CHAPTER 716 THE CONDITION OF INVITATION

Bang!

To vent his anger out, this time, Theodore pounded the table and stood up.

"Take us away? Do you think you can take us away as you like? Who do you think you are? I don't care

about all of your three great clans," he bellowed out.

"Theodore, don't be angry. The resentment between the Dragon Blood Clan and us has long been

resolved, right?

It's just a slip of the tongue to say take you two away. In fact, we are here to invite you to join the Cross

Expeditionary Force. Sincerely, Theodore, would you please think about it?"

Following through the conversation, all this time, Darren had already been very puzzled, and he was

even more confused when he heard Cross Expeditionary Force.

The faces of the other people softened when they heard that they were not here to make trouble.

"Theodore was a law enforcer of our Sacred Palace. If he wanted to go on an expedition in the

Aborigines Worlds, he could enter the eighteen cities at any time. As for joining the Cross

Expeditionary Force? I don't think it's necessary. Theodore, what do you think?" Lord Donald asked.

"Of course I won't join the Cross Expeditionary Force," Theodore agreed with Lord Donald.

"Since Theodore doesn't want to join us, we can't force him. But Darren isn't from the Sacred Palace,

can we invite him at least?" one of three people looked at Darren and asked with his brows raised in a

quizzical expression.

"Darren is inexperienced, and I don't think he is qualified to go on an expedition. Maybe not," Lord

Donald interrupted before Darren could say a word.

"Hey, Lord Donald. Why do you decide for Darren? We have to ask for his decision whether he wants

to join us or not, right?" repulsed one of the members of the force.

"Darren, on behalf of the three great clans, we formally invite you to join the Cross Expeditionary Force

reserve service. Are you willing to do that?" he continued, asking Darren directly this time.

Darren kept silent for a while and said helplessly, "I don't understand what you are talking about.

Moreover, I have no idea what the Cross Expeditionary Force is. How can I join you?"

"Ha-ha, you are right. Why don't we sit down and talk about it in detail? Lord Donald, you aren't going

to drive us away, are you?" The three of them smiled faintly as they exchanged glances.

"Have a seat then," Lord Donald said expressionlessly.

"Darren, take this Jade Slip and release your spiritual sense to it," one of the members of the force said

and handed over a Jade Slip to Darren.

Darren took the Jade Slip and did as he said.

Boom.

In a flash, a tremendous amount of information poured into Darren's head, overpowering him entirely.

The process caused beads of sweat to form on his forehead and soaked his entire face in no time.

"So that was it."

In minutes, the cloud in Darren's head was soon cleared off. By now, Darren clearly understood what

they were talking about.

It turned out that the Lothlann Continent was not the only existing world in this void. Many small worlds

were in the state of desolation on the edge of the Lothlann Continent.

More than that, these small worlds were what they referred to as the Aborigines Worlds.

Aborigines Worlds were independent in this void, and some of them were even adjacent to the

Lothlann Continent, separated by space turbulent flows of thousands of kilometers wide.

Moreover, most of the countless Aborigines Worlds lay in the east and west to the Lothlann Continent.

The Sacred Palace controlled the small worlds in the east side, and the three great clans controlled

those in the west side.

Consequently, geniuses who entered the eighteen cities generally went on an expedition in the

Aborigines Worlds in the east side to the Lothlann Continent. The three great clans formed the Cross

Expeditionary Force, which went on expeditions in the Aborigines Worlds in the west side to the

Lothlann Continent.

However, the only reason why these talented masters did expeditions was to plunder resources from

there.

The area of each of the Aborigines Worlds was not that vast, but there were countless valuable natural

sources. If only they occupied only one world, they would make a vast fortune.

Despite all of these impressive facts, Darren was not excited at all. On the contrary, he felt a little

disgusted. This material belongs to .

For the sake of resources, Darren thought it was too cruel to attack some uncivilized human-shaped

creatures and slay and enslave them. That was one way of trampling on them just to rob them off of

their possessions.

At the end of the outpour of information, Darren had also figured out the official force division in the

Medium Spiritual World.

"The eight great clans in the Bottom Spiritual World are just the microcosm of the eight great clans in

the Medium Spiritual World," Darren muttered to himself. He was slightly surprised by this information.

In the Bottom Spiritual World, the eight great clans managed the eight Holy Lands, respectively, but

people in these clans were all descendants of the eight great clans in the Medium Spiritual World.

Furthermore, the Ye Clan also existed in the Medium Spiritual World. That was to say Bryan Ye, who

used to be the Holy Lord of the Blade Holy Land but had been killed by Darren, had family members in

the Medium Spiritual World. Similarly, Diana's and Landon's clans were also in the Medium Spiritual

World.

Despite all these, something was still different. The eight great clans in the Medium Spiritual World

divided into two parties, four out of the eight clans established the Sacred Palace together. The other

three clans united and established what was known now as the Cross Alliance.

What confused Darren, even more, was that he didn't get any information about the Dragon Blood

Clan.

As far as what he had noticed, when Theodore and Lord Donald were talking before, Theodore claimed

he was from the "criminal clan", making Darren sense that something was wrong.

Then he remembered when he was back in the Bottom Spiritual World, Scott had said that his family

was confined in the deep sea in the far west. His clan did not come to help others even when the first

fiend ancestor came back to life. Darren was suddenly aware that something big, something

revolutionizing and strange must have happened to the Dragon Blood Clan.

"Do you understand everything now, Darren? Are you willing to join the Cross Expeditionary Force?"

after waiting for a moment, one of them asked.

Hesitant to disappoint them, Darren shook his head and said lightly, "No, I'm sorry, but I won't. I'm not

strong enough to go out and plunder others."

"Ha-ha, Darren, don't hurry to turn us down. We invite you to join us not because we want you to go on

an expedition as soon as possible, but because we want to train you."

"That's right. We think highly of your potentials. If you join us, we will provide you with the most

resources that you can use to enhance your skills. Besides, we will present you with a big surprise, and

I believe you will unquestionably like it."

After laying all the cards that he could offer to Darren, the man paused for a while and anticipated for

Darren's response.

"I don't need any resources, and I don't think I will like the thing you want to give me. Please

understand that I don't feel like helping you in killing innocent creatures," Darren retorted harshly. This

time he was sending a clear message that there would be no other way that he could change his mind

—his decision was firm and final.

"Darren, don't be so affirmed. As far as I know, you are being chased by the Death Palace, aren't you?"

one of them asked, still not giving up on persuading Darren.

"What do you mean?" Confused by the question that the man raised, Darren raised his eyebrows.

"What do I mean? Let me tell you," the man emphasized. The only person among the three who kept

silent stood up and said, "I believe you must know something. We know the Death Palace has chased

you. You will be chased endlessly until they finally kill you.

However, as long as you join our Cross Expeditionary Force, we promise that you will be absolutely

safe and that the Death Palace will never chase after you again." It could be seen by the expressions

on his eyes that they were determined to get Darren in joining the expedition, by hook or by crook.

Darren's heart skipped a beat when he heard the man's elucidations. He was flattered on one end, yet

he wasn't still convinced.

"What do you think? Is that enough?" The three of them all laughed complacently after seeing the

confused expression on Darren's face.

However, to everyone's surprise, before Darren could say anything, Lord Donald stood up and

sneered, "Help Darren get rid of the chase of the Death Palace? Even our Sacred Palace can't

guarantee that, but how can you ensure that?"

"How? Are you asking us how?" One of them confidently stood and said, "Let me tell you how. As far

as I know, if a person has an Emperor Weapon, the clay figurines will not dare chase him. Am I right?"

"What?!"

At that very moment, both Theodore and Auberon lost their calmness.

By this time, all cards were laid, and they expressed their opinions clearly. If Darren were willing to join

the Cross Expeditionary Force, they would be willing to give him an Emperor Weapon!

Taking all these into consideration, Darren had learned from the short old man of the Mythological

Palace that the Emperor Weapon was classified into two kinds. The holy emperor used one, and the

other was created and sharpened by the holy emperor.

"Humph! Don't talk big here. There are only three Emperor Weapons in your three clans, and even the

leader of your clan dare not use them. Will you really give Darren one?" Theodore stood up and said.

He wanted to clear off the doubt in his mind as well as everybody else's doubt too.

Growing up with all the legends and myths about these clans, Theodore knew how precious an

Emperor Weapon was! Thus, Theodore didn't believe their words at all.

"What a coincidence! Is that too good to be true? After the discussion made by our three great clans,

we are willing to give one Emperor Weapon to Darren," one of the men spoke out, giving dire emphasis

on each word as if they were a matter of life and death in significance.

At that point, Darren was stunned. He thought of what he had done to deserve such a potent weapon.

Why did the three great clans say so? Why would they give him such a weapon? What would it cost

him? Darren's mind was filled with questions. With all these, Darren didn't think he had reached the

level at which three great clans would love to give him an Emperor Weapon regardless of his strength

or potential.

It was known that there were several super talents in the three great clans and the Sacred Palace.

Moreover, many talents were not weaker than Darren. However, most of them were hiding and honing

to improve their strength.

Everyone in the palace kept silent. A moment later, Lord Donald seemed to remember something.

"Are you going to give that Emperor Weapon to Darren?" While he threw that question, the expression

on Lord Donald's face suddenly changed.