Chapter 1697: Change to White Tiger

Green Pearl hesitated, "Husband, I don't want it. Please take what you need instead."

Jiang Fan frowned, "Didn't you say you'd listen to everything I said?"

Only then, Green Pearl reluctantly took the drop of blood.

The powerhouses from various realms also received their astonishing opportunities with great joy.

Jiang Fan watched, a look of envy on his face.

These opportunities were once-in-a-lifetime.

"Since that's the case, this hunt concludes here. Everyone, please return to your own worlds."

The Hunting Ground Master announced.

Instantly, beams of light enveloped them.

The fierce creatures from all over the hunting ground also roared softly as they headed back towards the Bronze Land.

The white tiger beneath Jiang Fan also let out a low growl, turned its head to look at Jiang Fan, its eyes showing a hint of farewell.

Only then did Jiang Fan realize a problem.

That is, the fierce creatures in the hunting ground would be trapped and die within the confined space.

The next time the hunting ground opened would be a thousand years later.

By then, they would have long since turned into dust.

No, they wouldn't even last that long.

The fierce creatures would continuously fight among themselves, and the white tiger would eventually die in the brutal struggle.

After a slight hesitation, he cupped his hands and asked, "Senior, may I take this white tiger with me?"

The Hunting Ground Master replied, "There is no such rule."

"Even if you are the first place winner, no exception will be made for you."

The white tiger showed gratitude. It raised a paw and waved, bidding farewell.

It meant, "Don't worry about me."

Jiang Fan had grown fond of this white tiger and couldn't bear the thought of it spending the rest of its life in the desolate hunting ground.

His gaze shifted.

Jiang Fan took the drop of blood from the Underworld Realm Lord from Green Pearl's hand, then pulled out the dog bowl.

Calculating the time, exactly one day had passed.

The dog bowl could be used once more.

He put the black blood into it, and the next moment, two drops of blood appeared in the bowl.

Jiang Fan took out one drop of blood, threw it back, and said, "My wife doesn't want this gift. Can I exchange it for the white tiger?"

He could play it like this?

The Hunting Ground Master was silenced once again.

After a long silence, he chuckled exasperatedly, "Take it, take it! Now get out of here quickly!"

"Don't let me see you again!"

Jiang Fan was overjoyed.

The white tiger also looked disbelieving, then ran back in ecstasy, jumping around Jiang Fan like a big dog, continuously letting out excited roars.

He pulled Green Pearl onto the white tiger's back and, seeing the powerhouses from various realms about to be teleported, announced loudly:

"Friends from all realms, I, Jiang, hereby solemnly declare that our Central Land no longer needs the Peace Monument!"

"If any realm is interested, please send your representatives to our Central Land as soon as possible to negotiate. The highest bidder wins!"

What?

The powerhouses from all realms were simultaneously shocked.

There was actually a world that didn't need the Peace Monument?

This was a Peace Monument that couldn't be exchanged even for the lives of one or two Sages!

It was an invaluable treasure that could exempt a world from war for the next thousand years, allowing it to accumulate sufficient power—something no other resource could replace!

"Good, good! I'll inform the Sages of our world as soon as I return!"

"This is a major event that will shake all realms. Who knows how many worlds will compete for it? Our world might not stand a chance."

"Our world wants it too!"

"Wait for us..."

Figures, wrapped in light, streamed successively into the void.

Jiang Fan, Green Pearl, and the white tiger also vanished with the light.

Above the firmament.

The Hunting Ground Master rubbed his temples: "How can one person have so many tricks up their sleeve?"

Sighing, he looked up at Ling Xuzi.

With a flick of his finger, a wisp of unknown mighty power entered Ling Xuzi's body.

A miraculous scene unfolded.

Ling Xuzi's decaying body immediately became fragrant, his shattered divine halo rapidly mended, and five flames ignited!

"Congratulations, Central Land achieved first place on its own."

"According to the rules, you are now free."

Everyone looked at Ling Xuzi with envy.

Like Ling Xuzi, they had all made a deal with the Hunting Ground Master when they were on the verge of death.

They had traded their freedom for life.

For thousands of years, they had been confined to the hunting ground, unable to find release.

Ling Xuzi was the only exception.

Ling Xuzi wept tears of old age; he had already prepared himself for decay and demise.

He never expected Jiang Fan to grant him a new lease on life.

"Thank you, Master."

The Hunting Ground Master asked, "Where do you wish to go?"

Ling Xuzi subconsciously thought of saying Central Land, but then changed his mind and said, "Send me to the Southern Heaven Realm."

Everyone was surprised. The woman beside him anxiously asked, "Are you crazy?"

"Why aren't you going back to your Central Land? What are you doing going to the Southern Heaven Realm, which is controlled by giants?"

Ling Xuzi sighed faintly: "A thousand years have passed since those days; where are my old friends now?"

"I've been away from Central Land for a thousand years. How could there still be old friends?"

"It would be better to use this body to fight one more battle for my Central Land."

Everyone fell silent.

So, a thousand years had indeed passed.

A fleeting dream.

His former homeland was now only a sigh of things changed and people gone.

The Hunting Ground Master nodded gently: "Then I shall send you to the Southern Heaven Realm."

He flicked his finger, and a wisp of light enveloped Ling Xuzi, sending him away.

The Hunting Ground Master sat on his throne, eyes closed, a hint of melancholy in them.

After a moment, he slowly rose:

"Alright, everyone go to the city walls for defense."

"The Dark Tide is coming soon. If you manage to resist it, I will also grant you your freedom."

"If you can't resist, then perish with the hunting ground."

Upon hearing the words "Dark Tide," fear and unease flickered across everyone's faces.

They had no confidence in defending the Primeval Hunting Ground, which had existed for ten thousand years.

Central Land, Taicang Grand Province, Tianji Pavilion.

A rift appeared in the sky.

Jiang Fan, Green Pearl, and the white tiger simultaneously fell.

Jiang Fan was surprised: "What kind of existence is the Hunting Ground Master, after all?"

"To be able to send me precisely to Tianji Pavilion across countless distances..."

As he pondered.

Sensing the huge commotion, everyone rushed forward, filled with joyous surprise.

"Vice Pavilion Master Jiang!"

"Husband!"

"Jiang Lang!"

Familiar faces like Xu Youran, Fairy Yunshang, and the Tianji Pavilion Master came into view.

Besides the Tianji Pavilion staff, people from the Fire Worship Sect were also present.

Jiang Fan scanned them one by one and was somewhat surprised to find that Yue Mingzhu had not yet arrived.

The Wenhai Academy they were on must have teleported them to a different grand province.

He would wait for her to return, then they would collectively march to Tianyi City to avenge Old Man Wangqing and the innocent souls of Central Land.

Coincidentally, Tianji Pavilion also had a minor hidden danger that he needed to address.

His gaze, like lightning, swept across the Fire Worship Sect members.

He hadn't forgotten that there was a very suspicious disciple in the Fire Worship Sect.

He was merely at the Core Formation stage, yet he was struck by a two-star Water Giant King and didn't die!

He had explained that he fell into a fire well, and the water essence on his body was neutralized by it.

However, when Jiang Fan went down later, he found nothing that could neutralize the essence of a two-star Water Giant King.

So, why did this Lin Zhenyu lie?

During the previous chaotic battle, he had no time to deal with it.

Now was the time to clear up these hidden dangers.

Especially since the person was still staying in Tianji Pavilion, it was even less tolerable.

The Fire Worship Sect Master asked in surprise, "Venerable Xinghuo, are you looking for someone?"

Jiang Fan's eyes held a deep meaning: "Sect Master, do you have a disciple named Lin Zhenyu?"