Ironwood Forest.
A third-tier forbidden land in the Upper Realm.
Because it produced trees as hard as iron internally, it gained the name ‘Ironwood Forest.’
Ironwood could be used to craft equipment, so even though there weren’t many precious natural treasures here, it still attracted quite a few martial artists to come harvest.
At this very moment.
Jun Changxiao led his disciples into Ironwood Forest.
Wailing wind sounds came through the air, as if representing the forbidden land crying.
“Hmm?”
The rogue cultivators coming and going discovered them, especially seeing the two characters ‘Eternal’ written above, immediately judging their identity from it.
“Why have people from the Eternal Sect come?”
“Could they be here for training?”
“I heard that recently burning down the Demon Fog Forest was done by this sect!”
Everyone discussed privately, subconsciously keeping their distance from them, afraid that accidentally provoking them would get them labeled with the shameful villain tag.
The routine of picking up a stone while out and it being a divine artifact, or inevitably encountering enemies while training in the wilds, didn’t apply to Jun Changxiao. Any passerby with a bit of intelligence would avoid him.
Of course.
Dog Leftover wasn’t the type to cause trouble for no reason.
Coming to Ironwood Forest this time was to bring his disciples for training, and incidentally obtain martial arts resources to console his deceased three values.
“Master Uncle.”
Xiao Zuiji stopped before a tree whose surface seemed plated with a layer of iron and said, “Is this ironwood?”
“Correct.”
Gu Zhaoxi nodded.
“Bang!”
Xiao Zuiji threw a punch. The ironwood merely shook and didn’t break, so he said in surprise, “This tree is so hard!”
Gu Zhaoxi said, “The older the ironwood, the stronger its own defense. So in the hands of a master craftsman, it becomes top-tier material for defensive equipment.”
“We can bring some back and have Hall Master Fan forge equipment.” Jun Changxiao stroked his chin.
Though the Forging Pavilion could forge weapons and equipment, it ultimately required materials and couldn’t mass-produce. If they used Upper Realm materials and had Fan Yezi forge them into equipment, it could undoubtedly better enhance their hardcore strength.
Always thinking about the sect—this Sect Master was doing it flawlessly.
Of course.
As a well-known dog-black reader surnamed Duo, he would definitely over-interpret again.
“Don’t just stand there.”
Jun Changxiao said, “Start harvesting.”
“Yes!”
Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, and the others received the order and brought out sharp sword implements, casually asking, “Sect Master, how much should we bring back?”
“Of course we’re taking it all.” Jun Changxiao said.
“Understood!”
Several people came to the ironwood Xiao Zuiji had discovered. In three or five moves, they chopped it down, then divided it into several sections and tossed them into their spatial rings. The entire process was crisp, neat, and fast.
Because they were on the forbidden land’s outer perimeter, this type of iron-hard tree wasn’t common. After searching most of a circuit, Li Qingyang and the others had only chopped four or five trees, so they could only proceed toward the deepest area.
However.
They encountered trouble during the chopping process.
Because the older and better quality ironwood would have accompanying ironclad demon beasts.
“Clang!”
Li Qingyang swung his sword to slash, immediately sparking sparks.
Gu Zhaoxi said, “This type of demon beast that feeds on ironwood has extremely strong defense, and the ironclad on their bodies is also very suitable for making equipment!”
“Then let’s take them along too.”
Since they’d come to a treasure mountain, they naturally had to take everything they could.
Thus, while chopping ironwood, Li Qingyang also gained an additional task of hunting ironclad demon beasts.
“Die!”
“Whoosh whoosh—”
Unrivaled power erupted from the Sky Piercer Halberd. In an area where ironwood gathered, dozens of ironclad demon beasts were all cut in half at the waist. The scene was extremely brutal and bloody.
“Swish!”
Su Xiaomo stretched out his two long legs, collecting the ironclad scattered on the ground into his spatial ring at the fastest speed.
Li Qingyang and Xiao Zuiji were responsible for chopping ironwood, while he and Ye Xingchen were responsible for dealing with demon beasts. Because the division of labor was clear, the resource collection was very efficient. In a short time, they’d made great gains.
The various martial artists who’d followed them in were immediately dumbfounded.
At this chopping and hunting speed, if it continued for a while, Ironwood Forest would definitely cease to exist!
“Too terrifying!”
“This is simply a merciless great sweep!”
“Could Ironwood Forest also follow in Demon Fog Forest’s footsteps?”
No good, no good.
We can’t fall behind either. We must take the opportunity to chop a few more ironwood trees, otherwise there won’t be a chance later!
Because the Eternal Sect disciples were frantically chopping and attracting large numbers of ironclad demon beasts, the martial artists immediately grew bolder.
“Everyone.”
Jun Changxiao said flatly, “The ironwood here belongs to my Eternal Sect. Whoever dares take a single tree, I’ll go to their home to mooch meals tomorrow.”
The disciples were pulling aggro in front while you’re picking up loot in the back—there’s no such good deal under heaven.
“Whoosh!”
Powerful aura instantly erupted, startling the various martial artists until they shivered.
Fine!
Your strength is greater, you have the say!
The various martial artists hurriedly abandoned thoughts of chopping ironwood, then transformed into the purest melon-eating crowd, watching the Eternal Sect disciples collect ironwood after ironwood into their spatial rings, their eyes full of envy, jealousy, and hatred.
“Roar!”
“Roar!”
Suddenly, earth-shaking roar sounds came from deep in the mountain forest. A super-sized ironclad demon beast gradually stood upright like a thousand-year turtle.
“Demon King!”
“Didn’t the Realm Hall seal this guy!”
The various martial artists’ gazes flashed with shock, then without looking back they turned and fled!
With their strength, dealing with a few ironclad demon beasts was already very difficult, let alone facing an Ironclad Demon King. So fleeing was truly the wise choice.
“Old brother.”
Gu Zhaoxi said, “Something’s not right.”
He’d naturally heard about Ironwood Forest sealing a Demon King. Now it suddenly and unexpectedly appeared—this was somewhat abnormal.
Jun Changxiao’s gaze gradually grew cold.
The Ironclad Demon King’s appearance made him think of Demon Fog Forest’s Demon King, so he thought to himself, “Someone’s playing tricks in the shadows again?”
…
Another area of Ironwood Forest.
“Whoosh!”
The flowing light gradually dissipated. Jin Hao walked out from within.
“This third-tier forbidden land’s Demon King may not necessarily bring that guy a fatal threat, but should be able to create some trouble.” The corner of his mouth slightly rose, showing a punchable smile.
Just now, the area shrouded in flowing light was the place sealing the Demon King. Now the latter had suddenly appeared—it definitely couldn’t be unrelated to Jin Hao.
In other words, the Demon Fog Demon King’s sudden appearance in Demon Fog Forest was also his doing, otherwise he wouldn’t be so practiced.
“Jun Changxiao.”
Jin Hao jumped onto the war chariot and crossed his legs, “Though you have Tonggu Zhenren as backing, if I want to kill you, there are actually many methods.”
“Is that so?”
Suddenly, a voice came from behind.
The smile on Jin Hao’s face slightly froze, then he turned to look and discovered that detestable guy walking over step by step.
“Discovered?” He said unconcernedly.
Jun Changxiao stopped several zhang away from the war chariot, shook his head, and said, “I originally thought the one shadowing my Eternal Sect was Empress Ling Yao. I didn’t expect it to be you, this defeated opponent.”
The four words ‘defeated opponent’ deeply stimulated Jin Hao. His face twisted as he said, “Boy, you’re merely relying on a supreme treasure. Without that thing, you’re not even worth a dog in front of me.”
“Idiot!”
An angry voice came from the other side, “Keep your mouth clean, you bastard!”
“Hmm?”
Jin Hao turned his head to look and found a youth around twelve or thirteen years old had appeared on the right side. He sneered coldly, “A little brat without even hair grown—you dare call yourself grandpa?”
“Old brother.”
Gu Zhaoxi’s face darkened, “This guy is very punchable!”
“Crack crack crack!”
Jun Changxiao rotated his arms and head, communicating with the Stone Statue Clan bloodline within his body. His skin gradually turned to stone as he said, “Since he’s punchable, today we brothers will beat him to death!”
“Good!”
Gu Zhaoxi clenched his fist, “When brothers unite, their strength can cut through metal!”
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