The Mark III Dark Destroyer forged from Heavenly Spirit Refined Ore had its overall defensive strength greatly enhanced. Combined with the newly researched formation system and Dao Stones as power sources, after multiple tests, its combat capability was comparable to an Eight-Revolution Core Formation Realm cultivator.

Setting down the evaluation report, Sect Master Jun smiled.

Although this level couldn’t face the Ten Great Immortal Sects, if they could mass-produce them in the future and form an army-scale force, they would absolutely be invincible in battle, unstoppable in attack!

“Very unfortunate.”

The System threw cold water: “Not enough ore.”

There were only a hundred tons of Heavenly Spirit Refined Ore, and half had to be allocated for battle armor. The Mark III Dark Destroyer was destined to have limited production.

Jun Changxiao said, “When I later travel through the upper cosmos, will I be afraid of not finding ore?”

The quest reward items were mostly stolen from other places anyway, so he firmly believed that in the vast universe, nothing was impossible—the only thing lacking was for him to discover and mine them.

“Fine.”

The System said, “So the host is planning to change careers to become an interstellar bandit?”

“Not at all.”

Jun Changxiao said proudly, “I have my own principles. Ownerless things can be taken, owned things can be traded!”

In the vast cosmos, many plane warriors lacked the ability to leave their homelands. With the Eternal’s ability to traverse between them, he could be a merchant trader—for instance… using pills from the Pill Pavilion to exchange for various martial dao resources.

Honestly.

It was a money-making path!

Moreover, each plane had unique heavenly dao systems, nurturing different martial dao resources. Perhaps some places had abundant Heavenly Spirit Refined Ore.

Of course, the ultimate goal of everything was to give himself and the sect absolute strength, until the day when they could march on the Star Spirit Realm!

Jun Changxiao bore a grudge against this plane not because it had invaded the Upper Realm, but because it had invaded the Star Meteor Continent. If he hadn’t borrowed the Eternal to arrive in time and resolve the disaster, the world he’d lived in would no longer exist.

A blood feud, irreconcilable.

Gou Sheng was petty.

The Star Spirit Realm had attempted to harm relatives in the Star Meteor Continent—sooner or later he would leave the Upper Realm and attack them.

Don’t rush.

It would come soon.

Because here in the Upper Realm, he already had the capital to contend with the Ten Great Immortal Sects. As long as he perfectly resolved matters here and successfully completed the main quest, the wandering sect’s journey would officially begin.

……

The Formation Hall and Casting Hall were exhausted like dogs, but the sect disciples weren’t idle either. Beyond cultivation, they never forgot to do sect missions, constantly providing Jun Changxiao with the three values income.

However.

On what seemed like the most ordinary day, something bad happened.

Several outer sect disciples who went out on a mission had a verbal conflict with a group of warriors in a certain forbidden land, which then escalated into a full brawl.

“Xingchen.”

After receiving the news, Jun Changxiao instructed, “You go over and take a look.”

“Yes!”

Ye Xingchen received the order and quickly departed.

Conflicts were inevitable when traveling the martial world. Casually sending a disciple to handle it who had Truth-Seeking Realm cultivation—this was honestly a bit… excessive!

……

“Boom—”

Outside a certain forbidden land, powerful energy fluctuations stirred up billowing dust.

“Thud!”

A brocade-robed warrior collapsed like mud, his face beaten nearly into a pig’s head.

“Step!”

Ye Xingchen lifted his foot and stepped on the warrior’s head, saying coldly, “You trash dare look for trouble with my Eternal Sect?”

After arriving at the scene, this guy didn’t ask about reasons or right and wrong—he directly grabbed the warrior arguing with his fellow disciples and delivered a combo beatdown.

Two words: brutal and simple.

“Damn it!”

Several companions of the one being stepped on in the distance grew furious.

One of them retreated several steps, raised a tool similar to a tinderbox, then with a “bang” sound, a stream of light shot into the sky and transformed into brilliant fireworks.

One arrow through the clouds.

Thousands of troops and horses coming to meet?

“Tch.”

Ye Xingchen sneered, kicked the person under his foot away, crossed his arms, and prepared to quietly wait for the opponent’s reinforcements.

Having obtained the Demon Ancestor’s body and advanced in realm, he appeared even more coldly arrogant than before.

This.

Was the Night Emperor.

That man who in his previous life had spent several thousand years offending nearly all Nine Emperors, finally dying at the hands of his own fiancée!

“Kid!”

A warrior shouted angrily, “You’ve provoked big trouble!”

“Boom!”

As soon as the words fell, Ye Xingchen appeared before him, slapped him across the face, directly sending him flying dozens of zhang, saying indifferently, “Noisy.”

“Amazing!”

“So arrogant!”

“This person’s aura is strong, he should be a high-level member of the Eternal Sect, right?”

The scattered cultivators gathered outside the forbidden land discussed among themselves.

Ye Xingchen frowned.

These weak scattered cultivators all knew which sect he came from, but the several warriors looking for trouble, who clearly came from some force based on their clothing, hadn’t heard of the Eternal Sect?

Forced intelligence reduction?

Or… did they have very strong backing?

“Whoosh!”

“Whoosh!”

While thinking, streams of light shot from the distance, and when they hovered above the mountain forest, the light dispersed, revealing four elders with immortal bearing. They all wore earth-yellow robes with special tokens hanging at their waists, their imposing auras extraordinary.

“This is…”

A scattered cultivator exclaimed, “Tianhua Dao Sect!”

Ye Xingchen suddenly understood.

No wonder those beaten warriors had such tough attitudes—their backing was a Dao-rank sect.

“Elder Huang!”

The Tianhua Dao Sect disciples angrily pointed over: “These people snatched our Earth Response Stones and even beat up two senior brothers!”

“Bullshit!”

An outer sect disciple named Liu Baiwan roared, “We dug up the Earth Response Stones in the forbidden land first. You shamelessly insisted you discovered them first!”

So that was it.

Ye Xingchen understood the cause of the matter.

As a member of the Eternal Sect, he naturally believed his fellow disciples without reason, so he said indifferently, “Even if we did snatch them, so what?”

Surviving in the cruel martial dao world, if you couldn’t protect your own things.

One sentence summary: being weak was the original sin!

Ye Xingchen’s words provoked the four Tianhua Dao Sect experts. They appeared angry on the surface, but inwardly rejoiced.

The Eternal Sect was indeed very arrogant. Finding some excuse to create enmity—wasn’t that easy?

“Kid!”

The lead elder said coldly, “Since you snatched our sect’s items, naturally you must hand them over. Since you beat our sect’s disciples, naturally you must be punished.”

“Whoosh!”

He casually flicked his finger, and True Spirit radiance shot forth.

The best way to cause trouble was to escalate the conflict. Injuring this kid should be enough to alarm Jun Changxiao.

Other sects were all avoiding the Eternal Sect, fearing they might accidentally provoke them, but Tianhua Dao Sect, having orders, had to offend them as much as possible to develop the situation to an uncontrollable degree.

Otherwise.

How would the Ten Great Immortal Sects make their appearance?

“Boom!”

A palm print materialized and the radiance exploded.

Ye Xingchen withdrew his palm, disdainfully saying, “Those who would punish this lord haven’t been born yet.”

The several Tianhua Dao Sect experts’ expressions changed slightly.

This kid’s emanating aura was only at Core Formation Realm level—why could he easily break Elder Huang’s Tianhua Finger?

Because, whether Ye Xingchen or the Eternal Sect outer disciples, all practiced the Concealment Technique, and moreover preferred to constantly circulate it, preventing others from discerning their true realm.

“Heh.”

Elder Huang sneered and said, “No wonder you’re so arrogant—turns out you have some ability.”

“Whoosh whoosh!”

As he spoke, his robe rose without wind, True Spirit power erupted vigorously, revealing his lower-tier Truth-Seeking Realm cultivation.

Ye Xingchen said indifferently, “You four better attack together.”

“Arrogant brat!”

Elder Huang pushed both palms toward the void, True Spirit power surged forth roaring, seemingly transforming into countless roaring demon beasts pressing forward. The powerful imposing aura wildly spread, instantly shattering surrounding rocks and trees.

“Swish!”

Ye Xingchen’s left hand was behind his back, his right hand lightly raised. Ripples like water waves spread out, instantly striking out dozens of Heaven-Crossing Palm prints.

This technique’s execution was seamless!

“Boom boom boom!”

“Boom boom boom boom!”

In an instant, the overwhelming power like a beast horde was completely broken.

Ye Xingchen stood proudly in place, his gaze lazily looking toward the other three hovering in the air: “If you don’t make your move, this old fellow will be in trouble.”

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