"A reward of a level 4 elixir? Wouldn't that elevate my cultivation level to a higher level!"
"Your Majesty, you are so generous. I think that although your Majesty is not from our Tianniu tribe, he is many times stronger than the previous Lord Jiang Hai. I am willing to follow your Majesty to Hancheng!"
"The Emperor really wants to consider us, he really wants to improve our strength!"
"Go to Hancheng, go to Hancheng!"
…
As soon as Mo Wentian said these words, the crowd instantly exploded.
A series of extremely exciting voices sounded, and they looked at Mo Wentian with a touch of admiration in their eyes.
"Boss, your words are really effective!"
Huantian looked at this scene, grinned slightly, looked at Mo Wentian, and said with a smile on his face.
"We have just conquered Licheng. If we don't give you some benefits, things won't be so enjoyable!"
A cold voice sounded, and an extremely cold gleam rose in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"But, boss..."
Huantian opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
"Uncle Niu, it's getting late, it's time to set off!"
The next moment, as if he remembered something, Mo Wentian looked at Uncle Niu and ordered coldly.
"Yes, Emperor!"
Uncle Niu quickly agreed without any hesitation.
Immediately, figures one after another headed towards Hancheng in a mighty manner.
The distance between Hancheng and Licheng was no more than ten thousand miles, according to the speed of Mo Wentian and others.
An hour later, Mo Wentian and others appeared in front of the gate of Hancheng.
"Isn't this Uncle Niu from Licheng? What are they doing in Hancheng?"
"Who is that kid in front of him? Why have I never seen him in the ancient ruins? He seems to be the leader of these people. What does he mean by bringing so many people to our Hancheng?"
"No, that boy's cultivation is only at the early stage of the Heavenly King. Why is he standing in front of everyone!"
"Looking at their attitude, it must be a bad thing to come to our Han City. Go and inform the city lord quickly!"
…
Seeing the figures of Mo Wentian and others appearing, Han Cheng's disciples immediately started talking in front of Han Cheng's city gate.
What's more, the Hancheng disciple who was guarding the door quickly headed towards the Hancheng City Lord's Mansion.
"This emperor is the emperor of Licheng. Go quickly and tell the city lord of Hancheng to come out and kneel down to greet you!"
At this moment, Mo Wentian raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and an evil smile spread.
But the cold voice resounded throughout Hancheng.
"The emperor of Licheng? Since when did Licheng have an emperor? Isn't the city lord of Licheng Jiang Hai?"
"This kid is so arrogant. He dares to ask our city lord to come out and kneel down to greet him. I think he is tired of living!"
"A little early-stage Heavenly King actually dares to make a noise in our Han City. I think if the Lord of the City comes out, this kid will be dead!"
"Arrogance always has to pay the price for arrogance, just wait and see the good show!"
…
Hearing Mo Wentian's extremely arrogant words, countless disciples in front of Hancheng's city gate were stunned for an instant.
After coming back to their senses, one after another figures looked at Mo Wentian. When they saw that Mo Wentian was in the early stage of the Heavenly King, they started talking with contempt on their faces.
But at this moment, the city lord's mansion in Hancheng was filled with joy.
"Lord City Lord, come on, am I here?"
"Lord City Lord, come and catch me!"
"Kekeke..."
"Lord City Lord, how good are you?"
…
In the most luxurious courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, a middle-aged man's eyes were covered with a bright red silk scarf, with a strange smile on his face.
He was chasing a group of extremely seductive women in tight-fitting skirts.
"Beauty, let me catch you, and you must serve me well!"
"Ha ha ha ha… "
The middle-aged man pounced hard, but was in vain. However, there was no trace of anger on his face. Instead, the smile he raised became more and more evil.
"Lord City Lord, it's not good!"
"It's not good, Lord City Lord!"
"The self-proclaimed emperor of Licheng came to our Hancheng with fifty thousand disciples of Licheng!"
At this moment, a panicked voice came.
"Don't you see that the city lord is doing business?"
"You've had enough, haven't you?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged man tore off the silk scarf covering his eyes in an instant. His good deeds were interrupted. Looking at the Hancheng disciple in front of him, a terrifying murderous intention rose in his eyes.
He scolded him coldly, and in the next moment, he stepped forward and kicked the Han Cheng disciple to the ground.
"Lord City Lord, please calm down. This must be an emergency. You might as well listen and it's not too late to kill him!"
Suddenly, a fiery red figure walked over slowly, gently pulled the middle-aged man's clothes, and said coquettishly.
"Then just listen to Hong'er!"
"Tell me, what happened?"
The middle-aged man reached out and took the woman named Hong'er into his arms.
Immediately, he looked at the Hancheng disciple in front of him with a cold face and shouted coldly.
In fact, when this disciple came, he had already briefly talked about the matter, but the Lord of Hancheng at that time was so angry that he didn't listen at all.
"yes… "
"Yes, Lord City Lord!"
"The emperor of Licheng is here!"
Hearing this, the Han Cheng disciple quickly answered.
His face was full of respect, but his body was trembling.
"What?"
"The emperor of Licheng?"
"Since when did Licheng have an emperor? In all the cities of our Tianniu tribe, when did anyone call themselves emperors?"
Hearing this, Han Jin, the city lord of Hancheng, froze on the spot.
After coming back to his senses, he let go of the woman's hand, his expression instantly became serious, he looked at the Han Cheng disciple and said coldly.
"Reporting to the city lord, this... I don't know this either!"
The disciple from Han Cheng said with a respectful expression.
“Isn’t the city lord of Hancheng Jiang Hai Jiang Hai?”
"Although his cultivation is that of a heavenly king, he was demoted from the city of heaven. There is no way he can come to our Han city to cause trouble!"
As if he remembered something, Han Jin's eyes flickered with cold light.
A look of surprise appeared on his face.
"Lord City Lord, this... this person is not Jiang Hai!"
"The leader is a young man!"
The Han Cheng disciple said tremblingly.
"Not Jiang Hai?"
"Is it a young man?"
Listening to his disciple's words, Han Jin couldn't help but frown.
In Licheng, except for Jiang Hai and his son Jiang Yujie, there was no one with strong cultivation.
"Is it Jiang Yujie?"
The next moment, Han Jin took a step forward, looked at the disciple, and shouted coldly.