After returning to the Underground City, besides keeping an eye on news from outside and trading verbal barbs with others, Jiang Chen also sorted through his gains from the journey.
The three eighth-tier Supreme Powerhouses had carried plenty of good things.
He let Jiang Xiao Chen pick out cultivation resources first. Those were the rarest items, and there were the fewest of them.
Next was Tie Zhu. It could eat a great many things, sometimes even crunching up and swallowing magical artifacts made of softer materials. The dragon had already grown from two feet long to two and a half feet.
Finally, all the unwanted junk left over was smashed up and absorbed by the Yin God Hammer. It was basically a garbage dump, taking anything.
As for the powerhouses of the Nine Provinces, Jiang Chen did not support them again this time. After all, he now had a younger brother, a son he had picked up, and a hammer in tow, all of them bottomless money pits. The pressure was considerable.
But after agonizing over it for ages, he still gritted his teeth and set aside some of the resources for the construction of the Trial Grounds, adding another project and extending its overall operating time by five more years.
No matter how hard things got, education could not suffer.
At this, the powerhouses of the Nine Provinces were so moved that they nearly shed tears. Jiang Chen merely waved at them with an air of detachment, indicating that they need not say anything.
That night, news arrived that the River of Forgetfulness Blood River had appeared in the Polar Bear Empire and was following a particular route, its purpose unknown.
The surging waters of the Blood River swept across the heavens, forming a wondrous sight.
Countless people began