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Yan Xiaobao secretly agreed with Wan Qiao's statement, but hearing that he had so much money to control, his face was still full of disbelief. Soon, a smile appeared on his face, and he now knew that it was not difficult to pay these terms. The experts who lured their brutes to rush and quickly and ruthlessly kill their enemies so that they could get money would not be a problem. The real reason Yan Xiaobao wanted was to complete their opponents quickly. They needed to win the war quickly, and they needed as few casualties as possible to win the war.

"Okay, what I need you to do is find my map. Multiple maps that show every road that goes through the forest toward the Siban Empire. I won't cross the forest itself; we need to cross the road because our team is not small. I need a guide next to a map, a guide that helps me plan the direction."

Wan Sw swallowed all the words Yan Xiaobao said, and her facial expression became serious, but in her eyes, excitement still shone. Her work was not easy, but she was finally able to help Yan Xiaobao fight. The war she once was very excited.

Seeing the two lords' desire as always, Yan Xiaobao gently pushed away the chair and stood up. He nodded to the two lords again.

"I plan to let you solve these problems for me," Yan Xiaobao said with a smile on his face, "I need to go back to my room, because I also need to prepare for war." The young man said, and after a while, he finally turned and left the room. The young man walked stably, neither hurried nor slow, and returned to his room, sat down again in the moonlight, and began to move the Yin energy away from the essence of heaven and earth.

Although Yan Xiaobao was busy cultivating his inner energy, when they left the room, Wan Qiao and Pan Long still had bright smiles on their faces. Wan Qiao went to the library to find a map, while Pan Long walked towards the rooms where many lords now live in the castle.

Night slowly descended in the castle, and everyone was busy doing their own things. Although everyone was different, there was one thing in common. This led to the castle never really falling asleep. That thing was war. The war was coming, and the beasts were busy preparing. No one knew exactly how prepared these beasts were for the coming war, and no humans were separated from Yan Xiaobao.

The next day, Yan Xiaobao gave the expert a day off, and he walked around the castle and delegated some tasks he had to deal with. Especially those who stayed at the divine source, they were pushed to the limit. Although all the saints ran from one end of the divine source to the other, they all tried their best to collect gold, food and maps. Looking at them, Yan Xiaobao was very grateful to all the guards for having armor and weapons. If he needed the saints to find armor and weapons for the entire army, then he could only imagine how messy it would have been.

When the saints rushed back to the capital from their hometown, Yan Xiaobao allowed the army to relax. This meant that all of them had to train themselves, and at the surprise of Yan Xiaobao, he found that no one fought another battle, and now all team battles are

These groups seemed to like this new way of fighting, with excitement in their eyes. Uncontrollable smiles spread across their faces. The groups are now used to fighting together. They are familiar with the different attacks of their teammates, not to mention the trust they have built up. They know that someone has their backs that allow them to move forward and attack. Yan Xiaobao is proud to see how good all the groups work together.

Through the military camp, Yan Xiaobao met people who were trained together by himself or groups everywhere. They were experimenting with new attacks or cultivating their inner energy.

Yan Xiaobao was too busy refining Yin's energy so that he could create more Wuwei. However, although the speed was driven by Lan Yun, it was still so slow that Yan Xiaobao admitted that it would take at least a year to reach the ninth star. The king level. This made him sigh deeply, but thinking about this, he had received great help from the monks and he could not ask for more.

Although Yan Xiaobao felt stressed, he also knew that he needed to focus on the nature of the world and the earth he had refined. For him, it was important to maintain the high quality of his inner energy so high that it would not imbalance his planting foundation.

Sighing, Yan Xiaobao turned and walked towards the city gate. In the air, he had just seen a vague flying by, something so quickly that if they knew what to look for, people would recognize it. However, Yan Xiaobao knew very well what the vague meaning was. He knew that he would be summoned soon, because another saint had returned to the capital.

The King of the Forest returns home to get gold and food. Everyone is expected to go home, but strangely, the terms of the acquisition seem to be the biggest problem. In a world without ordinary beasts, people need to catch less intelligent magical beasts in the forest and turn them into food supplies. Some beasts live on farms, and they have cut down forests to grow agriculture; they grow rice with corn and other crops.

Seeing that the lord had returned, Yan Xiaobao needed to meet with this saint to receive the items he brought. Yan Xiaobao rushed back to the castle as soon as possible and found himself in the castle half an hour later. When he arrived, he saw a forest king waiting for him. This was one of the experts who did not intend to directly participate in the war, but when he nodded respectfully to Yan Xiaobao, his eyes were still serious. He handed the young man two high-end storage stones.

A large amount of gold was piled up in the first storage stone. In fact, Yan Xiaobao knew that each expert should provide more than one million gold coins. Looking at the other stone, he saw food pile up. Bags of rice and corn were stored with barrels of dried and smoked meat. There was enough food to feed more than 10,000 people for more than a month. Yan Xiaobao was grateful to the saint, and after checking the two stones, he bowed deeply.

"Thank you very much for your contribution," he said as he lowered his head, and the Saint's face lit up. He was obviously satisfied with Yan Xiaobao's reaction, a reaction that showed that he was truly grateful for the money and food he received. The Saint nodded again, not for any specific reason, just because he was indeed satisfied.

"I will go find Wanqiao, and I have some maps for her, too," said the expert, once the words left his mouth, the saints became blurred again when he disappeared from the yard. Looking at the stored stones, Yan Xiaobao smiled, because he knew he was getting closer and closer to the day of departure.

"Wait, wait," a shout of Yan Xiaobao. When he heard the sound, he stopped immediately. When Pan Long appeared, he turned around. The old man looked as happy as Yan Xiaobao, holding a small leather bag in his hand.

"Look at this," he showed a bright smile on his face, and while stopping next to Yan Xiaobao, he handed the bag to the young man. "These are the stones I have collected so far. I also saw the old man giving you two storage stones before this. It seems that we have collected almost all the terms and gold coins we need. Are you ready to start planning the path to Siban?" Lord Pan looked at him excitedly; Yan Xiaobao was reminded that a child was waiting for Christmas. His eyes were filled with glimmer of excitement, and a smile appeared on his face when his hands were busy handing the bag to Yan Xiaobao. Yan Xiaobao quickly accepted them.

"Okay, I'd better start," Pan Long said with an apology expression on his face. He nodded to Yan Xiaobao and rushed out of the yard. Yan Xiaobao was still just standing there, his mind was blank and his face was confused. Soon after, a laugh escaped from his lips, because Yan Xiaobao couldn't help laughing at Pan Long who was rushing. The expert is the King of the Forest, but he seemed to be casual from time to time. This made Yan Xiaobao feel as if the King of the Forest was really not different from him as he had originally imagined.

Back in his room, Yan Xiaobao opened his bag and raised an eyebrow. Yan Xiaobao was looking at the many stored stones inside. Some of them contained the exact minimum amount of gold and food, while others were full. They filled the edges with gold and food. Theirs were far beyond the experts' expectations. Looking at the gold and food, Yan Xiaobao knew that he had enough food and enough gold to start the war.

Because he now had enough money and money, he left his room and went to see Wanqiao. The closer he got to him, the more people he was waiting in the hallway, the young man frowned, because he wanted to know what was going on. He hurried through the servant and finally arrived at the door leading to her private room, but just as he was about to open the room, he noticed that the door was actually getting closer to him.

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion, but even so, as the door exploded outward, Yan Xiaobao had no time to move away. It attacked him with a destructive force, causing him to fly backward to the wall behind him. When the door was forced into the young man, the door was broken.

Behind the door, an expert flew around. Due to his martial arts skills, he did not fly or had his natural ability. He was obviously kicked and then flew like this. Seeing this, not only Yan Xiaobao, who was injured now, but also everyone present was completely silent because the expert slowly stood up and wiped a wisp of blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Stop being such a grumpy old woman!" the man said angrily. "We can't let you join the army. We need you to protect the divine source at home. Give me my position and I will make sure we are fine."

"There's no way!" An angry voice roared from the room, shortly after the woman passed through the broken door. When she saw the wounded Yan Xiaobao's blood flowing out of one wound after another, a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes, and many servants stood in the corridor and gathered in her eyes, looking at her in shock.

Seeing this, Wanqiao paused for a while, and a frown appeared on her face. She turned to many servants, "What are you doing here?!" She scolded sternly, and many servants rushed out suddenly, suddenly realizing that they needed to be somewhere.

"You said roughly," Yan Xiaobao said with a smile, as if washing away the heavy atmosphere. After a while, the white-haired young man stood up and looked at him. When he looked down, he frowned slightly when he saw his robe being destroyed in multiple places. The door not only penetrated the robe, but also penetrated his skin, piercing him through a broken door.

Seeing this, Yan Xiaobao stood up patiently. He opened a wooden door one by one, and everyone present was stunned because they saw that each wound was closed by itself. Just as Yan Xiaobao was healed, but there was no obvious green tone on his skin, nor did he see any signs of active use of treatment. In addition, each lord had known that Yan Xiaobao had before. He knew that their big Marshall's power was something they thought was important, but the experts who were thrown at the door and Wan Qiao were surprised to see his body healing itself.

Wan Qiao was surprised because of another reason from the expert. She had heard of Yan Xiaobao's green pearl, but she never expected that this greedy green pearl was willing to help Yan Xiaobao make some simple little wounds. Yan Xiaobao himself was also very surprised by the treatment, but because the monk had changed his demeanor and became calmer. Although he was surprised, his expression did not show. What was even more surprising was that he was very grateful because he now understood that all these phenomena in his dantian had their own personality.

Standing up, Yan Xiaobao sighed and looked at the two lords, who looked like a parent looking at two unruly children. "I will come back when I change my clothes," he sighed and said, "Please stop the argument before this. I need to talk to you both."

Having said that, Yan Xiaobao turned around and walked towards his own room, leaving behind two shocked experts, whose actions made them feel a little embarrassed. Walking forward, Wan Qiao reached out to help the saint stand up.

"We'd better move to the library," she said, a little lost. She was curious about what Yan Xiaobao had to say, but it was a bit embarrassing to show the young people her violent side again.

Walking towards the library, neither of them said anything, neither Wanqiao nor the male protagonist. Seeing them moving away together was a strange sight for every servant standing around them. It was strange to see their noble lord so docile. They all gave the young man's face that always showed Yan Xiaobao's importance to the King of the Forest, which in turn made the servants look at him in great awe.

Yan Xiaobao did not notice many servants around him, but he frowned when he saw his clothes being torn to pieces by the wooden door. This alone showed how much power Wanqiao exerted behind her attack. In order to make her attack another lord like this, she was obviously very annoyed by the other man.

After hearing some of their conversations, Yan Xiaobao immediately understood that Master Chen was dissatisfied with the mission left by Shenyuan. He hoped to participate in the war, and when he learned that Wan Qiao was participating, he would only feel even more uneasy.

Thinking of this, Yan Xiaobao knew that it was a big risk to let Wan Qiao participate in the war. If he decided to remove the beast, it would not matter whether Wan Qiao was there. According to Yan Xiaobao, he was the strongest person on the entire plane. He was the only one who could defeat the presence.

"He must be a God," Yan Xiaobao murmured to himself as his eyes turned cold. This man was an emperor four thousand years ago, but when he thought of his power, even a peak saint like Wanqiao and General Frozen was useless to him, and that man must be God. Otherwise, there would be no explanation for how they defeated him.

Thinking of this, Yan Xiaobao felt a little lost. His purpose was to defeat An, a person who believed that even the saints at the peak stage, every other saint looked up to, was just an ant. Saints could use a thought to kill Yan Xiaobao now.

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