer.

"Close to a hundred people. Nearly seventy chose to go out and make their own way.

"The remaining twenty-some are all low-rank Dou Wangs. For now, they don't have much ability to protect themselves, so they chose to stay in Langya Pavilion.

"But even these people chose to go to the Langya Pavilion Southern City Guard."

Langya Pavilion and Starfall Pavilion were both located in the Southern Region of Central Plains, and the Southern City under its command was extremely close to the Beast Region.

Although the Beast Region and Human Race cities had always kept out of each other's way, friction still occurred from time to time. Casualties had long since become commonplace.

Because of this, the Langya Pavilion Southern City Guard was the most dangerous of all the teams Langya Pavilion dispatched outward.

Usually, Langya Pavilion sent disciples and elders to take turns guarding it. Some disciples seeking breakthroughs and tempering themselves would also take the initiative to go there.

After all, although that place was dangerous, because it was close to the Beast Region, there were all kinds of Medicinal Herbs and treasures in great abundance. Even going into the Beast Region for a stroll from time to time was something both sides tacitly accepted.

After all, those magical beasts often wandered into human cities too, didn't they?

As for whether you could come back alive, that depended on your own ability.

When he thought of how that group of Xiao Clan Members had opened their mouths and asked where the fastest place to increase their strength was, he had subconsciously said the Southern City Guard.

He had never expected those people to request, without the slightest hesitation, to all go and join the garrison team.

Even though he had repeatedly emphasized that they had to watch their safety, that it was extremely dangerous, that they should act within their limits... in the end, they still single-mindedly squeezed their way toward that place.

It left Ye Jianxin somewhat helpless, but also somewhat admiring.

Although when he was young, he had also caused trouble in the Beast Region while traveling together with Xiao Han and Yi Huang, at the same time, he had also been taught a lesson there by those powerful Magical Beast Families.

The moment he recalled those damned feathered birds of the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan, Ye Jianxin felt a surge of anger.

However, when he then thought of his warehouse full of Demon Phoenix Wings collections, he immediately felt as refreshed as if he had gulped down several cups of ice water in the hottest days of summer.

"Oh? Looks like they're not bad." Although his tone was indifferent, the corners of Xiao Han's mouth spreading into a grin showed the joy in his heart.

As expected, they had not disappointed him.

"All right, all right. Don't act humble after getting such a bargain. Look at the way you're smiling." For some reason, Ye Jianxin simply couldn't stand Xiao Han's vile, smug look.

"Right, there shouldn't be anything else going on in Langya Pavilion next, should there?" Xiao Han asked somewhat seriously.

"No. Why?" Ye Jianxin looked blank. Was this guy about to pull some stunt again?

"I'm going into seclusion. I'll probably need about a year."

"To break through?" Before he knew it, Ye Jianxin asked somewhat bitterly.

"Yes."

"Fine." Having made up his mind, Ye Jianxin decided that once he had arranged everything that needed arranging, he would immediately enter seclusion. This time, no matter what, he had to break through to Peak Dou Zun before coming out.

"What's wrong?" Just then, Yi Huang suddenly tugged on Xiao Han's robe.

"Have you forgotten you still have a disciple?" Yi Huang said irritably.

This guy had already left that little disciple of his off to the side for nearly a month.

The last time she went over there to check on him, that little fellow called Xiao Wu had been full of anger, practically anxious enough to stamp his feet.

"Oh, crap!" Xiao Han suddenly smacked his forehead. "I've been too busy these past few days and forgot for a moment."

"Right, right. Someone's been so diligent lately, working hard in silence," Ye Jianxin suddenly said in a strange, sarcastic tone.

Then he abruptly flashed away, preparing to flee. Unfortunately, he was still one step too late.

He looked, trembling slightly, at the man and woman before him. The man was handsome and the woman was beautiful. It would have been even better if one ignored the flames and frost in their hands.

"Bang—boom—splash—"

Along with bursts of dazzling light-and-shadow effects and sound effects, a truly unbearable performance immediately unfolded on the spot.

A quarter of an hour later, Ye Jianxin, bruised and swollen beyond all recognition, limped away.

Only Xiao Han, expressionless, and Yi Huang, unbearably shy, were left behind.

"Let's go. We'll visit that little disciple of mine." Xiao Han tried to divert Yi Huang's attention.

"No need. Go by yourself." It was over. He would not be able to enter the room tonight.

Ye Jianxin, you bastard, just you wait. In his heart, Xiao Han cracked his knuckles and gnashed his teeth.

Then, his face full of resentment, he went off to educate that adorable little fellow.

At this moment, in a Guest Room of Langya Pavilion.

Shi Tou, already recovered, watched Xiao Wu pace back and forth in the room while cursing under his breath.

"Scoundrel. Doesn't keep his word. Human trafficker..."

However, Shi Tou was not worried. Little Wu went through this routine for one or two hours every day. Once he got tired, he would naturally stop.

Today, however, was a little different.

Shi Tou stared in astonishment at the figure behind Little Wu, but instinctively shut his mouth.

"Who's the Scoundrel?" Just as Little Wu was getting into his cursing, a gentle voice sounded.

"Of course it's that hateful Langya Pavilion Master." Little Wu's face was full of resentment, and his entire body radiated an aura of I'm unhappy.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he turned his head mechanically and looked at someone in alarm.

Xiao Han wore an evil smile as he advanced step by step...