After reading the description of One More Bottle, Jun Changxiao understood—it allowed him to obtain one purchase opportunity for a limited product.
The system suggested: “The host can use it to buy the Qiankun Talisman.”
“That’s exactly what I was thinking.”
Although the newly refreshed products had many good items, there was nothing that instantly boosted combat power. Using it to forcibly purchase the Qiankun Talisman, which had reached its usage limit, was undoubtedly most suitable.
The system said: “With the host’s current realm, under the enhancement of the Qiankun Talisman, you might reach Martial Saint Great Circle of Perfection or even higher.”
Jun Changxiao’s eyes lit up.
In terms of equipment, he was definitely not weaker than that woman, but the only thing lacking was realm—a vast difference. If he could make up for this, he should be able to defeat her.
But… One More Bottle only granted purchase rights. To buy it, he’d still need to buy the Qiankun Talisman afterward. That would require 20,000 contribution points in total!
“Moreover.”
Jun Changxiao frowned: “After using the Qiankun Talisman, I’ll be weak for one year. One More Bottle will also double the side effects—won’t I be weak for two years?”
The system said: “But there’s the middle-grade Space-Time Secret Realm. Perhaps after going in for a few days, you can offset the side effects.”
“That makes sense!”
Jun Changxiao’s eyes lit up again.
The system said: “If the host completes this super elite quest, you’ll definitely receive higher rewards.”
“Good!”
Under the strong sales pitch, Jun Changxiao immediately made his decision, then looked toward that detestable woman named Hua Meigui lying on the bed, his gaze cold and sharp: “First give this old man fifty thousand contribution points!”
“Ding! Sect contribution points: 78800/70000.”
“Ding! Host spent 10,000 contribution points, obtained One More Bottle ×1, has been delivered to spatial ring.”
“Ding! Host spent 10,000 contribution points, obtained Space-Time Secret Realm ×1, has been delivered to spatial ring.”
“Ding! Host used One More Bottle and selected Qiankun Talisman, obtained one purchase opportunity.”
“Ding! Host spent 10,000 contribution points, obtained Qiankun Talisman ×1, has been delivered to spatial ring.”
“Ding! Sect contribution points: 48800/70000.”
As the tedious notification sounds rang in his ears, as the Qiankun Talisman reappeared in his spatial ring, Jun Changxiao’s face gradually showed a sinister smile while squatting on the chair, his shadow transforming into the shape of a big bad wolf.
One month was too long—he would seize the day!
The modified Difficult to Retract Blade could bring powerful combat ability to its user, but as his realm increased and opponents became stronger, how long it could sustain him remained unknown.
So Jun Changxiao didn’t dare rely solely on this item to fight the Rose Empress. Because once it became ineffective, even if he could fight her to a standstill, after the effect ended he would still be at her mercy.
Now with the Qiankun Talisman, his confidence was abundant.
After all, this magical charm could at minimum raise one’s cultivation by one major realm after use!
Back when the Grand Elder of Extreme Cold Palace came to cause trouble, Jun Changxiao used it for the first time, breaking through from ninth-grade Sword-Martial Dual King to Martial Saint in one leap, directly crushing the former completely.
In the Dragon-Tiger Competition finals, when facing the Upper Realm Palm Seal, the reason he could withstand it wasn’t by luck alone—it mainly relied on the Qiankun Talisman.
The Difficult to Retract Blade could provide Jun Changxiao with powerful combat ability, turning any difficulty into a grass-cutting game. The Qiankun Talisman could instantly provide him with higher-level cultivation. Both were trump cards among trump cards!
Unfortunately, the Qiankun Talisman was too overpowered, with a purchase limit of twice.
He had thought he would never use such a game-balance-breaking item again in this life, yet One More Bottle had made it possible.
“Detestable woman!”
Jun Changxiao looked toward the sleeping Rose Empress, thinking through gritted teeth: “I’ll make you understand what power means!”
…
Five days later.
In an area where yellow sand flew everywhere, the air permeated with a murderous aura.
This was where Jun Changxiao and the Rose Empress first met. The two now stood dozens of zhang apart, their gazes flashing with cold sharpness.
“Woman.”
Gou Sheng crossed his arms arrogantly: “If you kneel and beg for mercy now, you can still avoid death.”
“Is that so?”
The Rose Empress smiled, her beautiful eyes revealing disdain.
“…”
Jun Changxiao no longer wasted words with this woman and directly crushed the Qiankun Talisman. His cultivation broke through from Sword-Martial Dual Saint to Martial Saint Great Circle of Perfection.
No!
It was Martial Emperor!
“This power…”
Jun Changxiao clenched his fists, feeling his entire body filled with power strong enough to destroy heaven and earth. His eyes instantly flashed with excitement as he raised his head and roared: “This feels fucking amazing!”
The system said: “The host doesn’t even need to deploy the Difficult to Retract Blade now.”
“Swoosh!”
Jun Changxiao raised his hand pointing at the Rose Empress, crooked his finger, and arrogantly provoked: “Woman, come at me!”
“Whoosh—”
The Rose Empress charged forward. Although her speed was extremely fast, as she approached, she felt a terrifying force pressing down!
“Not good!”
“Boom—”
Overwhelmingly powerful energy instantly erupted in the battle zone. The ground for dozens of miles collapsed downward by over ten zhang, and mountains, rocks, grass and trees at even greater distances couldn’t withstand the residual might and were instantly vaporized into nothingness!
Jun Changxiao withdrew his fist. His spiritual sense permeated the surroundings as he exclaimed in surprise: “A Martial Emperor expert is terrifying to such a degree!”
“Thousand-Hand Flower Plucking!”
Just then, from the deepest sunken area shrouded in dust, slender arms appeared one after another, then fused together to form an even more massive arm that swung over fiercely.
“Whoosh!”
The gale blew Jun Changxiao’s black hair, yet he stood in place unmoving. Only when the giant palm pressed down did he leisurely raise one finger to stop it.
“How is this possible…”
The Rose Empress’s beautiful eyes flashed with disbelief.
Jun Changxiao effortlessly held back the palm print condensed from a thousand hands with one finger, like a king looking down from on high: “How can a firefly’s light compete with the bright moon’s brilliance?”
“Boom!”
Imperial might erupted madly, the firmament tore apart, the earth shattered!
“Pft!”
The Rose Empress was shocked until she spat blood, her eyes filled with nothing but terror.
“Whoosh!”
Just then, from the cloud layer in the sky, an enormous finger carrying boundless divine light pressed down. The terrifying pressure caused space to collapse over a vast area.
The Rose Empress’s face showed despair!
This kind of formidable power left her with no courage to resist!
“Boom!”
Finally, the enormous finger seemingly from beyond the heavens fiercely made contact with the ground. Instantly the force that rolled up was like ten thousand layers of waves rushing in all directions. Great mountains and rivers collapsed one after another under the unbearable load, as if experiencing the apocalypse!
“Pft!”
Pressed under the finger, the Rose Empress’s blood sprayed everywhere. From her pale face, she had clearly suffered severe injuries.
“Impossible… impossible…”
“Step.”
Jun Changxiao descended, placed one foot on her head, crossed his arms and laughed wildly.
“Hahaha!”
“Hahahahaha!”
“What are you laughing at?”
Suddenly, a voice came from beside his ear, instantly pulling the fantasizing Gou Sheng back to reality.
The Rose Empress stood before him. Seeing him grinning foolishly with drool flowing from his mouth, she said angrily: “That unbearably smug smile—this empress really can’t take it anymore!”
“Boom—”
That night, the Fortune Comes Inn directly collapsed.
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