Upon hearing Ning Chuan's words, many treasure hunters gritted their teeth and suppressed their laughter, some even trembling with suppressed rage.
That's really mean.
The Luan Teng ignored it, turned halfway around, and flew forward with their heads down.
His face was frighteningly ugly.
He had previously used similar rhetoric to mock Ning Chuan, but not only did it fail, it also brought him bitter consequences.
Ning Chuan followed behind with a faint smile, not too fast or too slow.
Whoosh!
The Luan Teng suddenly accelerated, gradually widening the gap and leaving Ning Chuan behind.
But treasure hunting isn't a battle!
You need to wander back and forth along the Divine Martial Stele to observe which area has treasures being shot out; you can't just run at full speed all the time.
Moreover, at full speed, the consumption of Force is drastic and cannot be sustained for long.
In addition, Ning Chuan's speed was only slightly behind Luan Teng's.
This difference, in the context of combat, represents a clear advantage.
However, within the fixed-size area of Divine Martial Stele, Ning Chuan is completely unable to escape.
Luan Teng slowed down and looked around to see where the treasure would be launched, a handsome young man appeared in his line of sight and swiftly flew towards him.
Ning Chuan approached Luan Teng.
"You..."
Luan Teng gritted his teeth, but before he could speak, Ning Chuan's figure vanished. He teleported to the Divine Martial Stele not far away, raised his hand, and with a Mystic Truth, wrapped in Force and profound meaning, grabbed a jade-shaped Martial Seal. After erasing the energy of the Divine Martial Stele covering it, he put it into his spatial ring.
Swish!
The next moment, space distorted, and Ning Chuan teleported back to Luan Teng's side, smiling as he looked at him and said, "By the way, what were you trying to say just now?"
The veins on Luan Teng's forehead bulged, his anger barely concealed.
Without Ning Chuan, the Martial Seal that was just shot out would most likely have been seized by him.
Taking a deep breath, Luan Teng suppressed the urge to argue, neither answering Ning Chuan's question nor leaving, silently hovering in place.
Beside him, Ning Chuan also hung motionless in mid-air, seemingly locked in a stalemate with the Luan Teng.
After waiting for a while, seeing that Ning Chuan showed no sign of leaving, Luan Teng couldn't help but turn his face halfway, frowning deeply, and said in a muffled voice:
"If you continue this stalemate, you won't gain anything!"
" The Divine Martial Stele is vast and expansive; only by traversing its surface can you increase your chances of encountering the powerful treasures it launches!"
"If we stay in one place, we'll miss many of the most valuable treasures that are shot out, and we won't have time to seize them!"
Luan Teng emphasized that this move is seriously detrimental to Ning Chuan.
"Well said!"
Ning Chuan nodded in agreement, glanced at the Divine Martial Stele in front of him, and said jokingly, "However, I have too much wealth. I recently seized all the wealth of an alien Heavenly King, so taking a few less treasures doesn't matter. I can't spend it all anyway."
Upon hearing this, Luan Teng's expression froze.
For Heavenly King to be forced to use his wealth to buy his life in battle is undoubtedly a great humiliation.
He tried his best to forget, but Ning Chuan, one of the parties involved, kept mentioning it!
Swish!
Suddenly, a flash of light appeared, and Ning Chuan took a step forward and disappeared.
A moment later, it turned back.
He held a warm, jade-like medicine box in his hand, opened it in front of the Luan Teng, and inside was a sacred herb, perfectly preserved, radiating surging energy.
Ning Chuan closed the jade medicine box tightly, glanced at the ugly-looking Luan Teng, and his smile became even more mocking. He said, "It seems, it appears, perhaps... I can't take less of this precious treasure."
Seeing this, Luan Teng's face turned ashen, unable to conceal his grief and anger, as if he had been slapped several times.
"Let me give you a piece of advice: don't push me too far!"
The Luan Teng vines threatened in a hoarse voice.
Ning Chuan can keep at it with him.
He can't do it!
Without sufficient wealth, one will inevitably be hampered and fall behind other powerful players in the coming era of recovery.
Even the Heavenly King of other races are not a monolithic entity.
"Oh, so what?"
Ning Chuan's smile remained unchanged as he calmly asked, "What can you do?"
Luan Teng lowered his voice and said viciously, "Don't be so smug. No matter how much Great River Realm Heavenly King of the Federation values you, he can't follow you around all the time. You'll have your share of times when you're all alone!"
That's it?
Ning Chuan's eyes gleamed with provocation as he sized up Luan Teng, then spread his hands and said sincerely, "I'm all alone now, so you can make your move. I promise I won't call for help."
The words had barely left his mouth.
boom!
The Force around Luan Teng surged, unleashing a powerful aura, but he didn't make a move; he merely stared coldly at Ning Chuan.
Then, it turned and flew away into the distance.
Luan Teng has chosen to leave the Divine Martial Stele!
"Huh? Why did you leave!"
Ning Chuan paused for a moment, a look of surprise and regret appearing in his gaze as he looked at Luan Teng's retreating figure.
He followed closely behind to seize the treasure, not simply to vent his anger.
The original plan was to provoke the Luan Teng, forcing them to make a move and engage in a bloody battle.
Unexpectedly, the Luan Teng didn't take the bait.
Ning Chuan was unaware that his earlier threat to offer a bounty using the Divine Wave Meditation Method at the meeting had a greater deterrent effect on Luan Teng than he had imagined.
Let's find another opportunity.
Ning Chuan shook his head, without regret, and flew away.
On the other side, the onlookers were in turmoil, like a vast ocean after a hurricane, their emotions surging uncontrollably.
Many treasure hunters were deeply impressed.
Luan Teng, a high-level Heavenly King of the High-Stage Spring Realm with the Fourth-Grade Law, a being who controls the fate of the Martial Star, was so easily forced back by Ning Chuan.
Moreover, all the attempts during that time were completely ineffective!
All eyes were focused on Ning Chuan flying in the sky.
More than half of them came from the Heavenly Martial Realm.
Including the palace carried on the back of the giant eagle.
"Is this young man the so-called number one genius whose talent surpasses that of Martial Star?"
Xi Fengrou leaned back in her recliner, her fair, lotus-root-like arms supporting her pretty face. Her expression was languid as she gazed at Ning Chuan and casually asked him a question.
"Yes."
An elderly woman in grey stood to the side, her head slightly bowed, and respectfully introduced herself, "My name is Ning Chuan, a contemporary World Walker from Galaxy University..."
Upon hearing this, Xi Fengrou waved her hand.
The old woman in gray immediately shut her mouth.
"His name is Ning Chuan?"
Xi Fengrou narrowed her beautiful eyes and pondered, "I remember last summer, Fan Yu of the Beast King Hall sent some geniuses from his sect to fight in Donglin. In the end, they were almost all wiped out by a candidate Ning Chuan. Is it the same person?"
"Your Highness has a good memory, it's him."
The old woman in gray smiled and offered her compliments.
A cold glint appeared in Xi Fengrou's eyes as she said displeasedly, "Although the Beast King Hall is independent, it is still a branch of the Beast Emperor Hall. They dare to kill our genius; they have quite the nerve!"
Upon hearing this, the old woman in gray changed her expression slightly and said, "Your Highness, I've heard that this current World Walker is highly regarded by the Federation's powerful figures and has even completed a method for cultivating spiritual power."
Xi Fengrou snorted coldly and said unhappily, "So what if World Walker!"
It's just a position created by Martial Star!
To my Heavenly Martial Realm, it's nothing but nonsense.
If he truly enters the Heavenly Martial Realm, let alone World Walker, he will be unable to move an inch and will be suppressed on the spot!
The old woman in gray remained silent, too terrified to refute, and simply nodded repeatedly.
"That method of cultivating spiritual power is indeed precious!"
Xi Fengrou gathered a strand of her hair, gently twirling it, and sneered, "But without sufficient strength, even a child carrying gold through the night market will only bring disaster upon himself!"
Palace Master Cangdong and several other Heavenly King of the Great River Realm are ready..."
A hint of murderous intent flickered in Xi Fengrou's smile.
She didn't continue.
It seemed as if Ning Chuan's fate had already been sealed.