Two thousand martial artists entered the Planar Battlefield, having already made their resolution to face death with equanimity.
However, entering through the bronze gate, they saw paved blue stone roads, orderly arranged building complexes, and Eternal Ages Sect disciples. Each stood rooted to the spot as if struck by lightning.
At this very moment, they desperately wanted to loudly ask: what on earth was going on!
And Jun Changxiao!
This fellow had clearly been speaking with them just moments ago, hadn’t followed through the planar gate, yet appeared before them!
Jun Dog Sheng leaned back tactically, hands clasped together: “Everyone must be very confused right now. Next, Jun will provide a detailed explanation.”
The crowd hurriedly pricked up their ears.
“The matter’s origin traces back to my Eternal Ages Sect’s inheritance from ancient times, accidentally obtaining a treasure that could enter the Planar Battlefield ahead of time,” Jun Changxiao began.
“Yep.”
The system said: “Bragging again!”
City Lord Han calmed down: “Sect Master Jun means your esteemed sect relied on this treasure to enter the Planar Battlefield early?”
“Correct.”
Jun Changxiao said: “We’ve been here nearly two years now.”
“…”
The experts’ mouths twitched slightly.
If in Xingyun Continent Jun Changxiao said this, they wouldn’t believe it even unto death. But now they had to believe, because they truly couldn’t explain how the other party entered one step ahead.
“When Jun first arrived, the Xingyun Continent base was only a few zhang in area. Now it’s infinitely close to town-scale—all fought for by my Eternal Ages Sect,” Jun Changxiao said.
“…”
This statement made the martial artists skeptical.
They could accept the Eternal Ages Sect sneaking in with a treasure, but having the strength to expand territory in the Planar Battlefield!
Moreover, according to the Grand Priest, killing planar martial artists only increased area slightly. Based on the current regional scope, calculating by headcount, how many would need to be killed to achieve this!
Wait!
Wasn’t the Planar Battlefield entry requirement Martial Emperor cultivation?
The martial artists suddenly awakened, carefully examining the dozens of disciples standing proudly behind Jun Changxiao, exclaiming in unison: “All Martial Emperors?!”
“Everyone.”
Jun Dog Sheng smiled: “Please look up.”
Look up?
The crowd was puzzled but subconsciously raised their heads, seeing seven mountains suspended in crisscross formation. Eyes widened, mouths fell open.
Seeing their expressions, Jun Changxiao felt somewhat smug.
Spending heavily to create suspended mountains—wasn’t it precisely for showing off? Today, with Xingyun Continent martial artists shocked by his masterpiece, the showing-off sensation definitely exploded!
“Everyone.”
Jun Changxiao said: “Every inch of land in the Xingyun Continent base was fought for by my Eternal Ages Sect. Every tile on the buildings was also stacked by my Eternal Ages Sect. Charging you spirit stones isn’t excessive, right?”
Not excessive—very reasonable!
“Sect Master Jun!”
However, a Martial Saint frowned: “Empty words carry no proof. How can we believe?”
Relying on a treasure to enter—they already believed. But claiming the base was fought for by his Eternal Ages Sect, they definitely strongly questioned it. After all, such a large area, such town-scale—definitely not achievable overnight.
“Your uncle!”
Jun Changxiao cursed inwardly.
He was quite troubled now—how exactly could he prove the base was fought for by himself?
If he’d known, he would have recorded everything with projection array formation from the construction’s beginning, then played it back for them.
“This old one believes.”
An expert said: “Before Sect Master Jun entered, the Xingyun Continent base already had this scale.”
“Bullshit!”
Jun Changxiao slapped the armrest, roaring: “This base was built through my Eternal Ages Sect’s blood and sweat, step by step. Otherwise, you’d have entered to find wasteland!”
“Sect Master!”
Li Qingyang hurriedly transmitted: “Stay calm! Stay calm!”
Having engaged the Planar Battlefield so many times, and due to fortune being surrounded and killed by tens of thousands of planar martial artists, even suffering tribulation lightning and battlefield ghost sanctions, to exchange for the Xingyun Continent base’s current scale—yet they questioned it. Jun Dog Sheng definitely couldn’t calm down.
“Everyone.”
Jun Changxiao said with a dark expression: “To leave the Planar Battlefield safely, you must pay one hundred thousand natural spirit stones. Those who don’t pay, don’t blame me for severing all ties!”
Angry.
Furious!
“Swoosh! Swoosh!”
Purple Lin Demon King and Ding Xingwang immediately flew down from the main peak, their auras beginning to erupt, seemingly ready to fight at any moment!
“Sect Master Jun!”
Mu Changhong said with firm resolve: “Mu believes the Xingyun Continent base was built by your esteemed sect!”
“Han also believes!” City Lord Han said.
The other martial artists didn’t take a stance, all considering whether this boy’s words were trustworthy.
Actually, whether they believed or not didn’t matter to Jun Changxiao. Since he’d done it, he didn’t care about gaining their recognition—just hand over the money.
“I.”
“Base Commander Jun Changxiao.”
“Pay up quickly!”
“Sect Master Jun.”
The elderly Martial Saint with immortal bearing said: “Can the Base Commander position be self-proclaimed?”
“What?”
Jun Changxiao stroked his chin: “You don’t recognize this lord?”
“It’s not that I don’t recognize you.”
“Rather, the Base Commander needs crowd nomination. Self-proclamation won’t work…”
“The Xingyun Continent population has reached above two thousand, meeting area requirements, officially classified as town-level. Hereby announced.”
Suddenly, a desolate, heavy voice rang through the heavens.
“Dear participants, with two thousand martial artists entering the base, automatically expanding considerably and meeting town-scale, it has gained Upper Realm recognition,” the female system said.
“I see.”
The desolate voice rang out again: “According to Upper Realm calculations, the martial cultivator named Jun Changxiao obtained a total of sixty-three thousand merit points, the most among Xingyun Continent martial artists. He is appointed as the first Base Commander. Hereby announced.”
“Holy crap!”
“Sixty-three thousand merit points!”
“That’s terrifying!”
Planar martial artists who heard the voice widened their eyes.
Many people were overjoyed to have three to five hundred merit points. One person obtaining sixty thousand merit points was absolutely unimaginable!
Of course, planar martial artists knew that fellow having so many merit points was definitely related to his previous insane killing spree!
Though the just-entered Xingyun Continent martial artists didn’t understand merit points, hearing Jun Changxiao appointed as first town-base Commander, their expressions became spectacular.
Especially that elderly Martial Saint with immortal bearing.
Just saying crowd nomination was needed, yet the Upper Realm directly appointed him—a perfect instant face-slap!
“Whoosh—”
Just then, a crimson light shot from the heavens, bypassing the seven suspended mountains to hover directly before Jun Changxiao. When the light dispersed, a gold-edged token appeared, engraved with the characters ‘Xingyun Continent Base Commander.’
City Lord Han and the others’ gazes filled with shock.
Though the token wasn’t large, it emanated an aura that made them tremble with fear. They couldn’t help thinking: “Could this object come from the Upper Realm?”
“Swoosh!”
Jun Changxiao raised his hand to grasp the token, saying lightly: “Now, does anyone still question?”
“…”
The crowd remained silent.
“Jun doesn’t like wasting words.” Jun Changxiao swept his gaze over everyone: “Pay up quickly!”
Possibly because he held the Xingyun Continent Base Commander token, this fellow’s words contained an authority that brooked no defiance.
“Of course.”
Jun Changxiao pointed upward: “Those who pay can not only return safely but also live up there, enjoying premium user experiences.”
“Sect Master Jun.”
An expert said with an ugly expression: “One hundred thousand natural spirit stones is truly a bit expensive. Can we give ten thousand?”
Jun Changxiao rested his hand on his leg, saying coldly: “Small business. No haggling.”