Qin Tian raised an eyebrow. That would never do. Without the Divine King's Saint-level fighting strength, how was he supposed to obtain Nine Secrets: Xing at Saint Cliff?
How was he supposed to ensure he could flee fast enough, safely take the next step, earn more Source, and feed this Desolate Ancient Sacred Body?
Qin Tian extended an invitation. "I have news of one of the Nine Secrets, in a dangerous place. Would you be interested in investigating it with me, Divine King?"
Hearing this, Jiang Taixu silently moved "return to the Jiang Family" down a notch on his itinerary.
He had already been away for four thousand years. A little longer would make no difference.
Most likely, everyone in the Jiang Family from his generation had died off. Going back would be pointless.
Even if a few acquaintances had luckily broken through to King or survived until now by taking ancient medicines, they would be old men. They were not Caiyun; it made no difference whether he saw them.
As someone who possessed the Fighting-Sacred Law, he knew how terrifying the Nine Secrets were. Given the chance, he would never pass up an inheritance of the Nine Secrets.
Now that news of one of the Nine Secrets lay before him, how could he possibly not investigate?
"Woof! You really are blessed with good fortune, brat!"
"If you knew about one of the Nine Secrets, why didn't you investigate?" the Black Emperor asked, sidling over.
If it were him, the instant he heard news of a treasure, he would rush over to search for it.
In the past, this fellow had explored the Ruthless Great Emperor's tomb, hoping to find traces of the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar, only to become trapped in the Divine Desert for over a hundred years.