The next day.

Jun Changxiao walked out from the inner courtyard and was immediately stunned by the scene before him—the training ground was full of warriors, all quite strong!

They wore different attire, clearly not Star-Sea Alliance members.

Among them was the Chen family!

Only the Chen family head standing in the crowd currently looked somewhat frightened.

He’d heard about yesterday’s events. If he’d been present, he definitely would have dismembered that steward who insulted Alliance Master Gu’s son into eight pieces!

Without question.

Gu Tianxing’s weight in the Heaven-Crossing Realm was very significant.

Of course, Lord Gu wasn’t petty. Given yesterday’s situation, just apologizing without beheading the steward, he wouldn’t have pursued it further—as a top expert, how could he haggle with a weakling?

“What’s going on?”

Jun Changxiao stopped a passing servant, who said: “The major powers have come to pay respects to the Alliance Master.”

“Truly worthy of an existence comparable to a Realm Lord—what impressive grandeur!”

Just as Gou Sheng was muttering, Gu Tianxing walked out from the great hall with his son, smiling and cupping his fists: “Gu merely returned to check on friends and relatives. Why did you all make this long journey?”

“…”

Jun Changxiao was speechless.

You’re bringing your son along—clearly planning to collect gifts!

Indeed, many family bigwigs noticed Gu Chaoxi and, combined with what they’d heard yesterday, quickly determined this should be Alliance Master Gu’s beloved son. They thus effusively praised him with words before presenting their ‘meager gifts.’

Weapons and equipment.

Treasures and elixirs.

Spirit stones and crystal cores.

All sorts of chaotic resources were thrown at Gu Chaoxi.

This made Jun Changxiao terribly envious, secretly sighing: “Having an awesome dad really is different!”

“If I ever have a son in the future.”

“I’ll take him to familiar planes for a stroll—just collecting meeting gifts could make a fortune.”

The system said: “With the host’s shamelessness, he really could pull off something this shameless. Of course, it’s purely fantasy, because a eunuch having a son is simply ridiculous.”

…

The major powers visited and gave Gu Chaoxi quite a few gifts, which he naturally turned over entirely to the sect.

Actually, Gu Tianxing had built a good foundation for him from childhood—many heavenly materials and earthly treasures weren’t much use. As for equipment, once he got a bit older and stronger, he could just farm the Heavenly Might Secret Realm.

“Old Brother.”

Gu Chaoxi said: “Want to go out for a walk?”

“Let’s go.”

The two set out together.

The Star-Sea Alliance was located in the Star-Sea Mountain Range, with Star-Sea City nearby—it ranked high in the Heaven-Crossing Realm for both scale and population.

Jun Changxiao brought Gu Chaoxi into the city. Watching the scene of massive crowds, he couldn’t help sighing inwardly: “When will my Eternal Realm have such a lively city?”

The Eternal Realm had been developing quite well recently, with cities built one after another and various races coexisting peacefully. The only deficiency was overall strength being too weak, unable to compare with this kind of long-established major city.

Of course.

It was just a matter of time.

Relying on powerful heaven and earth attributes, overall strength would come up sooner or later.

Moreover, Jun Changxiao was still developing regardless of cost, still investing regardless of expense.

…

Because Star-Sea City was right outside the Star-Sea Alliance headquarters, the warriors within were relatively modest and courteous, appearing quite civilized and not so chaotic.

Gou Sheng and Gouwai wandered the main street for an hour or so, then came to a restaurant and ordered various delicacies and fine wines to taste.

“Someone’s having an arena match!”

Suddenly, a loud shout came from the street.

“Swish!”

In an instant, the lively street became deserted, everyone clearly having run off to watch the excitement.

Jun Changxiao said speechlessly: “Have they never seen a fight before?”

“Old Brother, want to take a look?”

“Let’s go.”

The two followed where everyone had gone and soon saw a square arena at the end of the street with two young men around twenty standing on it.

One carried a sword.

One held a blade.

Quite the heroic demeanor.

“Azure Abyss Sword, Cui Xingyuan!”

“Severing Horizontal Blade, Gui Yuhuan!”

“These two both registered for the Universe Sacred War—why are they suddenly on the arena?”

“Oh?”

Jun Changxiao cracked melon seeds while saying: “Universe Sacred War participants?”

He’d long heard Gu Tianxing mention this so-called Universe Sacred War and had considered having disciples participate, but wandering through the universe, there’d never been an opportunity to register.

More precisely.

He didn’t know where to register.

“Old Brother.” Gu Chaoxi’s gaze grew serious: “These two have formidable strength.”

“Mm.”

Jun Changxiao nodded: “Both reached peak Truth-Seeking Realm.”

“I heard from my dad that warriors participating in the Universe Sacred War cannot exceed three thousand years of age. For them to break through to this level, they’re truly first-rate geniuses.” Gu Chaoxi said.

Jun Changxiao said: “This world never lacks those with great fortune—there are often many terrifying geniuses.”

He had the system to cheat, allowing rapid growth.

But he firmly believed that in the vast universe, there must be existences even more awesome than himself—he just hadn’t encountered them yet.

Like the two young men currently on the platform, who hadn’t lived three thousand years yet had cultivation no less than elder generation experts who’d lived tens of thousands of years, having encountered who knows how many opportunities along their growth path.

“Therefore.”

Gu Chaoxi’s gaze burned with passion: “I’m increasingly looking forward to the Universe Sacred War ten years from now!”

The pursuit of martial dao was endless, so he hoped to continuously challenge himself.

“Sigh.”

Jun Changxiao shook his head: “I’m looking forward to it too, but unfortunately have no chance.”

Previously in Star Fall Continent, they’d held Sect Grand Competitions and Dragon-Tiger Contests, and even after going to the Upper Realm there were similar routines, but from beginning to end, Gou Sheng had been a spectator rather than personally participating.

As the protagonist of a book, especially a cultivation protagonist, not experiencing this kind of tournament plot made life incomplete.

Unfortunately.

Gou Sheng was a Sect Master.

More precisely.

When he transmigrated and inherited the Iron Bone Sect, his identity was destined to be extraordinary.

Those tournament plots belonging to ordinary protagonists, challenging from low levels all the way to high—they could apply to disciples, but not to him. Even if he went, he’d just sit in the spectator stand cheering them on.

“I really want to compete in a tournament!” Jun Changxiao thought.

The system said: “You don’t want to compete in tournaments, you want to use Sect Master level strength to beat up disciple-level participants! You just purely want to show off!”

…

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

On the arena, Cui Xingyuan and Gui Yuhuan began fighting.

One using sword, one using blade, their clashes sparked brilliantly with dazzling effects.

Jun Changxiao and Gu Chaoxi watched the entire battle, inwardly marveling: “These are definitely not ordinary peak Truth-Seeking Realm cultivators!”

“Second Senior Brother.”

Xiao Zuiji said: “They’re so strong!”

Before the match started, Jun Changxiao had summoned the core disciples out—after all, they were similar in age and could observe and learn.

“Hmph.”

Ye Xingchen looked completely disdainful.

The two on the arena fought more intensely, until half an hour later when Gui Yuhuan used a blade technique with explosive special effects to send Cui Xingyuan flying, declaring victory.

“Amazing!”

“That blade strike just now was truly terrifying!”

Everyone discussed.

“You’re too kind.”

Gui Yuhuan sheathed his blade and turned to leave the platform.

However, just as he took a step, someone flew over from the distance and landed on the arena, coldly saying: “Fight me.”

“Sect Master!”

Li Qingyang exclaimed: “Junior Brother Ye went up!”

Jun Changxiao shook his head: “Though Xingchen appeared disdainful, his heart had long been restless.”

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