Super Dragon Cultivation System

Zhang Xing's heart sank when he heard about the small amount of gold coins. As expected, if they only used gold coins, it would be much easier, but there wouldn't be just four to five dragons in those second rate countries.    

    

Since dragons were also rare and hard to find crystals, once these countries called out their names, the price would be raised to an unimaginable level.    

    

It was no wonder that the original Tian Xing Kingdom did not have any dragons. Since the Emperor Jisi was poor, they could not afford to buy them.    

    

Taking a look at the gold coins in the space, there were over 5 billion and there were only two crystals.    

    

Initially, he thought he had extorted a lot of money from the Golden Fragrance Empire and plundered three other empires on the other side of the sea. Adding in his original spoils of war, he could already be considered a god.    

    

But now, he didn't think so. Compared to some of the smaller families in Third-class States, he was just a poor man, not to mention those first-rate and first-rate families.    

    

Their family would definitely have quite a few crystals. In front of these crystals, gold coins were nothing more than scrap metal.    

    

Sigh! He had found the black market and was facing a shortage of crystals. It was really difficult, wave after wave, and there was no time for it to go smoothly.    

    

He had to think of a way to earn crystals, but he didn't have any clue for the time being, so he decided to go to the black market the day after tomorrow to check out the situation.    

    

Zhang Xing rejected Mo Er's invitation and left the Blacksmith's Association under the respectful escort of a group of big shots.    

    

He took advantage of the darkness of night to quietly walk back to his residence. After a night of silence, he waited for the second day to participate in the Magician's qualification test.    

    

The morning of the next day, after Wensock treated Zhang Xing to breakfast, he went to Mage's Guild.    

    

Entering the examination hall, he saw that it was packed full of young geniuses from all over the country, gathered in groups of three to five, bragging and talking big.    

    

Although there was no need to go through the cumbersome first level exam, one would still have to queue up. There were too many graduates who had come this time.    

    

The Wan Wu Kingdom governed five second-rate kingdoms, and with the addition of the talented Star Empire Alliance, there were a total of six.    

    

To be able to take the examination directly here was a student from a second grade Empire Magic Academy. Only Zhang Xing had one spot in the Star Empire Alliance.    

    

The other five nations had a total of more than eight hundred people, and they were divided into five regions.    

    

This aroused the curiosity of the surrounding people as they discussed amongst themselves.    

    

Hearing Zhang Xing's glorious past, some people praised him, some people were jealous, and some people felt disdain ?    

    

Wensock accompanied Zhang Xing by his side and introduced him to the situation at the scene, the content of the assessment and points to note.    

    

"Guild Leader Zhang, the President, Vice Chairman and all the leaders of Mage's Guild are seated in the middle of the hall."    

    

He looked in the direction of the finger. Eh, he saw the old man in the middle whom he met in Blacksmith's Association yesterday, but no one introduced him back then. He only knew that those old men were the people in charge of the big guilds.    

    

"On the left seat, the president of the Alchemists Guild and the masters of the association."    

    

"On the right side of the seat are the people from the Formation Masters Guild and beside them are the people from the Beast Hall."    

    

"Over there are the people from the Empire's top three great clans. Below them are the seats of more than ten first-class family s."    

    

"There are also the imperial family, as well as some important civil and military officials."    

    

When Winlock introduced these powerful figures, his voice was shaky and his face was full of questions.    

    

Zhang Xing had seen over a dozen of them, so he did not feel that it was strange.    

    

"Winkle, what's the matter with you, hot?"    

    

"What's hot?"    

    

Winlock was startled, and then asked.    

    

The hall was filled with circular arrays of varying sizes. The temperature was suitable, and the air was fresh. How could it be hot?    

    

Zhang Xing did not speak, and only looked at him in ridicule.