Chapter 1025 Cultivation Is Still Not Enough!

"Boss, what you mean by asking this is that you want to go to Jincheng?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao seemed to understand something three or four times, with a flash of light in his eyes, and asked in surprise.

"That's right, I'm not only going to Jincheng, but I'm also going to the three cities of Tiandixuan, the center of his 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, Uncle Niu's eyes flashed a complex look, and he said hastily.

"Uncle Niu, the reason I let you stay in Han City is because I believe in you, so don't disappoint my expectations of you!"

Mo Wentian looked at Uncle Niu, his eyes flickered with coldness, and his voice was full of cold words.

"However, Emperor, Jincheng is the fiftieth city of the Tianniu Clan. Although I don't know what the cultivation level of the disciples in his city is!"

"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 all stay in Hancheng and Licheng..."

"Emperor, let us go with you, let us fight Jincheng with you!"

Uncle Niu looked at Mo Wentian with an extremely serious expression.

Looking at Mo Wentian, those eyes were even more worried.

"Uncle Niu, it seems that you don't want to hear what the Emperor said?"

Hearing this, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly turned cold, looking at Uncle Niu, he said coldly.

"Emperor, I..."

"That was not what I meant!"

When Uncle Niu was asked such a rhetorical question by Mo Wentian, he didn't know how to answer for a while.

In fact, Mo Wentian understood Uncle Niu's thoughts. Uncle Niu wanted to follow him to Jincheng, but he was just worried about him!

But Uncle Niu'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!

If Uncle Niu's strength is not enough, let alone the disciples of Hancheng and Licheng.

Bringing them along would not be of much help, on the contrary, Mo Wentian had to take care of them.

What's more, Jincheng is one of the top 50 cities after all, and they are not far from Tiandixuan City, the center of the Tianniu Clan.

If he took the disciples of Han Cheng and Li Cheng with him, the purpose of the crowd was too obvious, and Jin Cheng would definitely be wary.

"That's not what it means, then listen to my emperor and stay in Hancheng and manage Hancheng well!"

"When the emperor comes back, the disciples of Hancheng will improve their cultivation, and that will be the best thing you can do for the emperor!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed an incomparably cold light, looking at Uncle Niu, he said in a cold voice.

"Emperor..."

Uncle Niu looked at Mo Wentian, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Go down first!"

Mo Wentian looked at Uncle Niu's expression, coughed lightly, and said in a cold voice.

"Yes, Emperor!"

Uncle Niu hesitated for a while, stood up, and walked towards the outside of the hall.

After Uncle Niu left, only Mo Wentian, Xiaojiao and Huantian were left in the hall.

"Boss, you don't bring the disciples of Hancheng and Licheng to Jincheng, what is your plan?"

Thinking of Mo Wentian's conversation with Uncle Niu just now, Huantian felt a little puzzled.

"How do you plan?"

Na na muttering to himself, Mo Wentian's sword eyebrows couldn't 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, did you?"

At this moment, a furry figure flashed and landed in front of Mo Wentian, looking at Mo Wentian, said solemnly.

"Going to Jincheng is certainly not to subdue those Jincheng disciples!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Mo Wentian quickly opened his mouth to answer.

"Boss, did you go to Jincheng only for the cultivation resources, artifacts and elixir in Jincheng?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, Xiaojiao's eyes flashed brightly, as if he understood something, he said excitedly.

"That's right, this time you and Huantian will follow me to Jincheng!"

"Our goal is the treasure house of Jincheng!"

An icy voice sounded, and Mo Wentian's eyes lit up with an incomparably bright light.

"Boss, when shall we leave for Jincheng?"

As if thinking of something, Huantian's eyes flashed, and he said excitedly.

"An hour later!"

An indifferent voice sounded, but Mo Wentian's eyes were extremely serious.

"Little Jiao, go and inform Uncle Niu, and let Uncle Niu inform all Hancheng disciples!"

"In a quarter of an hour, we will gather in front of the gate of Hancheng. The emperor has something to explain!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian thought of what he told Uncle Niu to warn Han Cheng's disciples, so he said coldly.

"Boss, I'll do it right away!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Jiao quickly answered.

"Huantian, don't try to be lazy, let's go together!"

But the next moment, Xiaojiao's eyes fell on Huantian's body, and said with a malicious face.

Immediately, before Huantian came back to his senses, the figure flashed and circled towards Huantian's furry body.

But within a few breaths, Xiaojiao was seen wrapping around Huantian, his figure flashed, and disappeared into the hall.

"One dragon and one monster!"

Looking at this scene, Mo Wentian couldn't help but raise a corner of his mouth.

After Xiaojiao and Huantian left, only Mo Wentian was left in the entire hall.

"My cultivation is still too low!"

Taking a deep breath, Mo Wentian sat down cross-legged.

After a while, Mo Wentian entered the cultivation process.

The surrounding spiritual energy quickly gathered towards Mo Wentian.

And Mo Wentian's aura also began to grow.

A quarter of an hour later, Mo Wentian opened his eyes.

"Hoo hoo hoo..."

He spit out a mouthful of foul air.

"Boss, the disciples of Hancheng are already waiting in front of the city gate!"

At this moment, the figures of Xiaojiao and Huantian appeared in the hall.

Looking at Mo Wentian, Xiaojiao and Huantian said in unison.

"Um!"

Hearing this, Mo Wentian hummed lightly and nodded.

"Walk!"

The next moment, Mo Wentian let out a cold drink.

Then the figure flashed and disappeared directly into the hall.

Xiaojiao and Huantian were taken aback for a moment, then came back to their senses, and hurriedly followed.

After a few breaths, the figures of Mo Wentian and Xiao Jiao Huantian appeared in front of the gate of Han City.

Standing proudly in the void, Mo Wentian's eyes were full of arrogance.

"Meet the emperor!"

"Meet the emperor!"

...

Following the appearance of Mo Wentian's figure, one figure after another hurriedly knelt down to Mo Wentian.

"Get up!"

Mo Wentian's eyes flashed, and he said indifferently.

Following Mo Wentian's words, figures stood up quickly.