“Ding! Host consumed 2000 contribution points to obtain Magically Modified Field Artillery ×1, already transmitted to spatial ring.”
“Ding! Sect Contribution Points: 2544/5000!”
Jun Changxiao’s mind stirred as he summoned out the purchased field artillery.
The cannon barrel was very long, with two wheels.
The tail extending out was pressed tightly against the ground—clearly designed to reduce recoil.
The tail pressed against the ground should reduce recoil.
This magically modified field artillery’s appearance was identical to the Italian cannons in TV dramas.
At the bottom of the cannon platform was a fist-sized recess, apparently where cannonballs were gathered.
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao took out a high first-rank crystal core and drew the internal energy into the recess. The gray cannonball icon began to light up.
However, after all the energy was transmitted, the cannonball icon was only one-third lit.
“Damn.”
Jun Changxiao’s mouth twitched: “Gathering one cannonball requires three cores?”
“Greater power requires greater consumption.” The System said.
“Fine.”
Jun Changxiao said: “I hope it doesn’t disappoint me.”
He took out two more crystal cores. Only after completely transmitting them did he successfully charge one cannonball.
The cannon platform had two cannonball icons, representing a capacity of two cannonballs.
Jun Changxiao was eager to test its power and didn’t charge the second cannonball. He summoned Xiao Zuiji and the others and directly pushed it to the back mountain.
Whenever he bought a new gun, he would come here to test it. It had essentially become a shooting range.
“Sect Leader.”
Xiao Zuiji asked curiously: “Is this a gun?”
“Good heavens!”
Su Xiaomo had also come. He circled the field artillery once and exclaimed: “The barrel is so big, the power must be incredibly terrifying!”
After calibrating, Jun Changxiao locked onto a distant small mountain peak, clapped his hands and said: “You’ll know after firing one shot.”
“May this disciple?”
Su Xiaomo’s eyes immediately burned with enthusiasm.
“You may.”
Jun Changxiao said: “Go ahead.”
Su Xiaomo walked over beaming with joy and stood before the field artillery: “Sect Leader, how do I use it?”
Jun Changxiao said: “Press the red button.”
While saying this, he had already retreated several hundred meters away.
Having been blasted into trees multiple times before, Xiao Zuiji also kept his distance!
Su Xiaomo hadn’t realized anything. He focused entirely on the field artillery, then rubbed his hands together and directly pressed the rather conspicuous red button.
BOOM——
A tremendously powerful explosive sound suddenly rang out across the peaceful Tiegu Sect, shaking the ground and buildings!
Because the sound was excessively loud, birds in the distance were shocked into falling to the ground, and animals were frightened, their eyes full of terror as they scattered in all directions.
“What’s happening!”
The disciples whose ears were buzzing with noise all looked toward the back mountain in shock. They saw billowing white smoke rising into the mid-air in the distance, gradually gathering into a mushroom shape.
“Go!”
“Let’s look!”
Everyone rushed toward the back mountain. Upon entering, they immediately spotted the field artillery with thick smoke spewing from its barrel.
The Sect Leader and Senior Brother Xiao stood in the distance.
Both now looked completely dumbfounded because they were too close and the cannon sound had made their ears ring violently!
Someone exclaimed: “Senior Brother Su has collapsed!”
Su Xiaomo was currently lying on the grass beside the field artillery, foaming at the mouth, his entire body convulsing violently.
Just moments ago he was beaming with joy, and now he looked like this—the contrast was too great!
Of course.
Su Xiaomo wasn’t shocked by the recoil, but by the cannon’s sound!
How tragic!
“Quick! Quick! Carry him to the Medicine Hall for emergency treatment!”
The disciples swarmed forward, hoisted up Su Xiaomo, and ran madly toward the Medicine Hall.
“Sect Leader.”
Li Qingyang’s mouth twitched: “What happened to Junior Brother Su?”
Having just adapted from the cannon sound, Jun Changxiao turned his ear sideways and shouted: “What did you say?”
He was temporarily deafened by the shock!
Not just him.
Xiao Zuiji was also deaf.
This condition lasted for most of the day. When disciples spoke with them, they had to shout at the top of their lungs!
Of course, the field artillery’s power was still incredibly terrifying. The mountain peak forty li away was not only blasted to pieces but also had a circular crater several hundred zhang deep blasted into it!
This wasn’t a cannon.
This was practically comparable to a missile!
Jun Changxiao, after his ears recovered, stood at the crater’s edge, grinning: “What’s there to fear from Zhenyang Commandery now!”
He had absolute confidence that one shot would definitely scare the Zhenyang Commandery army into wetting their pants, if not kill many!
The field artillery had tremendous power, but its disadvantage was also obvious—the noise was too great. If set up in the city, the cannon sound could shock ordinary people without cultivation until they vomited blood.
“It can be used to intimidate enemies. Unless absolutely necessary, it’s better to use it sparingly.”
Jun Changxiao murmured.
……
With the tremendously powerful field artillery, Sect Leader Jun, who had been worrying about how to face Zhenyang Commandery, immediately relaxed.
Brother has an Italian cannon in hand—come at me!
After his routine cultivation, Sect Leader Jun returned to his study and discovered Little Dragon was still sleeping. This confirmed that the little guy had entered his second hibernation.
“Wonder what changes there’ll be when he wakes up this time?”
After his first hibernation, his body had grown considerably, and he could activate combat form, directly dominating second-rank Wuwang Jiang Xie. Jun Changxiao greatly anticipated Little Dragon’s second awakening.
Swish!
He opened the shop again.
Jun Changxiao continued browsing.
This refresh, his luck wasn’t too good.
The only truly useful item was the Italian cannon. There were no martial techniques, equipment, or formula-type items.
The System said helplessly: “Giving you a tremendously powerful field artillery that can help Host confidently fight Zhenyang Commandery’s army head-on—and you still say your luck isn’t too good?”
Jun Changxiao ignored him and continued scrolling down until he saw the last item, and his eyes brightened.
It was a very ordinary-looking burlap sack with the five characters “Soldier-Summoning Universe Bag” written below.
Click on the introduction—
Item: Soldier-Summoning Universe Bag.
Introduction: A special summoning treasure. Inside are spirit beans that, when used, can scatter beans to form soldiers.
Advantages: Contains one hundred thousand spirit beans inside. Not only can they transform into soldiers, they can also be boiled, stewed, or stir-fried and eaten—the taste is superb!
Disadvantages: Spirit beans transform into soldiers. If casualties occur, once used, there’s one less.
Price: 1000 contribution points.
Grade: Saint-grade high-tier.
Jun Changxiao exclaimed: “This seems quite good too!”
“More than quite good.”
The System said: “It’s simply custom-made for Host’s current dangerous situation!”
Jun Changxiao’s biggest current trouble was Zhenyang Commandery and two fourth-rate sects. Xi Jingxuan bringing people to help could resolve the sect forces, but couldn’t contend with a behemoth like Zhenyang Commandery.
Now with the field artillery and Soldier-Summoning Universe Bag, he could definitely use them to fight them toe-to-toe!
As for the introduction mentioning various ways to eat spirit beans—unless his brain was kicked by a donkey, he absolutely wouldn’t try it!
Buy!
Sect Leader Jun spent 1000 contribution points to purchase the Soldier-Summoning Universe Bag.
Then he opened the purchased items shop and spent 500 contribution points to buy five AK47s that had reached their cooldown period.
Guns had difficulty causing substantial harm to high-level experts, but equipping disciples with them to fight Zhenyang Commandery’s army would still be very effective!
“Out of contribution points again.”
Looking at the remaining thousand-plus points, Sect Leader Jun immediately felt insecure.
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