"Boss, what you mean by asking this is that you want to go to Jincheng?"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao seemed to understand something, his eyes flashed, and he asked with shock on his face.
"That's right, I'm not only going to Jincheng, but I'm also going to the three cities of Tiandixuan, the center of the Tianniu Clan!"
A cold voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes were full of determination.
"Emperor, you are going to Jincheng!"
"No, I won't stay in Hancheng. I will follow the emperor to Jincheng!"
Hearing this, a complicated look flashed in Uncle Niu's eyes, and he spoke quickly.
"Uncle Niu, I let you stay in Hancheng because I believe in you. Don't let me live up to my expectations of you!"
Mo Wentian looked at Uncle Niu, his eyes flashed with coldness, and his voice was full of coldness.
"But, Emperor, Jincheng is the fiftieth-ranked city among the Tianniu Clan. Although I don't know the cultivation level of the disciples in his city!"
"But what we can know is that it must be many times stronger than Hancheng and Licheng. Emperor, you go to Jincheng and let us stay in Hancheng and Licheng..."
"Emperor, let us go with you, let us fight with you in Jincheng!"
Uncle Niu looked at Mo Wentian with an extremely serious expression.
Those eyes, looking at Mo Wentian, shone with a bit of worry.
"Uncle Niu, it seems that you don't want to listen to what I have to say?"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold, he looked at Uncle Niu and shouted coldly.
"Emperor, I..."
"That was not what I meant!"
Uncle Niu was asked this question by Mo Wentian. For a moment, he didn't know how to answer.
In fact, Mo Wentian understood what Niu Bo was thinking. Niu Bo wanted to follow him to Jincheng, but he was just worried about him!
But Niu Bo's cultivation is only at the late stage of the Heavenly King. Although his strength is comparable to the peak of the Heavenly King, such cultivation is still not enough!
Uncle Niu's strength is not enough, let alone those disciples from Hancheng and Licheng.
Taking them with him would not only not be of much help, but Mo Wentian would also have to take care of them.
What's more, Jincheng is one of the top fifty cities after all, and they are not far away from Tiandi Xuansan City, the center of the Tianniu Clan.
If he takes the disciples from Hancheng and Licheng, the target will be too obvious due to the large number of people, which will inevitably cause Jincheng to be wary.
"That's not what you mean, then just listen to this emperor and stay in Hancheng and manage Hancheng well!"
"When the emperor comes back and Han Cheng's disciples have improved their cultivation, that will be the best thing you can do for me!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with an extremely cold light, he looked at Uncle Niu and said coldly.
"Emperor..."
Uncle Niu looked at Mo Wentian and opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end nothing came out.
"You go down first!"
Mo Wentian looked at Uncle Niu's expression, coughed lightly, and said coldly.
"Yes, Emperor!"
Uncle Niu hesitated for a while, stood up, and walked out of the hall.
As Uncle Niu left, only Mo Wentian, Xiaojiao and Huantian were left in the hall.
"Boss, if you don't take the disciples from Hancheng and Licheng to Jincheng, what are your plans?"
Huantian thought about the conversation between Mo Wentian and Uncle Niu just now, and felt a little puzzled.
"How to plan?"
As he muttered to himself, Mo Wentian's eyebrows could not help but frown.
Mo Wentian must go to Jincheng, but they don't understand the situation in Jincheng at all.
"Boss, you didn't go to Jincheng to make the people of Jincheng surrender, right?"
At this moment, a furry figure flashed and landed in front of Mo Wentian. He looked at Mo Wentian and said solemnly.
"Of course I don't go to Jincheng to conquer those Jincheng disciples!"
Mo Wentian answered quickly without any hesitation.
"Boss, are you going to Jincheng just for the cultivation resources, artifacts and elixirs in Jincheng?"
Listening to Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao's eyes flashed, as if he understood something, he said excitedly.
"Yes, this time you and Huantian will follow me to Jincheng!"
"Our goal is the treasure house of Jincheng!"
A cold voice sounded, and a bright light shone in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"Boss, when will we leave for Jincheng?"
As if he remembered something, Huantian's eyes flashed and he said excitedly.
"An hour later!"
An indifferent voice sounded, but Mo Wentian's eyes were extremely serious.
"Xiaojiao, go and inform Uncle Niu, and ask Uncle Niu to inform all Hancheng disciples!"
"In a quarter of an hour, gather in front of Hancheng City Gate. I have something to explain!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian thought of what he told Uncle Niu to warn the disciples in Hancheng, so he said coldly.
"Boss, I'll do it right away!"
Xiaojiao didn't hesitate at all and quickly answered.
"Huantian, don't be lazy, let's go together!"
But the next moment, Xiaojiao cast his eyes on Huantian and said with evil intentions.
Immediately, before Huantian could recover, his figure flashed and hovered towards Huantian's furry body.
Within a few breaths, the little dragon was seen rolling around Huantian, and his figure flashed and disappeared into the hall.
"This dragon and one monster!"
Mo Wentian looked at this scene and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
As Xiaojiao and Huantian left, Mo Wentian was the only one left in the entire hall.
"My cultivation level is still too low!"
Taking a deep breath, Mo Wentian sat down cross-legged.
For a moment, Mo Wentian entered into practice.
The surrounding spiritual energy quickly gathered towards Mo Wentian.
And the aura on Mo Wentian's body also began to grow.
A quarter of an hour later, Mo Wentian opened his eyes.
"Huhuhu..."
A mouthful of foul breath came out of his mouth.
"Boss, Han Cheng's disciples are already waiting in front of the city gate!"
At this moment, the figures of Xiaojiao and Huantian appeared in the main hall.
Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiaojiao and Huantian said in unison.
"Um!"
Hearing this, Mo Wentian hummed and nodded.
"Walk!"
The next moment, Mo Wentian gave a cold shout.
Then the figure flashed and disappeared directly into the hall.
Xiaojiao and Huantian were stunned for a moment, then came to their senses and quickly followed.
After a few breaths, the figures of Mo Wentian and Xiao Jiao Huantian appeared in front of the gate of Hancheng.
Standing proudly in the void, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of cold pride.
"Greetings to the Emperor!"
"Greetings to the Emperor!"
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As Mo Wentian's figure appeared, figures one after another quickly knelt down towards Mo Wentian.
"Get up!"
Mo Wentian's eyes flashed with light, and he said with an indifferent expression.
Following Mo Wentian's words, figures stood up quickly.