Ning Beichen did not force her either, respecting her own thoughts.
Although Ning Beichen had established his own influence here, he was not sure how long he could stay in this world. If possible, he naturally wished to return to his own world.
Ning Beichen had already swallowed the top three hunting teams and was no longer interested in others.
After all, he had to leave something for others. If he were the only power in this place, it would be disastrous for its development.
However, although Ning Beichen no longer accepted other hunting teams, he was not polite to the Golden Scale Beasts. By the end of the hunt in the Divine Land, Ning Beichen had killed eighteen Golden Scale Beasts.
It wasn't that Ning Beichen didn't want to hunt more, but that he simply couldn't find any more traces of Golden Scale Beasts.
Even though Ning Beichen was not satisfied, those who had surrendered to him were ecstatic.
Originally, Ning Beichen thought that the leader of the Sacred Hunt might not be willing to truly surrender to him, but to his surprise, the leader of the Sacred Hunt showed no reluctance. Instead, he completed all the tasks assigned by Ning Beichen with exceeding expectations.
This left Ning Beichen with no reason to dismiss him. Moreover, after surrendering to Ning Beichen, he proactively avoided being with his former subordinates to prevent them from rallying around him.
Since this fellow had no intention of rebelling, Ning Beichen was too lazy to target him.
Besides, Ning Beichen was not afraid of him causing any trouble. If he truly caused any trouble, Ning Beichen was confident he could suppress him with a single move, without any need for worry.
Cao Shuo looked at Ning Beichen with a sense of unease. Who would have thought that he, the former leader of the number one ranked Sacred Hunt, would be so humble now?
But there was no other way. When he first surrendered, Cao Shuo did have some ulterior motives, but after seeing Ning Beichen kill eighteen Golden Scale Beasts, he no longer had any such thoughts.
Because he knew very well that even if he were to lead the Sacred Hunt again, he would not be Ning Beichen's opponent.
And depending on a strong individual was not shameful. After all, even if the Sacred Hunt exerted all its strength, they could at most hunt two or three Golden Scale Beasts, and many of their people might die in the process.
Yet Ning Beichen alone hunted eighteen Golden Scale Beasts. What did that signify?
Moreover, this was not Ning Beichen's true strength. The reason for eighteen Golden Scale Beasts was simply that only eighteen could be found in this area.
If there were more Golden Scale Beasts, Cao Shuo believed they would not escape Ning Beichen's grasp.
Only a wise person knew that by relying on the strong, one could go further. Under his leadership, the Sacred Hunt would never progress beyond this point.
This was also why Cao Shuo was willing to lower his stance and wholeheartedly surrender to Ning Beichen.
One trial in the Divine Land had eliminated the top three ranked hunting teams, and a colossal power named the Dark King emerged gloriously, shocking everyone.
Thus, everyone in the city began inquiring about what kind of force the Dark King was.
The more they inquired, the more everyone was startled.
Because the top three ranked hunting teams, Sacred Hunt, Thunder Kill, and Savage, had all chosen to surrender to the Dark King.
Upon hearing the answer, everyone in the city gasped.
However, another matter quickly shifted their attention. This matter was that this force called the Dark King had actually hunted eighteen Golden Scale Beasts.
Hunting eighteen Golden Scale Beasts was an unprecedented feat in history. As soon as this news spread, it immediately caused a sensation throughout the city.
Meanwhile, Ning Beichen had returned to his residence, unfazed by the city-wide commotion, and paid it no mind.
Because his thoughts and goals were already set on the Central Continent.
What troubled him now was the distribution of the eighteen ancestral land trial entry tickets he held.
He had claimed one spot for himself, leaving seventeen remaining. However, his subordinates numbered over a thousand in total, and it was impossible for everyone to go.
Furthermore, only those with extraordinary strength could venture to the Central Continent. Otherwise, it would be a dead end. They might as well stay and live a peaceful life.
Ning Beichen was currently considering two issues: first, the allocation of the ancestral land trial entry slots, and second, who would lead the Dark King force he had established once he departed for the Central Continent.
The first issue was relatively easy to resolve. Since he had hunted the Golden Scale Beasts, he could give the slots to whomever he pleased without any difficulty.
The difficulty lay in the second issue. He couldn't possibly abandon them immediately after creating the Dark King.
"My hand acted too quickly."
Ning Beichen sighed.
Originally, he had created the Dark King for the Divine Land. If it weren't for those scoundrels from Thunder Kill forcing his hand, Ning Beichen wouldn't have uprooted them, leaving him in this predicament.
Ning Beichen sat on a chair in the courtyard, gazing up at the sky. Suddenly, he slapped his thigh.
"Whatever! They're not my real subordinates anyway, just a bunch of turncoats who surrendered. Why should I worry about them?"
When he was present, these people would not dare to harbor any ill intentions. If he were gone, who would care about the floods that would come after his death? He was overthinking things.
After thinking it through, Ning Beichen felt a sense of relief. To put it bluntly, he had no sense of belonging here.
However, Ning Beichen did think of Yang Qianrou. She was a capable woman, and if he were to go to the Central Continent, bringing her along might save him a lot of trouble.
As for Cao Shuo, he would have to pass. Ning Beichen did not have much trust in him.
At this moment, Yang Qianrou was speaking with an old man.
"Niece, you shouldn't have refused Ning Beichen. I didn't expect him to be even more powerful and ambitious than I thought. This is an opportunity for you to go to the Central Continent."
The old man spoke with a tone of earnest persuasion to Yang Qianrou.
"Uncle Chang, I don't want to go to the Central Continent. I want to stay and accompany you."
Yang Qianrou said, looking at the old man before her.
"Silly girl, Uncle Chang is old now and cannot accompany you for much longer. Only the Central Continent is your stage. This place is simply too small. Promise me, you must enter the ancestral land. Only by entering the ancestral land trial will you have the qualification to make a name for yourself in the Central Continent."
The old man said earnestly to Yang Qianrou.
"Uncle Chang, I..."
"Listen to me, go find Ning Beichen. I can sense that he will surely stir up a storm in the Central Continent, and this is your opportunity."
The old man said, grasping Yang Qianrou's shoulders with his hands.