“Boom!”
From deep within the cliff, a deafening roar suddenly rang out. Then a figure wearing Boundary Hall attire crashed into the stone wall and was buried by the collapsing rubble.
A bare-chested youth retracted his fist, casually brushing both hands up over his forehead, “Sending some random bird to kill this great lord—truly wishful thinking.”
Though this boy was only twelve or thirteen years old, the aura emanating from his entire being was extremely powerful. Instantly killing an Eighth Revolution Core Formation cultivator was the best proof.
“Having returned from this cycle of reincarnation, my strength has greatly increased.”
The youth coldly raised his head, “Boundary Hall, your nightmare begins now!”
“Swish! Swish! Swish!”
Just then, several black-robed figures with considerable cultivation flew from afar, then knelt respectfully on one knee, saying in unison, “We welcome our Lord’s return!”
The youth said, “During my absence, were you bullied by the Boundary Hall?”
“Reporting to our Lord.”
A black-robed figure said, “We hid very well and weren’t discovered by the Boundary Hall.”
The youth shook his head, his gaze gradually turning cold, “Now that this great lord has returned, you need not hide anymore.”
Everyone’s eyes burned with fervor.
These years, without their leader, they’d completely lost direction. Now that the lighthouse was lit again, it could surely point them toward the right path!
“My Lord.”
Someone said, “During your imprisonment, the Grave Moon Pavilion sent letters hoping to join forces against the Boundary Hall.”
“Grave Moon Pavilion?”
The youth sneered, “Are they worthy of joining forces with this great lord?”
“My Lord, this Grave Moon Pavilion has fought the Boundary Hall for thousands of years. Their strength is unfathomable. This subordinate believes we can ally with them.” that person said.
“You believe?”
The youth turned his face, coldly saying, “Then what use am I as your boss?”
The black-robed figure hastily bowed, “This subordinate meant no offense!”
The youth lightly jumped onto a boulder before him, shaking his somewhat stiff arms. On his exposed back, gaudy tattoos gradually emerged, “These forces hiding in the shadows—this great lord completely distrusts them.”
“Oh right!”
He slapped his forehead, “I can trust Big Brother!”
Big Brother?
The subordinates were stunned.
Their Lord’s age in the Upper Realm wasn’t small, yet he addressed someone as Big Brother. That person must be no ordinary individual!
“What a pity.”
The youth shook his head again, “I’ve only been reincarnated for over ten years. Big Brother should still be struggling in the Lower Realm.”
At these words, the subordinates’ eyes widened.
They gleaned extremely important information from their Lord’s mutterings. The ‘Big Brother’ he spoke of was in the Lower Realm—how strong could he be!
“My Lord.”
A black-robed figure gathered courage, “This Big Brother of yours—who is he?”
“Well…”
The youth rubbed his temples, quite puzzled, “Strange. I only remember having such a loyal brother, but I’ve completely forgotten his name and appearance!”
“…”
The subordinates’ mouths twitched.
As expected, their Lord still had his old problem—losing a small portion of memory habitually after each reincarnation.
“Won’t think about it.”
The youth said, “In any case, this Big Brother of mine is very strong. If you meet him in the future, you must be respectful.”
The subordinates felt even more desperate.
Don’t know his name, don’t know his appearance.
Even if they came face to face later, they wouldn’t recognize him—how could they be respectful?
After briefly conversing with the black-robed figures, the youth left the cliff area.
Without much explanation needed, readers can probably guess this person was the tattooed man who single-mindedly sought death at the Star Fortress years ago. As for Big Brother, it was undoubtedly Jun Changxiao, since the two were life-and-death brothers.
Unfortunately, due to memory loss from reincarnation, he couldn’t recall Dog Leftover’s name or appearance. Whether the two would meet again depended on how the plot developed.
Much later.
The Boundary Hall expert who’d been playing dead buried in rubble crawled out enduring his injuries, thinking: “This rebel has reincarnated again. Must… quickly notify the Boundary Hall, and… Big Brother’s identity is certainly not simple either…”
Having tracked the youth for a long time, he understood the other’s proud character—always treating others as little brothers and himself as the great lord. To address someone as Big Brother, that person’s strength must be extraordinary.
…
Boundary Hall.
After several high-ranking officials received the news, they immediately discussed it with grave expressions. One angrily said, “That fellow still managed to reincarnate!”
“This person is extremely dangerous. We must capture him quickly before he grows beyond our control.”
“Grave Moon Pavilion actually has contact with him. If both sides form an alliance, it will certainly bring considerable trouble to the Boundary Hall and even the entire Upper Realm.”
“There’s also Big Brother. To be sworn brothers with that fellow, he’s probably also a dangerous character. We need to quickly identify him so we can respond in time.”
Big Brother.
Was destined for bad luck.
…
The camera turned to the unlucky… turned to Jun Changxiao’s perspective.
At this moment, he walked while studying the manual. Though he’d gained considerable alchemy knowledge, calling himself a master was still a hundred thousand miles away.
If he went to other small-scale alchemy organizations to randomly boast, Dog Leftover might pull it off, but what was the Alchemy Hall? The Upper Realm’s most authoritative alchemy institution, surely filled with experts.
“No way, no way.”
Jun Changxiao despaired, “I definitely can’t out-boast them!”
“Stop trying so hard.”
The system said, “Find a way to cheat instead.”
“Sigh.”
Jun Changxiao shook his head, immediately opening the Basic Shop and using all four remaining refreshes. The result—not a single alchemy-related item appeared. He despaired, “But I’m a VIP!”
“It’s not an annual subscription.” the system quipped.
“…”
“Wait a moment!”
Suddenly, Jun Changxiao stopped, his gaze locking onto the last item in the shop, “Bluffing Garment?”
What caught his attention was that this was actually a prestige equipment item, and because it cost exactly 500, it had automatically unlocked and was available for purchase.
Clicking on the description—
Item: Bluffing Garment.
Description: Clothing that can fake powerful aura.
Advantage: Can freely switch between martial dao, alchemy dao, formation dao and other aspects, thereby gaining an imposing aura that makes people tremble in awe!
Disadvantage: If encountering extremely strong individuals, there’s a high probability of being seen through. Use with caution.
Price: 500 prestige points.
The system said, “The item host wanted just appeared, didn’t it!”
“Damn!”
Jun Changxiao despaired, “I worked hard to earn 500 prestige points, and I have to spend it all on an item that only bluffs?”
“This item can not only boost alchemy dao but also martial dao aura. When host goes out and meets strong opponents in the future, you can take it out to bluff—maybe you’ll intimidate them?” the system said.
“Makes sense.”
Jun Changxiao fell into brief silence.
The system added, “Two years ago, when the various clans surrounded Eternal Sect, your master Daoren Tonggu appeared and pressured the Lingwei True Sect’s Sect Master until he could barely breathe—that was aura!”
“If I wear this prestige garment, can I gain that kind of powerful presence like my master?” Jun Changxiao’s eyes lit up.
The system hastily said, “I’m only guessing. Whether it can achieve that effect, you’ll only know by using it!”
“…”
After hesitating briefly, Jun Changxiao gritted his teeth, “Buying it!”
“Ding! Host spent 500 prestige points, obtained Bluffing Garment ×1, delivered to spatial ring.”
“Ding! Sect Prestige: 0.”
Prestige equipment had one advantage—only prestige points were needed to purchase. So the collapsed contribution value system would gradually and gloriously exit the stage of history.
Therefore.
Please bow three times.
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