Chapter 1169: Chapter 846 The Weight of the Saint_3

“Oh, you arrived just in time.”

The man dressed in an outfit similar to a tight space suit, with a sci-fi lens over his right eye, reached up to touch the lens and said with a smile.

“Made it just in time.”

A man in a black outfit, whose appearance seemed quite ordinary, stood with his hands behind his back, his tone calm, as he swept his gaze over the scene, finally resting on Xi’er and Dalvin.

“Well, what a coincidence.”

The last one was a bare-chested barbarian with knotted muscles, towering in stature, carrying a giant axe as tall as a person over his shoulder, with a carefree expression, his eyes unabashedly sizing up Xi’er with an air of aggression.

The three people had completely different styles, and judging by the flickering lights of the teleportation device, it was evident they were Pioneers from three different places!

Though they came from three places, they arrived almost simultaneously, immediately after Xi’er, calling it ‘coincidence’ seemed far-fetched!

“Were you all monitoring me?”

Xi’er turned around and cast a cold glance at the three. It was clear someone had known about her use of the teleportation device and then notified through Cross-Boundary Communication in real-time!

“Woman, don’t overestimate yourself. Monitoring you? Does your Extreme Ice City even qualify?”

The man with the sci-fi lens laughed casually.

“We only monitored the teleportation here. As for who comes over, that’s irrelevant.”

The man in black was likewise indifferent.

“Haha, I would like to monitor. I know you, Miss Xi’er, right? Extreme Ice City clearly has no future, why not just join me.”

The burly barbarian laughed heartily, and with a cheeky raise of his eyebrow, he flexed his muscles provocatively, the intent to challenge and tease was plain.

He then seemed to remember something and quickly covered his mouth with his large fan-like hand, then waved it off with a hearty laugh.

“Sorry, sorry, I’m a crude person, not very good with words. If I’ve offended anyone…, please bear with me, haha.”

It was clear the three were targeting Xi’er or rather Extreme Ice City, with considerable malice.

“Everyone, since you’re here, let’s all meet the Saint together, avoiding unnecessary arguments.”

Dalvin saw Xi’er was slightly upset and timely spoke up.

While the three were sarcastically cold toward Xi’er, giving no face, when it was Dalvin who spoke, they politely nodded.

“Much appreciated.”

“Mr. Dalvin is now following the Saint, I presume.”

“The future holds limitless possibilities.”

Even though Dalvin had betrayed his master, now weakened and evidently suffering backlash.

Yet the attitude of the few was quite respectful.

This situation clearly exhibited the various relations among the parties.

The three major forces monitoring Extreme Ice City had clearly established some sort of tacit cooperation!

Their target seemed to be the more vulnerable Extreme Ice City side…

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The interior of Cold Ice Castle had been reset, becoming quite luxurious, with red carpets extending across the floor, flanked by armor and the glow of torches.

Eventually, under Dalvin’s guidance, they arrived at a grand hall.

At this time, Tao Yu lay his head on Harribel’s bosom, while Yan Xin in a black fitted cheongsam fed fruits beside him, appearing somewhat languid.

Upon seeing Tao Yu in such a setup, apart from Dalvin, the few Pioneers were taken aback.

Such interests among Saints were quite rare.

Saints often acted willfully according to their own desires!

So even when encountering such uncommon sights, the expressions of the few were respectful.

Despite being catastrophe-level figures high and mighty before others, they uniformly bowed to Tao Yu.

“Greetings, Saint.”

Tao Yu waved casually, causing Yan Xin to stop handling the fruit, obediently kneeling nearby awaiting orders.

Tao Yu then slightly lifted his upper body, resting his arm casually on his knee as he gazed at them.

“You’re all here to negotiate terms, then. Since you’re all here, tell me what you plan to do, show me your sincerity.”

Tao Yu was straightforward, his tone calm.

Sending catastrophe-level figures only expressed importance, not a gesture of sacrifice.

And catastrophe-level individuals, being high-ranking members of their own factions, have the authority to make decisions, acting expediently.

Upon hearing Tao Yu’s words, the man with the sci-fi lens was the first to bow.

“I am Ize Joles, PR Department Head of the Endless Sea Joles Group. I’ve come to first congratulate the Saint on securing a new settlement and wish to discuss the distribution of Extreme Ice City’s interests with the Saint. All three of our families share this intent, as the old ghost from the Lu Family had already sold a significant portion of Extreme Ice City’s interests to us…”

Tao Yu nodded slightly, his gaze settling on the man, then spoke with interest.

“I haven’t been to the Endless Sea yet, but I’ve heard it’s at the world’s edge, vast and boundless, with the outer parts connected to the Abyss, numerous strong individuals?”

Tao Yu had seen information about the Endless Sea in the Suns’ records, supposedly at the world’s edge, with civilization’s flames not densely spread, and enormous distances housing numerous powerful Abyssal Demons!

In terms of examples, it would be like the world map of the Main World laid out at the edge, causing the Main World to lose its spherical form…

Besides, much information regarding becoming a god stemmed from the Endless Sea, where numbers of strong individuals far surpassed those inland.