Young Master Yuan swore he would never see Jun Changxiao again in this lifetime!
To this end, several months ago, he had spared no expense to find a navigator and travel to East Sea Fishing Province. After experiencing countless near-death experiences, he had finally drawn infinitely close to this land separated from the mainland.
Unknown place, unknown customs.
I, Yuan Feng!
Will start anew here, flourish anew here!
However, just as he was besieged by a group of pirates, that fellow who made him unable to eat or sleep peacefully, who filled him with trepidation, appeared again!
Heaven and Earth!
What sins did I, Yuan Feng, commit in my previous life to deserve such punishment!
“Young Master Yuan.”
Jun Changxiao stood at the bow, smiling. “That line should be mine to ask you, shouldn’t it?”
Using his spiritual thought to capture Yuan Gongzi on the ship from afar, he too was quite astonished that the other party would actually be in East Sea Fishing Province’s waters.
Could it be that after his earlier instigation and discord, this fellow realized he couldn’t continue mixing in the Demon Emperor Gate, and to preserve his life, fled across the East Sea?
Alas.
Sin, sin.
Yuan Feng clenched his fists, nearly unable to resist roaring, “Why am I here—don’t you have any idea in your heart?”
“Young Master Yuan.”
Jun Changxiao swept his gaze over the surrounding pirates, smiling. “You seem to have encountered danger. Would you like Jun to help?”
Young Master Yuan fell silent.
“Everyone.”
Jun Changxiao cupped his fists. “This Young Master Yuan is an old friend of Jun’s. Please give Jun some face and don’t make things difficult for him.”
The appearance of a great jianghu boss!
Young Master Yuan: “…”
On the mainland, your face, Jun Changxiao, might carry considerable weight, but in this East Sea Fishing Province, isolated from the world, who the hell knows who you are?
As expected.
The one-eyed dragon leading the pirate group gave a cold laugh. “Kid, that flying ship of yours should be a treasure, right?”
Jun Changxiao said, “Correct.”
The one-eyed dragon and his numerous subordinates’ eyes immediately lit up.
Having roamed the seas for so long, this was the first time they’d seen a warship that could fly. If they could seize it, wouldn’t future plundering be much more comfortable?
“Kid.”
The one-eyed dragon cackled strangely. “I’ll give you face, but if you want me to let this so-called Young Master Yuan go, you must hand over the warship.”
“One object for one life—you’re very particular, sir.” Jun Changxiao said.
Young Master Yuan’s expression changed slightly.
Could it be this fellow truly plans to use the warship to exchange for his safety?
Impossible—his head definitely hasn’t been kicked by a donkey!
As someone who had been extorted multiple times, Young Master Yuan firmly believed Jun Changxiao was the type who would do anything for money. Thinking he could be extorted in return was absolutely wishful thinking!
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
Just then, several Half-Saint level experts who had been besieging Elder Zhen flew up, suspending near the Ancient Tong warship—clearly they had already received orders that regardless of whether the other party handed it over, they must seize it.
Jun Changxiao continued standing at the bow, smiling. “However, my ship’s value is rather high. Exchanging it for just one life would be a bit of a loss.”
“What else do you want to exchange?”
The one-eyed dragon said with a smile, secretly using voice transmission to notify the several Half-Saints to find an opportunity to rush over and seize the ship.
Jun Changxiao said, “I also want…” His eyes suddenly turned cold. “To exchange for all your lives!”
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
As his words fell, powerful Sword-Martial might roared forth from within his body, surging forward like tremendous ocean waves!
“Not good!”
The surrounding Half-Saints saw the imposing aura spreading with tremendous force, their expressions immediately changing dramatically. The next second, they wanted to flee but had already been completely frozen in place.
Under the suppression of the domineering Aura Domain, the five felt as if they were in hell, the terror in their eyes growing increasingly intense!
The aura of a Martial Saint!
The aura of a Sword Saint!
This seemingly twenty-something young man was actually a dual Sword-Martial Saint!
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
The Sword-Martial Aura Domain continued spreading madly, instantly enveloping this sea area for thousands of zhang. Whether waves, ships, or pirates standing on decks—all were bound by invisible force!
Jun Changxiao rarely used this Aura Domain he’d possessed since stepping into Martial Emperor, because whenever he took action, he was mostly fighting above his level, so the effect was minimal.
Now facing a group of experts whose strength was lower than his own, he directly opened dual Aura Domains, completely suppressing them all until they couldn’t move.
Simple and domineering!
The injured Elder Lin felt that powerful aura domain, his mind shaken. “The strength of this aura domain is no less than the Gate Master’s!”
Young Master Yuan didn’t judge the aura domain’s strength or weakness, but said incredulously, “When… when did he break through to Saint level? And as a dual Sword-Martial Saint!”
“Whoosh!”
Just then, the one-eyed dragon, suppressed by the aura domain and unable to move, flew up, then suspended before the warship.
“This ship.”
Jun Changxiao tilted his head. “Do you still want it?”
“…”
The one-eyed dragon wasn’t stupid either. At this moment, he already knew the other party’s strength was extremely formidable, so he hurriedly said submissively, “Don’t want it! Don’t want it!”
“A man’s word is his bond.” Jun Changxiao’s eyes turned cold. “I’ll give you the ship—you and your subordinates’ lives will be handed over.”
“No…”
“Bang!”
The one-eyed dragon only said one word before his body suddenly exploded.
“Bang bang bang!”
At the same time, several Half-Saints bound in mid-air also died from exploding bodies with utter despair, blood and shattered flesh raining down like a downpour.
“Swish!”
Li Qingyang and Xiao Zuiji waved their hands, gentle spiritual energy flying over to collect all the spatial rings mixed within.
When the Sect Master showed off, they were responsible for looting.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
The explosions continued.
A moment later, hundreds of pirates on the sea surface warships all perished.
For such bandit and robber types who plundered homes and robbed people, Jun Changxiao wouldn’t show any mercy—if he could eliminate them all, he would eliminate them all.
“Young Master Yuan.”
Jun Changxiao withdrew his domineering aura domain. “A talent like you, as long as you follow a wise lord, can certainly establish immortal achievements. Why flee east to the sea and live in seclusion in a corner?”
“…”
Young Master Yuan fell silent.
Once he too had believed that with his brilliant talent, assisting the Demon Emperor Gate’s Gate Master would surely restore the Demon Gate’s former glory. Until he encountered Jun Changxiao, he began to doubt whether he was a king or bronze.
Whether Young Master Yuan was a king still couldn’t be definitively determined.
But what couldn’t be denied was that his earlier companions and even the helpers he’d found were completely bronze tier!
Facing a group of god-tier opponents using cheats was already hellish difficulty mode, yet he also had a group of pig teammates dragging him down and feeding senselessly—no one could withstand that.
“Young Master Yuan.”
Jun Changxiao said seriously, “Jun hereby extends another solemn invitation for you to join my Eternal Ages Sect and together create a beautiful tomorrow!”
Since they had met in the distant East Sea, this was fate. So he had the idea of recruiting Yuan Feng again. After all, someone who could lead, endure hardship, and take the blame was truly hard to find!
“My apologies.”
Young Master Yuan’s gaze was resolute. “Different paths cannot work together!”
Jun Changxiao raised his hand, giving a thumbs up. “You’re the second person to repeatedly refuse this seat’s recruitment.”
The first was Dai Lü.
He was still confined in prison, receiving Zhao Doudou’s chicken soup for the soul indoctrination.
Young Master Yuan was luckier than him—at least after being captured the first time, he was still released and could cross the sea.
Jun Changxiao said, “Once, twice, but not thrice. I hope when we meet next time, you won’t refuse this seat’s well-intentioned recruitment again.”
“Whoosh—”
The Ancient Tong warship flew away, disappearing without a trace.
He left?
Young Master Yuan’s eyes filled with astonishment.
When refusing Jun Changxiao’s recruitment, he had already prepared himself for certain death, yet the other party released him once again!
Dai Lü cried himself unconscious in the toilet.
“Young Master.”
Elder Lin clutched his chest, his face pale as he descended. “Jun Changxiao also seems to be going to East Sea Fishing Province. We… what should we do?”
Young Master Yuan shook his head bitterly. “We can encounter him even here. Since we can’t hide, we can only face it.”
“Set sail.”
“To East Sea Fishing Province!”