The Xingyun Continent was in a bit of chaos.
Because the two thousand powerhouses who had entered the Planar Battlefield had returned!
“Smack!”
A slapping sound echoed from the inner courtyard of a certain family.
The young man who had just succeeded as family head clutched his right cheek and staggered backward. A silk scarf still hung from his forehead, and his eyes were filled with terror as he said, “Father… you… you’re still alive?”
There were ten beautiful women in the room, all currently in a state of panic.
The original family head who had just returned held up one hand. Because he had used too much force, his palm ached faintly, but his heart hurt even more!
For the sake of the Xingyun Continent, he had resolutely gone to the Planar Battlefield and passed the position of family head to his son. He never expected that when he returned in high spirits, this brat would be blindfolded playing hide-and-seek with beautiful women!
“You!”
The original family head roared in anger, “I’m so disappointed in you!”
“Father!” The young man knelt on the ground, crying bitterly. “Your son was wrong, your son was wrong!”
This sort of thing—a son being incompetent and only knowing how to play around—was relatively normal.
Many family patriarchs returned to find that the successors they had arranged in advance had either been killed or overthrown, with great power falling into the hands of other high-ranking members.
“Family Head… please… please let me explain…”
“Boom!”
In the great hall of a certain family, an elder who had illegally seized family power less than half a month ago was directly blasted to death in his seat by the returning old family head. The surrounding high-ranking members all trembled in fear.
This sort of thing was ultimately still a minority.
After many powerhouses entered the Planar Battlefield, their descendants or disciples all worked hard and strove for excellence, succeeding them with the goal of revitalizing their families and factions.
Of course.
When the first batch of martial artists who had entered returned and appeared before them, their reactions were certainly bewildered, certainly taking a long time to come to their senses.
Wasn’t the Planar Battlefield extremely terrifying?
How did Father (Master) go in for several months and come back safe and sound?
“Disciple.”
Atop a certain mountain peak, an old man said with a grave expression, “This is all thanks to Sect Master Jun. If not for him, your master would have long since turned into a pile of dried bones.”
“Sect Master Jun?”
The disciple was completely puzzled.
…
Central Venerable State, the altar.
The Grand Priest was currently pacing back and forth. From the smile floating at the corners of his mouth, he should be extremely excited!
The first batch of two thousand martial artists had all returned safe and sound. This was not only completely unexpected, but also absolutely a matter of great joy!
“Grand Priest.”
City Lord Han said, “If not for Sect Master Jun, we of the Xingyun Continent would have entered the battlefield as fish and meat, to be slaughtered at will by others.”
All the powerhouses who had returned, even the high-ranking members of the Supreme Profound Sacred Sect, highly approved of Jun Changxiao.
The Grand Priest also basically understood what had happened, and said with a grave expression, “What Sect Master Jun has done has undoubtedly benefited the entire Xingyun Continent. He should be given high-level commendation!”
Regarding Jun Changxiao of the Eternal Ages Sect, he had naturally heard of him, but never expected that this young man would enter the Planar Battlefield first, build up the stronghold to scale, and even kill the powerhouses inside until they were terrified.
City Lord Han said, “Based on my understanding of Sect Master Jun, giving formal commendation would be better replaced with natural spirit stones.”
If Jun Changxiao were present, he would definitely give him a big hug and say, “Brother, you understand me.”
“That works too,” the Grand Priest said.
The powerhouses sent by the Xingyun Continent had not a single casualty and had successfully completed the mission given by the upper realm. Their overall strength had not weakened at all, so rewarding them with natural spirit stones was within reason.
…
“Sect Master Jun is simply a divine person!”
“He saved the Xingyun Continent, he’s our hero!”
“Hero! Great hero!”
As the returning powerhouses gradually spread word of Jun Changxiao’s deeds on the battlefield, the entire continent came to know of it and was wildly discussing it.
For a time, the Eternal Ages Sect, which had kept a low profile for a while, once again became the topic of heated public discussion.
That day, Li Luoqiu received the news and came to report, “The entire continent is praising the Sect Master and the sect, clearly viewing them as the great hero who saved the world.”
“Very normal.”
Jun Changxiao was not surprised.
If it weren’t for him, the two thousand powerhouses of the Xingyun Continent would definitely have gone to their deaths, and the second and third batches would be the same. He had helped them solve everything and achieved zero casualties, so they would naturally be grateful.
“Sigh.”
Jun Changxiao said melancholically, “My dream is to be a great villain. How did I end up muddleheadedly saving the world and becoming a great hero worshipped by the masses?”
“…”
Li Luoqiu fell silent.
She could sense smugness from the Sect Master’s tone!
“Whoosh!”
Jun Changxiao’s mind stirred, and he pulled out the shop panel.
Having helped the Lingyuan Continent resolve the crisis and completed a hidden quest and side quest, he had gained over 40,000 contribution points, which must all be spent within 24 hours.
Dog Sheng rubbed his hands together and said, “Haven’t browsed the shop in a long time. I’m a little bit nervous.”
With a thought, the intermediate shop scrolled down, presenting brand new merchandise.
Possibly because he had saved the world, his luck was pretty good. He refreshed several martial techniques of decent grade, so he purchased them and automatically matched them as sect cultivation methods.
A sect not only needed to have several powerful martial techniques, but must also have many techniques of varying grades so that disciples could cultivate them, allowing a hundred flowers to bloom.
“Emotional Quotient Liquid?”
Jun Changxiao’s gaze locked onto the last slot, then he clicked open the description. Its effect was to increase emotional intelligence, priced at 1,000 contribution points.
“If it could increase IQ, even at 10,000 contribution points, I would buy it without hesitation. Increasing emotional intelligence… that has no meaning whatsoever.”
“Whoosh!”
He scrolled down the shop, and brand new items appeared.
System: “…”
Actually, it very much recommended the host purchase the Emotional Quotient Liquid, but this guy’s refresh speed was too fast—it simply hadn’t had time to speak.
“Sigh.”
The system said, “Continue being forever alone then.”
Once an item was refreshed and not sold, as long as it was replaced again, the probability of it appearing would be extremely slim.
“Ridiculous.”
Jun Changxiao said very unhappily, “My emotional quotient still needs improvement?”
The system said irritably, “It’s not that the host doesn’t need improvement, but even buying 999 bottles might not be enough to improve it.”
Old friend.
Those words were seriously hurtful!
…
Half an hour later.
Jun Changxiao had spent all the excess 40,000 contribution points. His current contribution value remained at 70,000/70,000.
This guy had severe OCD.
If he didn’t get the numbers just right, he felt uncomfortable.
The 40,000 contribution points had exchanged for quite a few martial techniques of different levels—saber, spear, sword, staff, palm, fist, leg, and foot—everything was available.
Of course, he also bought many pill and equipment recipes. Because their effects weren’t too abnormal, the author was too lazy to explain them one by one.
“Phew!”
Jun Changxiao stretched lazily, then headed for the Space-Time Secret Realm.
Three days later, he emerged from inside full of vigor.
“I still have four Experience Talismans. I hope they can help me advance two or three grades.”
“Dream on.”
“Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap!”
The four Experience Talismans were crushed. The spiritual energy in the two spiritual cores within Jun Changxiao’s body immediately gained a considerable boost, but his level still remained at First-Grade Sword-Martial Dual Saint.
“No way!”
He said with a collapsed expression, “At the Emperor level, two could raise one level. At the Saint level, four can’t raise one grade?”
The system said, “After all, there’s still the Half-Step Martial Saint level in between.”
“…”
Jun Changxiao walked out with a dejected expression.
“Sect Master.”
Li Luoqiu approached and said gravely, “Master Fan’s drift bottle has come again, still calling for help, still extremely urgent.”
“Well then.”
Jun Changxiao said, “Seeing as it’s so urgent, this seat will make a trip to the Eastern Sea Fisher State tomorrow.”
“…”
Li Luoqiu was speechless.
This was treating the Eastern Sea Fisher State like the Western Transport State—visiting whenever he wanted?
“Sect Master.”
Li Luoqiu said very seriously, “The Eastern Sea Fisher State is extremely far from the continent, and with the boundless ocean in between, rushing over will likely be fraught with danger!”
Jun Changxiao took out the miniature form of the Ancient Penetrating Warship and smiled, “This seat has it. Traveling outside is worry-free.”