Soldier King's Love Affairs In City

0Qin Yun released his hands. Before the duo could regain their balance, they stumbled and nearly fell from the rooftop of the building.    

    

When the duo stabilized themselves, Qin Yun was already walking in the direction of the helicopter.    

    

"Hurry up and leave, don't waste time." Qin Yun said to Tuta and Malik without even turning his head.    

    

The duo exchanged glances and hurriedly followed him. They opened the helicopter's door for Qin Yun.    

    

The distance from here to God Nation's headquarters wasn't too far. It only took about four hours by helicopter to arrive at the Divine Kingdom's headquarters.    

    

Looking from afar, there were many buildings in the Divine Kingdom headquarters. The roofs of the buildings were a unified golden dome. A tall building pierced through the clouds. Qin Yun sighed to himself. It was indeed one of the largest organizations in the southeast of China.    

    

Due to Malik's previous greetings, as soon as the helicopter landed, many Mortal Kingdom members came over to receive it.    

    

The man in the lead was about seventy years old. He was thin, had eyes, and was carrying a wooden cane. His head was wrapped in a golden headscarf.    

    

Qin Yun could sense that among all the members of the Divine Kingdom, this man had the strongest Cultivation, which was around the early stage of the void.    

    

This man was called Gan Men. He was one of the highest leaders of the Divine Kingdom and was also called Saint Xiong by the people of the Divine Kingdom.    

    

"Respected Dragon Lord of China, my name is Gan Men." The old man wearing a golden bandanna said to Qin Yun, who had just alighted from the plane.    

    

Qin Yun looked at the elder and knew that he was no ordinary person. He said politely, "Let's go. If there's anything, we can talk inside."    

    

"Please." Ganmen was leaning on a wooden staff as they led the way. Malik and the others, upon seeing this, immediately stepped forward to support him.    

    

Perhaps because of his age, Gan Men's walking speed was not fast. Malik patiently supported him as well. Qin Yun could tell that Malik was a form of respect that came from his heart and was not an act.    

    

After more than ten minutes, Gan Men brought Qin Yun to the largest dome-shaped building in the Divine Kingdom organization.    

    

The steps to this dome were very tall, three to four stories high. On top of the steps was a large hall, and within the hall was a shrine worshiped by their so-called deity.    

    

The Indian was the birthplace of Buddhism, but what they mainly believed in was not Buddhism, but a local sect.    

    

Therefore, Qin Yun could not understand the offerings in the hall. However, after entering the hall, he was shrouded by an unfamiliar aura.    

    

Qin Yun could not help but sigh inwardly. Although the organisations in the southeast of China were not great, they had their own merits.    

    

"Lord Dragon, please take a seat." With Malik's support, Gan Men sat at the head of the table and said to Qin Yun with a smile.    

    

Qin Yun did not stand on ceremony with him and directly sat closest to Gan Men.    

    

The ranking system of Indian was very strict. No one else dared to sit, as they all stood respectfully to one side.    

    

"It's my Divine Kingdom's honor to have Dragon Lord Hua come this time." Gan Men said to Qin Yun with a smile.    

    

"It's not really that I'm here today, I came because I have something to ask of you." Qin Yun went straight to the point.    

    

"Do you have something you want to ask for?" Ganmen frowned and turned to look at Malik beside him.    

    

Malik was also dumbfounded. Previously, Qin Yun had never mentioned that he had a request. No wonder Qin Yun had readily agreed to come to the Divine Kingdom.    

    

Gan Men looked at Malik and said to Qin Yun with a smile, "Dragon Lord is too much of a joke. Our Divine Kingdom's forces are nothing in front of Dragon Lord Hua. How can they be of any help?"    

    

Qin Yun could tell what Gan Men was thinking as he answered with a smile, "I don't dare say I have other things to do. I really need your help with that."    

    

"What kind of help?" Gan Men asked Qin Yun.    

    

"I need the Nether Soul Grass from my sect. I heard that the Divine Kingdom is on good terms with my sect, so it shouldn't be hard to get a stalk of Nether Soul Grass." Qin Yun replied with a smile.    

    

"Nether Soul Grass!" Gan Men was startled. They weren't really on good terms with the Witch Sect. At the very most, they would just stay calm.    

    

Furthermore, the Nether Soul Grass could be considered a treasure within the voodoo arts. How could it be good if Qin Yun asked for the Nether Soul Grass right away?    

    

"What is it? Is there anything wrong with that? " Qin Yun frowned and asked Gan Men with a deep voice.    

    

A man wearing a green headscarf stood forward and said to Qin Yun, "Lord Dragon, we have no connections with the Witch Sect. We are asking for the Nether Soul Grass. You are forcing us to make things difficult for us."    

    

"Even your leader didn't say anything. Who do you think you are?!" Qin Yun said coldly. The beam of light in his hand flashed as he waved his hand to shoot a golden beam straight at the man's chest.    

    

"So fast!" The man looked at the incoming golden light with his eyes wide open. He wanted to dodge, but he couldn't.    

    

"Hah!" Gan Men shouted and waved the walking stick in his hand. A ray of spiritual light shot out from the walking stick and blocked the man in front of him.    

    

Boom!" With a bang, the two beams of light collided, producing an explosive sound.    

    

As for the spiritual light shot out by Gan Men's cane, it only stopped for a moment. After the golden light swallowed it, it continued to strike the green robed man in the chest and sent him flying.    

    

He spat out a mouthful of blood and heavily crashed onto the ground.    

    

"So powerful!" Gansius stared at the man who had spat out a mouthful of blood as he thought to himself in shock.    

    

Although he did not use his full strength in that strike, he had used nearly a fifth of his strength. And with just a wave of Qin Yun's hand, it was already so powerful. From the looks of it, Qin Yun had not come with good intentions.    

    

Malik was dumbfounded. He had thought that by inviting Qin Yun, he would be able to befriend him. He had done a great deed, but he did not expect that he would attract a fiend.    

    

"Your subordinates are a bit shameless, I'll help you teach them a lesson." Qin Yun said with a faint smile to Gan Men.    

    

"Of course, of course." Gan Men quickly smiled apologetically and waved his hand. His men then took the man who had spat out a mouthful of blood and brought him out.    

    

"Then look at the matter of the Nether Soul Grass?" Qin Yun continued speaking to Gan Men.    

    

"No problem. Leave it to my Divine Kingdom." Gan Men said confidently. He only wanted to fulfill Qin Yun's request so that the fiend could leave as soon as possible.    

    

"Satisfying!" Qin Yun laughed loudly and said, "Then, I'll temporarily settle down in the Divine Kingdom. After I obtain the Nether Soul Grass, I'll leave."    

    

"Prepare a place for the Dragon Lord to stay!" Guntherson instructed one of his subordinates behind him in a low voice.    

    

"Yes." The subordinate acknowledged and said to Qin Yun, "Lord Dragon, please follow me."    

    

Qin Yun did not refuse. He followed his subordinate out, leaving Malik and Gan Men's group looking at each other in dismay.    

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As he watched Qin Yun walk out, Malik knelt in front of Gan Men. "Saint Xiong, I didn't know that Dragon Lord would make such a request."