I, a Saiyan, cultivate immortality in the world of Nine Uncles

Jiang Yeming went to the city of animal bones under the leadership of Mengligui, and Mengligui introduced him as he walked.

"It's the capital of the Jiuyou Clan, and the leaders of all major tribes will send people to wait for the dispatch of King Jiuyou. The Tangui Clan and the Yugui Clan that we dealt with in the past are just two of the sub-clans."

"Is their king elected? Or hereditary?" Jiang Yeming asked curiously in a low voice.

Meng Ligui also lowered his voice: "No, every time the old king dies, each of their tribes will elect a candidate king to fight in the ancestral spirit secret realm, and the winner will become the new Jiuyou King."

Jiang Yeming glanced at the smoke-like Nine Nether Ghost guards in front of him, and said in a low voice, "It won't take long for these little fellows to decide the outcome."

"That's not true. The Marquis Kings of various clans in Nine Nethers are all powerful figures. Of course they won't do it themselves, but ask the powerful players from the heavens and myriad realms to come and help. It will be very lively at that time." Meng Ligui said, adding in a low voice with a little excitement: "Each Nine Nether King's term of ten years at most will expire suddenly. Now this one has been nine and a half years, and it is estimated that a new Marquis King Competition will start soon."

With the growth of experience, the ghost in the dream became bolder and more slick, and even dared to tease their king in the territory of the Jiuyou clan.

Jiang Yeming couldn't help but find it funny. After he finished laughing, he felt emotional again. The old people in the space city are all growing up. Except for Zhu Jiujie, who can't be supported by mud, they basically have their own uses.

In the next trip, there were more and more Jiuyou tribes, so the two stopped talking. When they arrived at the huge palace of royal bones in the center of the animal bone city, the guards at the gate entered and announced, "Welcome the city lord of the space city, the best partner of our clan, please enter the palace, my king will summon you."

The ghostly guard's voice was loud and loud, which added aura to the royal family of the Jiuyou clan. Jiang Yeming bowed his hands and walked into the palace with a smile.

After entering the palace, the ghost in the dream warned softly: "Master, the food here is eaten by ghosts. Even the normal meat prepared for VIPs has a smell of evil and corruption. Although you are super strong, it is best not to eat it."

"Well, I understand." Jiang Yeming replied, in this place where there was nothing but bones and little ghosts, he really couldn't whet his appetite.

At this time, already in the palace, a thin ghost with a crown and a scepter jumped off the huge throne and came straight to Jiang Yeming.

This being who was obviously the Nine Nether King stretched out his hand and said:
"Welcome, my most anticipated guest, I hope you can get used to life here."

Jiang Yeming didn't shake hands with King Jiuyou, a sense of crisis from the talent of fate issued an early warning, making him look at the other party cautiously.

Although the other party is a soul body life, it gives him a feeling of decay and withering, as if his life will end at any time.

This situation is very abnormal. How can a king of the Jiuyou clan who looks very energetic, die as soon as he dies?
When King Jiuyou summoned him, the king died suddenly. Will this be suspected as a murderer?

In order not to have anything to do with the death of King Jiuyou, he hastened to evade the current embarrassment: "Your Majesty, I suddenly remembered something about the trade of Yin Qi beads. I think the production can be increased by another [-]%."

Yin Qi Beads are the biggest trade commodity between Space City and the Jiuyou Clan. This kind of thing is comparable to a daily tonic for the Jiuyou Clan, and it is something that every Jiuyou Clan needs.

When King Jiuyou heard that he could improve by [-]%, he immediately felt happy, and waved his scepter to greet the guards: "Send down the order to treat the city lord with the best food, and my singer group is also called...uh...."

King Jiuyou was excited when he spoke, but his body drifted away like smoke. When he realized the situation, he was completely illusory. The change was so fast that he didn't even have a chance to say his last words.

In such a weird situation, the guard didn't show any nervous expression. Instead, he walked to the throne and took out an extra-long horn and blew it.

After the horn blew, a voice like a radio broadcast spread throughout the entire Beast Bone City: "The king has passed away. According to the agreement of all clans, a new war of princes and kings is about to begin."

No way, King Jiuyou just belched like that!
Jiang Yeming looked at the throne suspiciously. He felt that something on the throne had been absorbing King Jiuyou's power. It wasn't until the moment King Jiuyou passed away that feeling disappeared.

Recalling the previous memory of the animal bones, Jiang Yeming suddenly realized that this is the life curse of the magic bottle of wishing. Even the Jiuyou clan who became soul-like life will not be spared. It seems that the treasure is hidden in the throne.

But now that King Jiuyou had just passed away, there was no one in charge to negotiate the purchase of the magic bottle, which made Jiang Yeming feel a little tricky.

Just when he was thinking about sneaking in here to steal secret treasures while the Jiuyou Clan was resting, a weak voice fluctuated in his ears.

"Take me out, I can give you everything you want."

Jiang Yeming raised his head, and with a little investigation, he knew it was from the throne.

His mind was focused, it might be from that weird magic bottle, it was inducing himself, he quickly cast various protective spells, and his body was suddenly surrounded by colorful lights.

After making sure everything was safe, Jiang Yeming began to reply with his divine sense.

"what are you?"

The weak voice replied with excitement: "Finally someone is willing to respond to me. I am the Wishing Dragon, from the Holy Spring Dragon Kingdom in the fourth dimension. As long as you fulfill a thousand wishes, I will be able to return home."

Jiang Yeming was slightly taken aback, there was no scheming in what the magic bottle said, and he didn't know if it was a deliberate disguise.

He asked again, "Why do you want to fulfill a thousand wishes?"

"Because this is a damn graduation examination, my test questions were changed by other bastards. Only by fulfilling a thousand wishes for the wisher can I return to my own world."

After listening to the magic bottle, Jiang Yeming vaguely understood something. The wishing magic bottle itself consumes vitality. Generally, the holder will only make a few wishes before losing the magic bottle, but now this thing needs to make a thousand wishes to leave.

On the surface, it seems that the wisher has received great benefits, but in fact, the magic bottle of wishing can fulfill all kinds of dreams, but the only thing that cannot replenish the vitality consumed by the wishing.

In this way, the wishing magic bottle becomes a big killer. As the number of wishes increases, the holders will be killed one by one without knowing it.

Okay, so it turns out to be such a tricky thing,

No wonder it was able to suck up the entire tribe of Shen Tianhou.

It's no wonder that every Jiuyou king can't live for ten years, and they are still flocking to it.

As the saying goes, keep wishing and keep feeling cool, until it turns into a bone stick.