The Person Who Knows It's Fake Is Most Likely the Chosen One

The thought flashed through Luo Zhen's mind, and his heart skipped a beat.

He dared not imagine how much benefit this would bring him.

After all, according to Chen Mingxuan, for Lone Star like them, if something happens to the people around them, it's not necessarily a bad thing for them.

But Luo Zhen immediately shook his head.

"Even someone like Chen Mingxuan couldn't achieve this, so it's probably highly unlikely."

Since they parted ways near the Emperor's Tomb, he no longer addressed Chen Mingxuan as Senior.

It's already somewhat not worth it.

If it weren't for Chen Mingxuan's sudden crotch explosion that stunned the people nearby, I probably wouldn't have had a chance to escape from there at all.

After that, the other party never contacted me again, probably because they had secretly sensed something was wrong.

This was truly unexpected, considering I had only wanted to give it a try.

I never expected the other party to react so strongly.

"Never mind." Luo Zhen shook his head, deciding to stop thinking about it.

"It might actually be a bad thing if he stays by my side all the time."

"Given this White Tiger Fortuitous Opportunity, it's not a bad idea to try it out myself."

As he spoke, a glimmer of hope flashed in Luo Zhen's eyes:

"If I could join the White Tiger Clan based on this, it would be a good thing."

The White Tiger is one of the four Sacred Beast Race.

Even if one gains no benefit from being destroyed, such an achievement would be enough to satisfy.

White Tiger Clan.

As the tigers gathered, Bai Po's gaze swept over them, and he spoke:

"Have you checked everything? Is everything ready?"

Immediately, the heads of the White Tiger nodded lightly.

At this moment, a tiger spoke up:

"The Human Race arriving continues to grow. At this rate, there will be even more people by tomorrow. Having so many people try out the tokens will likely take far too long."

Bai Po looked over and heard the tiger continue:

"In my opinion, we should add some more tokens to the arrangement to speed things up, since this isn't really that important."

Bai Po thought for a moment and asked:

"Only one night left, is there enough time?"

"If all else fails, we'll just have to make do," the tiger said.

"Anyway, the Human Race doesn't know anything about the White Tiger Token. Even if they did, they might not know the exact quantity or shape. Whatever it is, as long as we say it is, then it is."

Bai Po nodded:

"You're right, but don't be too casual about it. It's best to do it somewhat like a pro."

He was the one who initially made the decision.

The clan's token has disappeared, and there's no way to use it now.

But now that the news of the Person of Tianming has been released, a formality is needed to confirm the Human Race that may be the Tianming Person.

But they didn't know how the token was determined.

Therefore, only one method remains: create points on your own and pass them off as real.

According to his plan, if the White Tiger Token had gone directly to that person's descendant, the descendant would have known about the token and, with a little thought, would easily have discovered that the White Tiger Token they were using this time was fake.

Compared to the effort they put into confirming each one individually, this method is undoubtedly more efficient.

While it may not be 100% effective, overall, the Tianming Person may not be able to discover the problem with the token, but the person who can discover the problem with the token is very likely to be that person.

In the blink of an eye, a night had passed.

That night, countless eyes were focused on the White Tiger Clan.

Opportunity and Tianming seem to be just the final step, waiting for everything to begin.

"The Dragon Race have arrived!"

Suddenly, the crowd erupted in commotion.

Countless eyes turned towards the distant Heaven Grade.

Behind the towering, layered figures, massive dragon spirits were hurtling towards this place at an astonishing speed.

Boom!

The dragon's shadow had not yet arrived, but its might had already been there.

In an instant, countless cultivators high in the sky felt a tremendous shock to their minds, as if their hearts were about to stop.

Swish, swish, swish.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, a large number of cultivators fell from the sky like rain.

"This,"

This scene deeply moved many Human Race cultivators present, leaving them profoundly astonished.

"As expected of the Sacred Beast Race, they showed absolutely no intention of making way!"

Some people were extremely excited:

"This is the first time I've ever seen so many Dragon Race appear at once. The legendary dragon might is truly extraordinary."

Some people frowned:

"Aren't these Dragon Race afraid of incurring the wrath of the Human Race?"

The reactions varied, and the Dragon Race had already entered the White Tiger Clan's territory.

"The Dragon Race truly act as recorded by the outside world, completely disregarding the Human Race."

After Gu Chen finished speaking, he looked away and couldn't help but think about his mission.

Dragon Race have always looked down on Human Race, and this remains true today.

To have Dragon Race of that race create the Ten Thousand Scale Armor for him—the difficulty involved is immense...

Hmm, Gu Chen had a feeling.

The difficulty of this task may even exceed the meaning of that body-tempering technique.

Listening to Gu Chen's words, Mu Fan silently thought to himself:

"Thank goodness, it's the Vermilion Bird Race, not the Dragon Race."

Gaining the favor of the Dragon Race is incredibly difficult, even just thinking about it makes me feel challenged.

Lu Changzhi glanced at the two of them and a smile appeared on his face.

"They're probably both thinking about their own tasks right now."

As for myself, I'll just watch the show and help when I can.

At that moment, figures from the Vermilion Bird Race also appeared from another direction.

Its bright, fiery red color far surpasses the striking black-blue of dragon scales.

In an instant, all eyes fell on the group of Vermilion Bird.

"This is beautiful."

Xiao Ming's voice came from the side. Lu Changzhi turned his head and looked at it, then smiled:

"What, are you interested?"

Xiao Ming shook his head slightly:

"No, that's not it. Come to think of it, I'm not young anymore."

"You're not getting any younger, hmm."

Lu Changzhi nodded in deep agreement, indicating:

Go ahead and pursue your happiness. I believe you can do it.

Xiao Ming immediately shrank his neck:

"Then I still need to grow longer."

After saying that, Xiao Ming added:

"If only our Hidden Origin Peak had a female Vermilion Bird egg, I could raise my little bird from a young age."

"That's a good idea. Go find him and have him steal it for you."

Lu Changzhi pointed at Mu Fan.

Xiao Ming followed the direction and glanced over. Seeing it was Mu Fan, he immediately shook his head.

"Then forget it. If he can steal it, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mu Fan said:

"You... you'll just acknowledge me as your elder brother?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ming's eyes lit up immediately:

"Okay, it's a deal!"

Mu Fan was about to speak, the surrounding crowd suddenly became even more agitated.

"The Black Tortoise Race has come too, and there's even someone with them?"

"It seems it must be Liu Tianming, the imperial prince of the Liu Clan!"