As the martial artists from various realms left, Jun Changxiao and the other survivors, along with thousands of corpses, were teleported out of the Asura Battlefield.
“Sect Master…” Li Shangtian and the others who had been waiting outside crowded around. When they saw the corpses of Elder Jiang, Elder Ge, and their senior brothers and sisters, tears immediately streamed down their faces.
Jun Changxiao clutched his chest, saying painfully, “Take these heroes who sacrificed themselves for Xingyun Continent back to the stronghold and give them high-level burials!”
“Yes!”
Li Shangtian, Sima Zhongda, and the others all sprang into action.
“Whoosh!”
Jun Changxiao picked up Lu Qianqian. Looking at that pretty face still cold even in death, he thought to himself, “In reality, you must not do such foolish things as blocking fatal attacks.”
The Lingyuan Continent martial artists also rushed over.
They forcefully suppressed their grief to collect the bodies of their valley master and companions. Before leaving, they didn’t forget to give the Xingyun Continent martial artists furious glares.
Even though the killing was over, even though there were no realm martial artists around, their performance continued, because it would only truly end when they returned to their own stronghold.
“Ding! Epic quest complete. Beginning settlement.”
After hearing the system prompt, Jun Changxiao, who was carrying Lu Qianqian back to the stronghold, thought with relief, “Having thousands of people join forces to perform a good show wasn’t in vain.”
…
Though the Lingyuan Continent martial artists had feigned death, they had completed it in the Slaughter Asura Battlefield, so it met the quest criteria. Epic Quest Ten began entering the settlement period.
However, what puzzled Jun Changxiao was how he could achieve exceeding completion.
The system said, “The fewer casualties, the more you exceed, probably.”
“…”
Jun Changxiao’s mouth twitched.
In this battle, though the Lingyuan Continent martial artists were completely wiped out, his own side had also died until only a dozen or so remained. If calculated by fewer casualties, he definitely couldn’t exceed completion.
“Alas.”
Jun Changxiao sighed, saying, “Being able to achieve zero casualties—whether it exceeds or not no longer matters.”
He was very content.
Before long, he flew to the Xingyun Continent stronghold carrying Lu Qianqian.
The feigned-death disciples and various martial artists were also successively carried back. The system still hadn’t finished settlement and hadn’t provided the relevant experience.
Jun Changxiao worried, “It’s not malfunctioning, is it?”
“No.”
The system said, “It might be because two quests need to be settled, requiring a bit of time.”
“Oh.”
Jun Changxiao placed Lu Qianqian on a chair and ordered, “Shangtian, Zhongda, splash them all awake.”
“Yes!”
“Splash!”
“Splash!”
Li Shangtian and Sima Zhongda took iced cold water and splashed it toward Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, and the others. Then they saw them shiver, waking from their feigned death.
“Ow.”
Li Fei stood up and howled, “My butt!”
This guy, when feigning death, had been punched in the rear by a Lingyuan Continent powerhouse. Even after ‘reviving,’ the pain still lingered.
“Huff!”
“Huff huff!”
Li Qingyang sat up, breathing heavily.
Before dying, he had wildly exploded his power, madly consumed his energy. Now that he was alive again, he was naturally utterly exhausted.
Xiao Zuiji’s condition wasn’t good either, after all, his whole body was covered in sword wounds.
In short, during this Slaughter Asura Battlefield, though they were acting, they had fought for real, so after being splashed awake, they still maintained the state from before death.
There were no casualties—this was already the best result. Getting a few injuries naturally didn’t matter.
Moreover.
This was also a rare actual combat experience, helpful for understanding the martial path.
Li Shangtian was holding a water basin, about to splash it toward the eldest senior sister lying in the chair, but was stopped by Jun Changxiao, who said, “This seat will do it.”
“Splash!”
A basin of cold water poured over.
Jun Changxiao thought to himself, “The feeling is pretty good.”
System: “…”
Aren’t women supposed to be cherished and loved? This guy could even derive a sense of accomplishment from splashing water—he deserved to be single for life.
Lu Qianqian woke up. After a brief moment of confusion, she struggled to rise and returned to her quarters.
At that time, going to block the palm strike for Jun Changxiao, though Ke Jinnan discovered it in time and withdrew part of his strength, the injury caused to her was still quite serious.
Jun Changxiao called out, “If your injuries are severe, take healing pills.”
Lu Qianqian stopped. Cold water slid down from her soaked black hair and dripped from her face as she said, “This disciple is fine.”
“This time was acting. This seat permitted you to risk yourself to block the palm. Next time, don’t do such foolish things.” Jun Changxiao said gravely.
Lu Qianqian said, “Didn’t Sect Master say before that there are many kinds of death—sacrificing oneself for others, acting without regard for one’s safety, for country and people?”
“This…” Jun Changxiao was speechless.
Lu Qianqian continued, “This disciple’s method of death strictly follows Sect Master’s intentions.”
Having said that, she returned to her quarters.
“Well then.”
Jun Changxiao shrugged and smiled, “This woman has become somewhat enlightened.”
“Sect Master Jun!”
The awakened City Lord Han approached and inquired, “Is the Slaughter Asura Battlefield matter finished?”
“Finished.”
Jun Changxiao turned around and said, “Everyone performed excellently!”
City Lord Han and the others immediately beamed with joy.
They knew that as long as they performed the play according to Jun Changxiao’s instructions, Xingyun Continent’s mission in the Realm Battlefield would be completely accomplished. Unless someone wanted to enter, there would no longer be a mandatory requirement to send martial artists to their deaths.
“Sect Master Jun!”
City Lord Han cupped his fists and said, “Everything you and your esteemed sect have done for Xingyun Continent will surely be immortalized through the ages, recorded in the annals of history!”
Mu Changhong and the other powerhouses also cupped their fists in unison, their eyes filled with intense respect.
Without Jun Changxiao, without the Eternal Ancient Sect disciples, there would be no large city-level stronghold, no victory over Lingyuan Continent in the Slaughter Asura Battlefield, and future generations wouldn’t need to continue coming to die one after another!
This was a tremendous kindness.
Anyone with even a shred of conscience must acknowledge it and remember it in their hearts.
Jun Changxiao said solemnly, “I, Jun Changxiao, and my Eternal Ancient Sect are also members of Xingyun Continent. When our homeland is in trouble, doing everything in our power is only natural. So please, everyone, absolutely do not deify Jun or the sect.”
Undeniably.
This time, having Xingyun Continent martial artists enter the Realm Battlefield allowed him to profit enormously from natural spirit stones, but this was actually just an excuse—an excuse to openly and righteously help his homeland!
“Ugh~ Blech!” The system couldn’t take it anymore.
“Everyone.”
Jun Changxiao pointed toward the teleportation gate in the distance connecting to Xingyun Continent and said, “Having experienced the Slaughter Asura Battlefield, our Xingyun Continent has completed the task given by the Upper Realm. All of you can now return openly and honestly!”
“Sect Master Jun.”
City Lord Han cupped his fists and said, “Han will take his leave first.”
“Farewell!”
“Farewell!”
The various martial artists all stood up and headed toward the Bronze Gate.
They had been in the Realm Battlefield for half a year. Their family and friends still didn’t know they were alive, so they were anxious to return and report their safety.
“Sect Master Jun.”
Mu Changhong was the last to leave. Before entering the Bronze Gate, he cupped his fists and said, “Sect Master Jun, Mu will go back first.”
“Mm.” Jun Changxiao nodded.
“Whoosh!”
Mu Changhong stepped inside, mentally calculating whether he should first return to the City Lord’s Manor or go to the Eternal Ancient Sect’s cafeteria after getting back.
Forget it.
Having been away from home for so long, they should be used to it. Coming back a bit late didn’t matter. Better to first eat a few bowls of fried rice.