In the Temple of the Heavenly Gods, a remnant force from powers previously annihilated by Li Xiaotian's Dragon King Hall, each individual was insignificant.
However, when they united and pooled all their strength, they became the second most powerful force in the entire war zone.
The first was the Dragon King Hall.
Yet, the Temple of the Heavenly Gods operated in secret and maintained a very low profile. Consequently, they had no reputation in the war zone; in fact, no one was even aware of their existence.
Their objective was simple: to destroy the Dragon King Hall, kill Li Xiaotian, and exact revenge!
Upon learning of the Temple of the Heavenly Gods' current strength, Li Wenbo understood that if he wished to achieve revenge, he could only rely on their power; he was incapable of doing so alone.
"What do you need me to do?" Li Wenbo asked, realizing that the Temple of the Heavenly Gods would not save him out of sympathy. They would only accept him if he brought them benefits.
"Dear Li, we are delighted you've chosen to join us. Believe me, you will be glad you made this choice. We share a common enemy, and our goal is revenge…" Andre's lips curved into a smile as he spoke with enthusiasm.
Li Wenbo frowned, interrupting Andre's rambling, and spoke again.
"Tell me what you want. I know there's no such thing as a free lunch. I also desperately want to borrow your strength for revenge. As long as it leads to Li Xiaotian's death, I will spare no cost."
Andre chuckled awkwardly but without annoyance, then replied.
"Your Li family was one of the three top aristocratic families in the Great Qin Empire, possessing unimaginable wealth. Although it is now history, I don't believe its wealth has also become history."
A sharp glint flashed in Li Wenbo's eyes as he stared intently at Andre. The Li family's wealth was indeed vast. Even though the family was destroyed and its visible assets were seized by the military, this was only a fraction. Much more wealth remained hidden.
The small countries controlled by the Li family, clandestine overseas industries, and deposits in dozens of bearer accounts in Swiss banks – any one of these was a treasure that would make countless factions covetous.
Li Wenbo smiled. Since they only desired wealth, he no longer had anything to worry about.
"I can provide the Temple of the Heavenly Gods with a continuous stream of wealth, but I have a condition."
A shrewd glint flickered in Andre's eyes. He quickly stepped closer to Li Wenbo, his tone filled with excitement.
"Dear Li, what condition? As long as you have the money, we at the Temple of the Heavenly Gods can satisfy anything for you."
"I want to become stronger! I want to possess the strength of a War God!" Li Wenbo gritted out. After experiencing the annihilation of his family, he understood a crucial truth: no amount of wealth was useful.
Only strength was fundamental. Li Xiaotian had spent ten years growing to a point where destroying the Li family was as easy as crushing ants, solely due to the Dragon King Hall's current terrifying might!
Therefore, Li Wenbo wanted to become strong! For revenge, he wouldn't even mind enduring ten years. Li Xiaotian had grown from having nothing to his current status, and Li Wenbo could do the same. Furthermore, his starting point was much higher than Li Xiaotian's had been back then.
"Hahaha, as you wish, dear Li, welcome to the Temple of the Heavenly Gods!" Andre roared with laughter, opening his arms.
Several days passed quickly, and the major aristocratic families in the capital gradually calmed down, as they discovered Li Xiaotian had no intention of settling old scores with them.
During these days, Li Xiaotian received no news about Li Wenbo; the latter seemed to have vanished into thin air. The Dragon King Hall's men searched everywhere in the capital, and even Li Shanhai's military forces were mobilized, but they found no trace of Li Wenbo.
"Forget it, tell the brothers to withdraw. He's just a minor figure; he'll eventually resurface," Li Xiaotian said to Long Yi, whose eyes were red. Long Yi had barely slept in recent days, solely focused on finding Li Wenbo.
"Brother, something is wrong. I have a bad feeling. A young master of an aristocratic family, utterly without strength, would have no chance of evading our search. There must be a third-party force we are unaware of intervening," Long Yi frowned.
"There are always a group of rats that live stealthily in the shadows. We've killed too many people in the war zone, and those who hold grudges against us are countless. One more Li Wenbo is not a threat to us," Li Xiaotian said calmly. He also sensed something was amiss, but he wasn't worried. He would wait for his hidden enemies to reveal themselves, then annihilate them.
"Leave it to the Dark Department to handle!"
"Yes!" Long Yi retreated.