God of Defiance

After thinking about his choice clearly, Chu Tian held his hand and put away the storage ring.

Refining quasi-emperor weapons is much more difficult than refining royal weapons, and it requires higher levels of cultivation and strength on the part of the weapon refiner.

Chu Tian estimated that his cultivation level must be at least raised to the level of the peak holy king before he could be able to refine a quasi-emperor weapon, and the success rate may not be very high.

He doesn't know what choice Xing Xiaoyao will make next, but as long as the other party chooses to follow him, then he will definitely do his best to take care of and protect the other party!

Not for anything else, just to be grateful to Xing Wentian for giving him such a great blessing!

After a while, he took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and began to concentrate again, eliminate distracting thoughts, and concentrate on refining the remaining medicinal power in his body.

His cultivation has reached the peak of the Little Saint King. If he can completely refine the remaining medicinal power in his body, he might be able to take advantage of the opportunity to break through to the Great Saint King.

If it succeeds, it will definitely be a great joy for him!

While Chu Tian was seizing the time to refine the potion, Xing Xiaoyao and Song Qihuai, who were in the adjacent room, were also not sleeping. They were sitting on the edge of the bed, frowning and thinking.

In the room on the left!

Xing Xiaoyao was sitting on the edge of the bed, her eyes were red, and her father Xing Wentian's voice and smile were still constantly appearing in her mind. It was so clear that it was as if Xing Wentian had not passed away and was still standing in front of her!

She had been waiting for thousands of years, and finally saw her father again. It only lasted a short time, and then it came to an end. There were many words hidden in her heart that she didn't even have time to say!

The most important thing is that after his father passed away, even his body disappeared, leaving nothing behind!

"Woooooooo..."

Thinking of this, Xing Xiaoyao couldn't help but feel sad. He lowered his head and sobbed softly on the spot.

Drops of tears fell on the bed, quickly wetting the sheets.

At the same time, in another room!

"Things are not good, things are not good..."

Song Qi was still sitting cross-legged, his brows furrowed, his face solemn, and he kept saying "something is not good".

As the genius of the Jianji tribe, he was extremely smart, and he had already vaguely sensed that Chu Tian seemed reluctant to take him out of the Southern Territory and to Central Continent for the time being.

Although this feeling was very vague, Song Qihuai still felt very uneasy.

He chose to stand by Chu Tian from the beginning, with only one purpose, that is, he could follow Chu Tian, ​​cross the sea, enter Central Continent together, and then join the emperor-level forces behind Chu Tian, ​​thus opening a new chapter in his career. !

He didn't feel this way at first, but since he came to Nanming City and stayed at the inn, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he became even more uneasy.

To be honest, to Chu Tian, ​​Nanming City is just a small place where nothing matters. Since he came here specifically and stayed in an inn, it can be seen that there must be other purposes!

"Before, he seemed to say that he was waiting for someone to come, but I didn't know who it was, what his purpose was, and whether it had anything to do with me..."

After a few breaths, Song Qihuai's eyes flickered and he murmured. All kinds of thoughts were running at high speed in his brain.

As a result, the more he thought about it, the more he felt a headache, and the more he thought about it, the more flustered he felt. It seemed that he felt more clearly Chu Tian's true thoughts, which was that he would probably not leave the Southern Territory with him and go to Central Continent.

If the facts were as he suspected, then all the things he had done for Chu Tian before were basically in vain!

In fact, it is not difficult for him to cross the sea and enter Central Continent, but it will be very difficult, even almost impossible, to join the imperial forces in Central Continent.

Because the emperor-level forces in Central Continent have no shortage of people at all, they also look down on these warriors who come from outside Central Continent.

certainly!

If there is a personal recommendation from a powerful internal person, then everything will become completely different in an instant. It will no longer be difficult to join the imperial power of Central Continent and become a respected disciple of the Holy Land.

And this was the biggest reason why he firmly followed Chu Tian.

But looking at the situation now, it seems that Chu Tian has no intention to take him out of the Southern Territory and into Central Continent to help him join the imperial power.

"What should I do, what should I do, what should I do..."

After pondering for a few breaths, Song Qihuai frowned and kept murmuring in his mouth, thinking hard about what he should do at this moment.

He can now choose to remain silent and leave quietly, but he will probably lose a major opportunity to change his own destiny. After all, so far, everything is just his personal conjecture and there is no actual evidence.

But if he continues to stay, Chutian will most likely arrange for him to complete some kind of difficult task in the Southern Territory.

For him, this was of almost no benefit and was a waste of a lot of energy and time.

Instead of doing this, it is better to leave now, and then cross the sea alone, enter Central Continent, wander around, and maybe eventually make some achievements.

"Go or stay, go or stay, go or stay..."

A full half an hour passed, and Song Qihuai was still frowning, murmuring in a low voice, and hesitating.

Actually!

This is not to blame because his character is too hesitant and entangled, but the choice he is about to make this time is too important and is likely to affect his destiny for the rest of his life.

As Song Qihuai thought about it, his brain became more and more chaotic and painful. Later, it simply turned into a mess. In the end, he just screamed and fell on the bed, forcing himself to sleep.

Time flies, and a night passes in the blink of an eye.

Early the next morning, Song Qihuai was called directly into the room by Chu Tian.

"Hey... your face looks so bad, and your eyes are very red and bloodshot. What's going on?"

Chutian sat on the chair and looked at Song Qihuai who was standing opposite him. He suddenly noticed something unusual on the latter's face and immediately frowned and asked.

Hearing this, Song Qihuai's heart skipped a beat, and he waved his hands hurriedly: "Nothing, nothing, I just practiced crazily last night and was a little tired..."

At this moment, of course, it was impossible for him to tell Chu Tian the true situation. That would be almost tantamount to actively seeking death and burying his own future.

When Chu Tian heard this, he chuckled and nodded: "Haha, that's it!"

There was probably some reason why Song Qihuai became like this, but he didn't bother to delve into it.

"From today on, you will go to the streets of Nanming City every day and look for a beggar who tells fortunes, especially in the south corner of the city. Once you find him, bring him back to see me!"

Chu Tian stared at Song Qihuai with a solemn expression and said in a deep voice.

"What, a fortune-telling beggar!?"

When Song Qihuai heard this, he was instantly confused.