“A single cry of the Soaring Evil Owl heralds the feast of a hundred heads!”

The words sent a chill down one’s spine.

Qing Qishu murmured, “So, it’s such a monster.”

Qing Jiuye pressed, “Does the ancient text mention how to destroy it?”

From Jiang Wang’s observations, the holy race members present only knew the name of the Soaring Evil Owl, its tailless swallow-like form, and its history of evil deeds in the Sylvan Sea Origin Realm. They seemed unaware of the details Su Qi had shared.

Only the old priest remained calm, seemingly unsurprised.

‘Has she been to the present world? Or had contact with people from the present world?’ Jiang Wang speculated inwardly.

Su Qi shook his head, “The ancient text itself is very fragmented. It only recorded these details about the Soaring Evil Owl. Before coming here, I always thought it was just a dark legend.”

“What’s the name of the ancient text?” Wu Quji asked curiously.

“It doesn’t have a name. It’s severely damaged. Many records are just snippets and fragments.”

Jiang Wang also asked, “Where did you get the ancient text from?”

Su Qi’s expression turned slightly unnatural. He paused before saying, “It’s a family heirloom.”

There was one thing about the ancient text’s records, as described by Su Qi, that puzzled Jiang Wang.

Was the Soaring Evil Owl born from the evil thoughts of owls or from the hatred of the human race?

But this question might not have an answer.

Jiang Wang thought for a moment and said, “That Soaring Evil Owl can’t be killed, so I really don’t know how we can help you solve your predicament.”

The old priest’s eyes were deep as she slowly said, “This Soaring Evil Owl was born in this realm, so it cannot be destroyed by the people of this realm. You are people from beyond the heavens. Summoned by the Dragon God, only you can truly destroy the Soaring Evil Owl.”

Jiang Wang exchanged glances with Wu Quji and Su Qi, briefly exchanging opinions. At least at this moment, their interests aligned.

“We don’t have that much confidence in ourselves,” Jiang Wang said.

“Don’t say that, Mr. Zhang!” Qing Qishu urged from the side, “With the Dragon God’s seat descended and divine favor upon you, what else is there to worry about?”

His attitude towards Jiang Wang was initially contemptuous. After “teaching” him, he had some recognition. After the Dragon God’s seat miracle occurred and confirmed Jiang Wang’s identity as a Dragon God envoy, he became even closer.

Jiang Wang sighed but didn’t answer Qing Qishu. Instead, he looked at the priest and retorted, “Doesn’t the God-Protected Land block danger? Without the Dragon God’s recognition, one cannot enter this place. You can live in the God-Protected Land and never go out. Why fear the Soaring Evil Owl?”

The priest fell silent.

Qing Qishu was stunned.

The answer was simple. Because the Soaring Evil Owl could also come and go freely in the God-Protected Land.

If the God-Protected Land was where divine favor resided, then by extension, it could also be said that the Soaring Evil Owl possessed the so-called Dragon God’s favor!

The logic was so simple that Qing Qishu and the others weren’t incapable of understanding it, but they subconsciously refused to think in that direction.

Because in the long history of the “holy race,” the Dragon God was their only faith. The Dragon God’s favor was the source of all their self-esteem and pride.

The Soaring Evil Owl also had “divine favor”?

If it were a holy race person with a fragile mind, their faith would collapse on the spot.

But this was indeed the truth.

“Qinghua, Qishu, Jiuye, you go back first.” After a moment of silence, the priest looked at Jiang Wang and said, “Young man from another world, you represent the Dragon God envoy, and I represent the divinely favored holy race. Shall we talk alone?”

Jiang Wang couldn’t make this decision on his own. He looked at Wu Quji and Su Qi, “Are you willing to trust me? I’ll represent you in talking with her.”

Wu Quji didn’t say anything. He probably couldn’t fully trust him, but he didn’t pretend otherwise.

Su Qi hesitated for a moment, then suddenly smiled, “The Qingyang Town Marquis who returned Lian Que’s life token, I naturally trust.”

Jiang Wang’s eyes narrowed.

He couldn’t help but re-evaluate this person in his heart.

He already knew that Su Qi might have an impression of him, but he didn’t expect this person to know him so well!

Returning Lian Que’s life token was already a matter from the Heavenly Mansion Secret Realm. That was also Jiang Wang’s first entry into the view of the Qi people. He became famous again afterward, on the Qi-Yang Battlefield.

And this Su Qi, in just a short sentence, had fully demonstrated his understanding of him and hadn’t revealed that he was borrowing Zhang Linchuan’s name.

This information-gathering ability alone surpassed most cultivators participating in this Seven Stars Building Secret Realm.

Others might also gather information, but the focus was mostly on Lei Zhanqian, Li Fengyao, Fang Chong, and others. Where would they even collect information about Jiang Wang in such detail?

Seeing Su Qi say this, Wu Quji thought for a moment and said, “If even you, a person who never likes to be at a disadvantage, are willing, then it means there’s no loss to be had. Then I’m willing too.”

Su Qi: …

Who said Wu Quji was stupid? Isn’t he very shrewd?

Jiang Wang pulled them aside, “Do you have paper and pens? If you have any requests, you can write them down for me. I’ll consider them when I negotiate later.”

After all, he had dealt with organizations like the Four Seas Merchant Alliance. He was full of confidence in “negotiation.”

Su Qi’s storage box contained paper and pens. He immediately took them out, divided them with Wu Quji, and separately wrote down their requests to hand over to Jiang Wang.

Since an agreement had been reached, the people from the holy race took them away first.

Leaving only Jiang Wang and the old priest to communicate in front of the altar.

“We always have to try, right?” Looking at the departing figures, the priest spoke first, “Whether it’s for us or for yourselves.”

Never underestimate the wisdom of others.

Jiang Wang was very clear that he wanted to fight for his own interests, but this matter couldn’t be pushed to the point of collapse. Because ultimately, they also had to find a way to leave the Sylvan Sea Origin Realm and return to the present world.

Currently, defeating the Soaring Evil Owl seemed to be a feasible path. And their gains on this trip should also fall on the Soaring Evil Owl.

Admittedly, the Soaring Evil Owl was a threat to the holy race, but it had existed for many years and might not be impossible to continue enduring. However, for Jiang Wang and the others, it was likely an unavoidable path.

The old priest’s words were reminding him of this point.

Compared to Qing Qishu and the others, the old priest clearly had a deeper understanding of the “Dragon God envoy” identity. This understanding wasn’t even limited to the Dragon God’s divine will.

He just didn’t know how much she, living in the Sylvan Sea Origin Realm, had learned about the exploration of the Seven Stars Building Secret Realm.

A thousand years before the arrival of the Dragon God envoy, was there communication between the Sylvan Sea Origin Realm and reality?

Jiang Wang thought for a moment and said, “We have a saying in our hometown, ‘No reward without merit.’ Conversely…merit should be rewarded, and services should be compensated.”

“I understand.” The priest feigned realization and said softly, “You were summoned here by the Dragon God. After completing the guidance, the Dragon God will naturally reward you.”

“Of course, I wouldn’t doubt the credibility of a great deity. But after all, your Dragon God hasn’t directly given us guidance. Everything we’ve heard and known has been the priest’s interpretation and analysis. The Azure Saintess and you may not be able to fully and correctly interpret the Dragon God’s divine will, would you agree?”

Jiang Wang was very satisfied with his rhetoric.

I don’t doubt you, so there’s no need for explanation. You don’t have to explain, but you need to give me a reason for trust, or rather, a guarantee.

In simple terms, he directly skipped the discussion of whether compensation was needed and directly asked what compensation she could give them.

“Then,” the priest looked at him, “Young man, what do you want?”

There’s hope!

“Please wait a moment.”

Jiang Wang immediately took out the notes from Wu Quji and Su Qi to read.

Wu Quji’s handwriting was extremely ugly and large, with four words occupying the entire piece of paper. It read: Supreme Divine Art.

Jiang Wang expressionlessly folded the note and then opened Su Qi’s note.

Su Qi’s voice was rough and unpleasant, but his handwriting was neat and beautiful. He wrote neatly in a small regular script. It read:

A treasure map marking all the treasures in the Sylvan Sea Origin Realm.

…These greedy people!

I’m ashamed to be associated with you!

He crumpled the two notes together.

Jiang Wang looked sincerely at the old priest and said with a serious expression, “Do you have natural treasures that can increase lifespan by a hundred years?”