Su Chen's brow furrowed slightly.
It seems.
Trouble is unavoidable after all.
Initially, on the way here, he used his fastest speed to avoid contact with other disciples from the Eight Veins, and it worked quite well. He didn't stop anywhere along the way, but now... upon arriving at the Xuanbao Pavilion, there's no way around it.
"When in Rome, do as the Romans do. I won't provoke anyone, but if someone provokes me, they'll have to bear the consequences," Su Chen thought to himself, his expression blank as he glanced at the Crystal Stone Transmission Platform labeled six.
Su Chen's movement towards number six directly caused the vast majority of disciples in the transmission platform hall to change their expressions repeatedly.
A trash at the Fixed Character Eternal Domain, a 27-year-old kid, a waste from the Xuanmie Vein, actually dreams to ascend to 'number six' to the sixth layer of the Xuanbao Pavilion? Hmph, truly without any self-awareness.
