Qin Yu could feel the change in Shaodi Hao. The words that he passed to the Mountain Soul had a decisive effect. The knot in Shaodi Hao's heart should have been untied.
Golden Ox stared at Shaodi Hao. His expression was much more interesting than Qin Yu's.
There was even a hint of excitement. Although he hoped that Qin Yu could untie the knot in Shaodi Hao's heart, he did not expect it to be untied so quickly. This also meant that in a way, the relationship between Shaodi Hao and Qin Yu would be different.
"Thank you, Young Master, for untiing the knot in Shao Di's heart." Shaoshi Feixian stood up slowly and bowed to Qin Yu.
Shao Feixian could not help but look at Shao Di Hao, who no longer had a frown on his face. Her heart was filled with emotions. Over the years, she had spent a lot of effort to untie the knot in Shao Di Hao's heart, but the results were not great.
Shaodi Hao was the hope of the Lost Tribe of the Wasteland. In the future, he would inherit the position of the Great Barren Sacred Dynasty. If this continued, many of her plans would not be able to be carried out.
Now that the knot in his heart was untied, it was undoubtedly a blessing for the Great Barren Sacred Dynasty.
"Young Master, you don't have to be so polite. I am also very happy that Shao Di has untied the knot in his heart." Qin Yu quickly replied.
"The knot in Shao Di's heart has been untied, and it means a lot to the Lost Tribe of the Great Barren Sacred Dynasty. Young Master, I am unable to repay your kindness. If you have time, you can enter the Great Barren Sacred Dynasty's Sutra Depository and choose a sacred art." Shaoshi Feixian looked at Qin Yu and said calmly.
The golden bull's eyes widened as he looked at Qin Yu, his eyes filled with jealousy.
One had to know that Shaoshi Feixian was talking about the Great Barren Sacred Dynasty's Sutra Depository and not the Great Barren Sacred Dynasty's Sutra Depository.
The difference of one word could make a world of difference!
The Great Desolate Sacred Dynasty's Sutra Depository … Not to mention what kind of Divine Ability was in there, those who could enter the Great Desolate Sacred Dynasty's Sutra Depository in the past were all princes and princesses of the Great Desolate Sacred Dynasty. Even today, there were only a few Remnant Clans in the entire Great Desolate Sacred Dynasty who could enter the Sutra Depository.
"Thank you, Junior Master."
When Qin Yu heard Shaoshi Feixian's words, he couldn't help but feel excited. If this was really the Great Desolate Holy Dynasty's Scripture Depository, then it would be similar to the Ancient Sage's Remnant Scripture Depository.
Although he had obtained some things from the Ancient Sage Remnant Scripture Pavilion, they were not offensive or defensive divine arts. This made Qin Yu feel a little regretful.
Although he had learned many battle techniques, they were no longer suitable for him now. After all, after stepping into the Celestial Realm, he was competing with the power of rules.
"This is the token to enter the Scripture Pavilion. Young Hall Master, you can choose a divine ability at any time."
As Shaoshi Feixian spoke, he took out a purple token and waved it gently. The token floated in front of Qin Yu.
After receiving the token, Qin Yu felt a warm Qi flow from the token into his palm. The front of the token was engraved with the words "Scripture Depository."
"Senior Huang, Young Hall Master, come in and have a seat," the Junior Master said slowly. As he spoke, he sat down and prepared to brew tea.
"I won't drink tea. I have something that I need your permission to do."
Golden Ox waved his hand. He didn't have much interest in tea, so he didn't want to drink it.
"Senior Huang, if you have something to say, just say it. If the Flying Immortal can do it, I will do my best," Shaoshi Feixian said.
"It's nothing. It's just that this kid is a little narrow-minded and thinks that his bloodline is getting thinner and thinner. Therefore, I would like to ask you to let this kid see the young experts of the Lost Tribe of the Wilderness, so that he won't be short-sighted as the Young Hall Master of the War God Temple of the Wilderness," Golden Ox said indifferently.
Qin Yu's face was a little dry. This guy didn't give him any face at all.
"It's a small matter. Flying Immortal, arrange for someone to show the Young Hall Master," Shaoshi Feixian said with a smile.
"Junior Master, I want to show Big Brother Qin around," Shaodi Hao, who had been silent at the side, said.
Shaoshi Feixian looked at Shaodi Hao in surprise. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Okay, let the Young Emperor show the Young Hall Master around."
"Thank you, Junior Master." Qin Yu clasped his fists.
An hour later.
In the northwest of the Lost Tribe of the Wilderness.
"Big Brother Qin, come here. Let's go to my training ground. We need to teleport there," Shaodi Hao said to Qin Yu as he stood on a teleportation formation.
Training ground?
Qin Yu and Golden Ox looked at each other and walked to Shaodi Hao's side.
Shaodi Hao waved his right hand and activated the formation. The scene in front of them changed drastically.
When Qin Yu could clearly see his surroundings, he discovered that he was standing on top of a mountain peak. A thick smell of blood assaulted his nostrils, and the entire world was filled with thick scarlet clouds. It looked as if blood had been condensed in the sky all year round.
Qin Yu looked around in confusion but didn't find anything.
"Come." Shaodi Hao walked to the edge of the mountain in front of him. Qin Yu and Golden Ox followed behind.
"Gasp!"
When they stood on the edge of the mountain and looked down, Qin Yu couldn't help but gasp!
At the foot of the mountain, there were dueling grounds arranged neatly like iron boxes. These dueling grounds were centered on the mountain and spread out in all directions. At a glance, it was impossible to count how many dueling grounds there were.
What made Qin Yu and Golden Ox even more unbelievable was that there were at least hundreds of huge figures fighting in each dueling ground.
"How … how many training grounds are there?" Qin Yu suppressed the shock in his heart and asked.
"100,000. At the peak of the Great Barren Dynasty, there were hundreds of millions of such training grounds. Moreover, this is only for the Celestial Realm, not including the other realms," Shaodi Hao said calmly with a touch of pride.
Hundreds of millions?
Qin Yu couldn't help but gasp. Although Golden Ox was very knowledgeable, he had never come into contact with such a secret place. When he heard Shaodi Hao's words, his expression became very serious.
"Once upon a time, among the hundreds of millions of training grounds, only one person would survive after many rounds of selection. That person would become the Invincible Overlord of the Great Barren Dynasty!"
Shaodi Hao's eyes shone brightly. His young but dignified face revealed a sense of heroism.
"Invincible Overlord?
So that's how he came out. "Golden Ox muttered in surprise. Obviously, he had heard of the Invincible Overlord's reputation.
"How many people are there in each training ground?" Qin Yu couldn't help but ask.
"This is a training ground for a thousand people. Therefore, each training ground starts with a thousand ferocious beasts. When only one ferocious beast is still alive, the battle will stop. The winner will become the Desolate Soldier of the Great Barren Dynasty!"
"The best of the ten thousand Desolate Soldiers will become the Sacred Soldier. The strongest of the ten thousand Sacred Soldiers … will become the Imperial Soldier. Generally speaking, one Dragon Guard will be born from ten thousand Imperial Soldiers." Shaodi Hao turned to look at Qin Yu and said.
Qin Yu's expression was very serious. Previously, when he heard Golden Ox's words, Qin Yu didn't think much of it. However, after hearing Shaodi Hao's words, Qin Yu truly understood that he was a frog in a well.
"Young Emperor, how are the Sacred Dragon Guards selected?" Golden Ox suddenly asked.