My classmates chose martial arts and fantasy, but I chose the prehistoric world.

"teacher?"

Yan Qing noticed his unusual behavior and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Meng Chuan snapped out of his reverie, glanced at Yan Qing, then at Tapa beside him, and after a moment of contemplation, slowly said, "I want to... go to the headquarters of the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws."

Yan Qing and Tapa were both taken aback.

"To the headquarters of the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws?"

Tapa frowned and said, "The Hall of Myriad Laws and the Underworld Sect are currently at war. Although the headquarters of the Hall of Myriad Laws is safe, the roads are not."

"I know."

Meng Chuan nodded. "But I have a reason to go."

He told the two of them about the bounty notice he had just heard.

"...The Myriad Laws Fusion Elixir, the Great Dao Fusion Pill, and the Six Harmonies Condensing Dao Powder—each of these three rare elixirs can significantly reduce the difficulty of fusing laws."

"Although I have now integrated five laws, there is still a long way to go before my inner world can be transformed into a 'middle world'."

"If I can obtain these rare and precious medicines, the growth rate of my inner world will greatly accelerate in a short period of time, bringing me one step closer to becoming a high-level saint."

Meng Chuan's gaze was resolute. "I want to try and obtain these rare and precious medicinal herbs!"

Yan Qing and Tapa exchanged a glance, both seeing complex emotions in each other's eyes.

They knew that Meng Chuan was right.

In this dog-eat-dog world of gods, strength is everything.

The fastest way to increase strength is to seize resources.

Since the Hall of Myriad Laws was willing to offer a rare and precious medicine as a reward for the mid-level Saint of the Underworld Sect, it was undoubtedly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for Meng Chuan, whose strength was absolutely remarkable among mid-level Saints.

"But……"

Yan Qing was still somewhat worried, "Those mid-level Saints of the Underworld Sect who have bounties on their heads are all ruthless characters who have experienced countless battles. Can you handle them?"

Meng Chuan was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "I don't know."

He truthfully stated, "I haven't fought them, so I don't know their exact strength. But I've fused five top-tier perfected laws, making my combat power far surpass those of others at the same level—you saw how I killed a mid-level Saint from the Underworld Sect with a single punch on Myriad Laws Island."

"However, those with bounties on their heads are definitely not ordinary mid-level saints. Those who can make it onto the bounty list must be the best among the mid-level saints of the Underworld King Sect, and their strength is by no means ordinary."

Meng Chuan took a deep breath. "Therefore, I won't act rashly. I'll go to the headquarters of the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws first, understand the situation clearly, and then make a plan."

Yan Qing and Tapa were silent for a while, then finally nodded.

They knew that once Meng Chuan made a decision, he wouldn't easily change it.

Moreover, they do need a safe place to stay.

Following Meng Chuan on his wanderings, while offering freedom, was ultimately not a long-term solution.

If they could join the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws, they would have a stable cultivation environment and resource supply, which would also benefit their cultivation.

"Then let's go," Yan Qing said.

"Anyway, I have nowhere else to go," Tapa shrugged.

"it is good."

Meng Chuan nodded. "Then let's set off—destination: the headquarters of the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws!"

……

The headquarters of Wanfadian is located in a secluded space at the deepest part of the coastal area.

It was a huge landmass floating in the void, more than ten times larger than Wanfa Island.

The land is dotted with towering peaks and crisscrossed by rivers, and the spiritual energy is so rich that it almost turns into liquid, condensing into patches of white spiritual mist in the air.

The entire continent was shrouded by a massive protective array, which exuded a terrifying pressure. Even a high-level saint would likely pay a heavy price if he tried to force his way in.

When Meng Chuan and his two companions arrived at the outskirts of the Wanfa Hall headquarters, they saw the continent floating in the void from afar and couldn't help but gasp.

"This is... the headquarters of the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws?"

Tapa's eyes widened, and she murmured, "This is way too big..."

Yan Qing was also shocked and speechless.

Meng Chuan took a deep breath to calm himself down, then took out the guest elder's identity token and infused it with a trace of law power.

The token emitted a soft light, which shone towards the protective array in front of it.

A moment later, a portal opened in the mountain-protecting formation, and a voice came from within: "Guest Elder Meng Chuan, please come in."

Meng Chuan put away the token and, with Yan Qing and Tapa, stepped through the portal.

The moment Meng Chuan stepped into the headquarters of the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws, he felt a sudden change in the fluctuations of the laws around him.

The power of laws here is at least three times more concentrated than outside!

Moreover, he could clearly sense that deep beneath the entire continent lay a massive divine crystal vein—the inexhaustible spiritual energy and power of laws emanating from that vein.

"As expected of the headquarters of the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws..."

Meng Chuan sighed inwardly.

With such a cultivation environment, the disciples of the Myriad Laws Hall must cultivate at a speed far exceeding that of independent cultivators outside.

The three of them walked along a wide bluestone road, encountering many disciples and stewards of the Wanfa Hall along the way.

When those people saw the guest elder token on Meng Chuan's waist, they all bowed and paid their respects, their eyes filled with curiosity and scrutiny.

Guest elders hold a high position in the Hall of Myriad Laws, but most of them are at the level of high-ranking saints.

It is extremely rare for someone like Meng Chuan, who possesses the cultivation level of a mid-level saint, to serve as a guest elder.

Ignoring the stares, Meng Chuan walked straight toward a magnificent hall in the center of the headquarters—the Bounty Hall of the Myriad Laws Hall headquarters, where bounty lists for powerful members of the Underworld Sect were posted.

In front of the Hall of Rewards, there stands a huge jade tablet, about ten feet tall, pure white, radiating a soft light.

On the jade tablet, lines of golden text were engraved, with detailed reward information following each name.

Meng Chuan stood in front of the jade tablet, his gaze sweeping over the names of the mid-level saints of the Underworld Sect.

Black Gun Zhao Wuji – Bounty: Three drops of Myriad Laws Soul Fusion Liquid, one Great Dao Spirit Fusion Pill.

Poisonous Scorpion Liu Rushi – Reward: One Six Harmonies Condensing Dao Powder and two Great Dao Fusion Spirit Pills.

Blood Hand Li Tian – Reward: Five drops of Myriad Laws Soul Fusion Liquid.

Ghost-faced Asura - Bounty: Two portions of Six Harmonies Condensing Dao Powder.

……

There were fifteen names in total, all of whom were outstanding individuals among the mid-level saints of the Underworld Sect.

Behind every name lies the blood of the disciples of the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws...

The bounty for each name is enough to drive any mid-level saint crazy!

Meng Chuan's gaze lingered on the jade tablet for a long time before he slowly clenched his fist.

In his eyes, these names were no longer just individuals.

They were rare and precious medicines!

"Yan Qing, Tapa."

Meng Chuan turned to the two of them and said, "I will first recommend you to join the Hall of Myriad Laws as a guest elder. I will begin my actions once you are settled."

Yan Qing and Tapa nodded.

Meng Chuan led the two to the elder in charge of recruiting disciples at the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws.

He issued a letter of recommendation in his capacity as a guest elder, and given that Yan Qing and Tapa were both quite capable, the elder readily approved their applications to enter the temple.

Yan Qing was assigned to a separate cave dwelling with abundant spiritual energy, while Tapa was assigned to another adjacent cave dwelling.

Both were very satisfied with their new place of residence and repeatedly reminded Meng Chuan to be careful before returning to their respective caves to settle in.

Watching the two figures leave, Meng Chuan felt a little more at ease.

With no worries about the future, he could finally go all out.

He turned around and walked once again toward the jade tablet in front of the council hall.

My gaze fell on the first name—

Black Gun Zhao Wuji.

Reward: Three drops of Myriad Laws Soul Fusion Liquid and one Great Dao Spirit Fusion Pill.

"Let's start with you."

Meng Chuan muttered to himself, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

After obtaining information about the person's recent location, he turned and left the headquarters of the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws, transforming into a streak of light and disappearing into the distant horizon.