Mystery Descends: My Exchanges Are Not Equal-Chapter 603 - 299: Combat Power Soars! Personal Ranking! (Seeking Full Subscription! Seeking Monthly Tickets!)
Upon hearing Qian Xuanji's words, Qian Tianchen couldn't help but nod slightly.
He also felt that the emperor's concerns were justified and that no more time could be given for Wang Teng to grow stronger.
Then, somewhat anxiously, he said, "Emperor, if Wang Teng's strength reaches the threshold of the Ninth Realm before the competition ends, then after the competition, his strength should reach the early-Ninth Realm!"
"Don't forget, this time he received the first-place reward, with 200,000 attribute points alone as a prize!"
Qian Xuanji was unconcerned: "So what? I also received 35,000 attribute points this time, which stabilizes my power in the mid-Ninth Realm. If I also have the help of a suppression object, then I'd surely be at the peak of the Ninth Realm!"
"With my peak Ninth Realm combat power, dealing with an early-Ninth Realm is a piece of cake, isn't it?"
Hearing this, Qian Tianchen breathed a sigh of relief.
He also believed that the emperor could easily crush Wang Teng.
At this moment, Qian Xuanji added, "Moreover, I must eliminate Wang Teng within 24 hours. That kid managed to get a Holy Land Passage Token; by killing him, I could seize the opportunity to enter the Taichu Sacred Land."
Qian Tianchen's eyes lit up: "Yes! I didn't think of that!"
Qian Xuanji took a deep breath: "A Holy Land Passage Token! This is an extremely rare opportunity! In the past, I wouldn't even dare to think about it."
Saying this, he looked up towards the direction of the Wind Race's residence, a greedy look in his eyes.
Apparently, his eagerness to kill Wang Teng also had another purpose: to covet the Holy Land Passage Token Wang Teng held.
With this realization, the sealed kings all started thinking actively.
At this moment, outside the hall, a flash of light appeared, and a middle-aged man walked in.
"Emperor, the Blood Moon Race Leader has sent a letter!"
As the man entered the hall, he knelt and reported to Qian Xuanji.
The Blood Moon Race ranks ninth among the top ten mysterious forces, with strength significantly surpassing the Daqian Divine Dynasty.
Qian Xuanji quickly asked, "What is the letter about?"
The man quickly said, "The Blood Moon Race Leader asks if our Daqian Divine Dynasty knows the whereabouts of the Celestial Court. If we know, he kindly requests that we inform him, for he is willing to help us eliminate the Celestial Court and restore our clan to the top ten!"
Upon hearing this, all the sealed kings showed joy.
The Blood Moon Race is not far from the Daqian Divine Dynasty.
If the Blood Moon Race is willing to help, they could quickly eradicate the Celestial Court together.
Their clan would definitely return to the top ten.
Yet, Qian Xuanji coldly laughed: "That old thing is quite calculating! He wants to help us eliminate the Celestial Court as a guise, wanting to seize the Holy Land Passage Token as the real intention! After all, the Taichu Sacred Land recognizes tokens, not people. Whoever holds the token can enter within."
The man suddenly realized: "I see! I felt that Blood Moon Race couldn't possibly be so kind. Emperor, how should I reply to the Blood Moon Race Leader? Should I inform them that we do not know the whereabouts of the Celestial Court?"
Qian Xuanji pondered for a moment and said, "Do not reply to him yet! Let's wait for me to personally go to the Wind Race's residence and investigate. If I truly cannot handle it, asking for the Blood Moon Race's help won't be too late."
"Understood!"
The man took the order and left.
After the man left, Qian Tianchen smiled and said, "Emperor, your considerations are thorough indeed! However, we must act quickly too!"
"In another twenty-four hours, the entrance to the Taichu Sacred Land will appear. If we cannot eradicate Wang Teng before this, then everything will be too late!"
Qian Xuanji nodded slightly: "Indeed! Just wait a bit longer! The Points Mall is about to appear. Once it does, we'll spend points to enhance our strength, and then go to kill Wang Teng!"
Qian Tianchen: "Good! By the way, Emperor, Wang Teng probably isn't alone. You going alone might not be wise; let this old man accompany you this time!"
Qian Xuanji pondered: "Very well! Also, gather 100 Earth-tier disciples, and when the time comes, depart with me!"
Hearing this, Qian Tianchen was slightly moved.
The Daqian Divine Dynasty has fewer than 150 Earth-tier powerhouses in total.
Wang Teng has already killed more than twenty of them.
Now, the Daqian Divine Dynasty has only about 130 Earth-tier powerhouses remaining, and the rest are all in the Profound Tier.
Qian Xuanji's demand to mobilize over a hundred Earth-tier disciples is equivalent to a full-scale mobilization.
These hundred-plus Earth-tier powerhouses, along with Qian Xuanji and Qian Tianchen, form a truly formidable lineup.
With such strength, eliminating a single Wang Teng shouldn't be difficult.
Realizing this, Qian Tianchen felt more confident.
"Emperor, I will go make preparations!"
He quickly withdrew.
Qian Xuanji silently watched his back, showing a trace of anticipation.
Naturally, he was eager to kill Wang Teng and seize the Holy Land opportunity.
One thing he didn't anticipate was that Wang Teng's acquired attribute points weren't just 200,000; it was over 960,000.
......
At the same time, above the Wind Race's residence.
Wang Teng was looking at his combat power with a face full of joy.
It turns out he had finished adding his points.
Currently, his comprehensive combat power had surged to 6,241,000 points. If he added the Foundation Establishment Power, it could further rise to 6,841,000 points.
If he further integrates with Little Douzi, it would undoubtedly be mid-Ninth Realm combat power.
Coupled with his multiple S-Level talents and divine techniques, he dared to battle against the peak of the Ninth Realm!
Whew!
Finally, it's settled!
Wang Teng contentedly closed the light curtain.
With such strength, he finally had some confidence to contend with the mysterious forces.
