Although the man who was rescued by Jian Chen was not dead yet, he had reached the verge of dying. He could not find any good medicine to heal him in this small mountain village in the poor mountain. Therefore, Jian Chen can only save his life with the holy power of light.

Under the treatment of the Holy Power of Light, this person finally escaped from the summoning of King Yama, and the severe injuries in his body quickly stabilized. Just as his injuries had just stabilized, Jian Chen also stopped the treatment of the Holy Power of Light. He did not want to reveal his identity as the Holy Power of Light, so it was impossible to completely heal the injuries in this person's body at one time.

Standing in front of the bed, Jian Chen carefully looked at the person who was rescued by himself. He saw that the man was wearing a blue cloth dress. Judging from his appearance, he was about twenty-seven or eight years old. He was a handsome young man.

At this time, the young man's closed eyes slowly opened, and his eyes looked around in confusion. Finally, his eyes fell on Jian Chen for a while, and the confused eyes gradually returned to some clarity.

"Did you save me?" the young man looked at Jian Chen and asked in a very weak tone.

Jian Chen nodded slightly and said, "Yes, I saved you."

"Thank you, my benefactor's life-saving grace, I will repay you in the future." The young man's tone was full of gratitude.

Jian Chen smiled slightly and said, "Stop talking about this now. Let's talk about it if you repay me or not, because I have been saved by someone, and we both have some similarities."

After hearing this, a gentle smile appeared on the young man's face and said, "In Xiamingdong, I don't know what the benefactor should call him."

Jian Chen sat down in front of the window with a stool, and smiled faintly, "Just call me Jian Chen, you can do it. You don't need to call me any more, any benefactor."

"Your injuries are very serious. If I hadn't rescued you from the mountain and used good healing medicine to stabilize your injuries, I'm afraid you would have to die for only half a day at most."

Hearing this, an extremely strong hatred emerged in Mingdong's eyes, and he said gritting his teeth: "I will make them pay the price sooner or later."

Jian Chen sat in front of the bed, staring at Mingdong with a little interest in his eyes, pointed at the ferocious wounds on his body, and said, "Are these injuries caused by your enemies?"

"No!" Mingdong shook his head and said, "I had discovered a fourth-level monster that was severely damaged. It had reached the verge of dying. In the end, I tried some effort to kill it. However, when I just took out the magic core, I was discovered by a group of mercenaries, and then they snatched it. If it were any of them, I would naturally not be afraid. Unfortunately, they relied on the large number of people and severely injured me, but even my space belt was snatched away by them. In the end, I almost fought my life to escape from their hands. Otherwise, I would probably not have lived until now."

After hearing this, Jian Chen sighed secretly. Like the things that Mingdong encountered, they are common in the Tianyuan Continent and happen almost every day. This is a world where the strong are respected. Strength is very important. If you do not have enough strength, it will be almost difficult to survive on the Tianyuan Continent. Even if you have always been a low-key person, you may not be able to live a safe and stable life without offending anyone, because some troubles come from the sky and are not something you can avoid just by trying to avoid.

Afterwards, Jian Chen and Mingdong had some chats and were also concerned about Mingdong.

Gradually, I got some understanding. Mingdong was a child from the countryside, but fortunately, his cultivation talent was good and his diligence, so he had the strength of an intermediate saint at the age of 28. Such cultivation speed can be considered a top talent on the Tianyuan Continent.

Because he was used to living alone, he has been alone and a Maverick of a free mercenary. He is unwilling to join any mercenary group, thus being restricted by freedom.

Over the years, Mingdong has been constantly completing some mercenary missions and hunting some low-level monsters to obtain magic cores. Except for some of them used for money, the remaining magic cores are used for their own cultivation, so few of his strength among his classmates can surpass him.

After learning this information, Jian Chen's view of Mingdong in his heart couldn't help but improve a little. Not to mention anything else, just Mingdong can see his good fortune by hunting monsters alone, and his talent and hard work in cultivation. This is the most important part of the road to becoming a strong man. At this moment, Jian Chen couldn't help but love talent in his heart. He was almost certain that if Mingdong could train him well, he would definitely achieve something in the future.

After all, it is not something that anyone can do to have the strength of an intermediate saint at the age of twenty-eight, especially this person's strength is entirely achieved through his own hard work, not those children born in a large family, but geniuses made of countless treasures of heaven and earth.

With a complicated look at Mingdong lying on the bed with a pale face, Jian Chen hesitated for a while, and finally said, "Mingdong, I wonder if you are willing to join my mercenary group. After experiencing this, I believe you also understand that sometimes joining a team is not a bad thing."

After hearing this, Mingdong hesitated. He had already fallen in love with a free life alone. He was really unwilling to join any mercenary group and was bound. Otherwise, with his strength, he would have been able to easily join some mercenary groups with strong strength.

Lying on the bed, hesitating for a while, when Mingdong thought that his life was saved by Jian Chen, he had to go against his nature. Finally, he made up his mind and said, "Since Brother Jian Chen doesn't dislike it, then I, Ming Dong, will join your mercenary group."

After hearing this, Jian Chen also showed a happy smile on his face and laughed: "Okay, Mingdong, with your joining, our mercenary group will be stronger. In time, I must make our mercenary group the first mercenary group in the Tianyuan Continent." When he said this, Jian Chen couldn't help but recall a sentence that Uncle Kendall had said.

"My biggest wish is to make our Flame Mercenary Group the strongest mercenary group in Tianyuan Continent."

Now, Jian Chen has regarded Uncle Kent's wish as his own. He will replace Uncle Kent and make the Flame Mercenary Group the first mercenary group on Tianyuan Continent.

"By the way, I don't know what our mercenary group is now called, how many people are there, how strong is it, and who is the leader." Mingdong asked.

Jian Chen smiled slightly and said, "The name of our mercenary group is the Flame Mercenary Group. Originally, I was the only one in the group, but now with your joining, there are two people in our mercenary group. As for strength, I have the strength of a junior great master."
Chapter completed!