Tonggu Zhenren arrived with his own background music, so merely releasing his aura caused a group of sixth-revolution Core Formation cultivators to break out in sweat, until they finally couldn’t withstand it and fell from the sky to the ground.

The melon-eating spectators controlling treasures or flying on their own were farther away and bore less of the Pressure Aura, but they still landed on the ground one after another—not for any other reason, but out of respect.

In the Upper Realm, there weren’t many warriors qualified to stand higher than Tonggu Zhenren.

“Gulp!”

Mei Xian swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, his legs trembling violently beyond his control, the sweat flowing from his body forming continuous streams.

Was Lingwei True Sect strong?

Strictly speaking, in the Upper Realm it belonged to the mid-to-low tier level. Even stronger were the Dao-character rank and Immortal-character rank sects.

So what about Tonggu Zhenren? Although he hadn’t joined any sect and didn’t represent any faction, in terms of realm and status, he absolutely belonged to the top tier.

One mid-to-low tier, one at the absolute peak—the gap between them was self-evident.

What was even more deadly was that Tonggu Zhenren had arrived with menacing force, clearly unable to tolerate anyone bullying his disciple!

“Master!”

Jun Changxiao seized the opportunity to fan the flames, saying: “Your disciple dug up an unmined profound stone vein near the Demon King’s Lair, but they from Lingwei True Sect insist I stole it. Please judge this matter fairly, Master!”

“I see.”

Tonggu Zhenren immediately understood the situation, though he wondered in his heart: “This trouble isn’t that serious.”

He had sensed his disciple would face danger, so he rushed over to provide support, but the result… was disappointing.

Sigh.

Had he been overly concerned for his beloved disciple?

Tonggu Zhenren shook his head and said coldly: “In the Upper Realm, veins emerge at regular intervals, and major sects and factions compete for them purely based on strength. How is it that when it comes to my disciple, it becomes stealing?”

This statement received collective agreement from the melon-eating crowd.

When veins emerged and major factions competed for them, this was the most normal thing. Once ownership was determined, the matter would be concluded.

Wangu Sect had already mined away the vein, so logically the matter should have ended there. Lingwei True Sect didn’t obtain it due to their own reasons, yet now they shamelessly demanded it—clearly this was bullying.

“Tonggu… Tonggu senior!” Mei Xian was on the verge of tears as he said: “This junior didn’t know Sect Master Jun was your disciple. I deeply apologize for any earlier offenses!”

He had cowered.

Actually, as long as the authenticity of Tonggu’s warship was confirmed, he would have cowered just the same, but this time he cowered more thoroughly—because Tonggu Zhenren himself had personally rushed over to support his disciple. Who could withstand that!

“Master!”

Jun Changxiao said pitifully: “He also said he would annihilate the sect!”

Having a golden thigh to lean on, how refreshing my mood is, how comfortable I feel!

“No, no, no!”

Mei Xian hurriedly said: “Just now I was only joking with Sect Master Jun!”

Tonggu Zhenren frowned and said: “Casually joking about annihilating someone’s sect—don’t you think that’s a bit excessive?”

“Whoosh! Whoosh!”

An even more powerful aura pressed down, causing Mei Xian’s face to flush red, and he deeply felt the breath of death!

Tonggu Zhenren said coolly: “When you say something wrong, you shouldn’t use joking as an excuse to brush it off, but should think of ways to make amends for the mistakes you’ve made.”

Jun Changxiao was stunned.

Oh my, this master of mine is quite to my taste!

Mei Xian was naturally no fool, so he struggled to speak: “Make amends… this junior will make amends!”

“Swoosh!”

The pressure immediately lessened considerably, allowing him to breathe normally.

“Disciple.”

Tonggu Zhenren said: “I’ll leave it to you.”

“Ahem!” Jun Changxiao cleared his throat and said arrogantly: “Well, speak up—how do you plan to make amends?”

A typical case of using the tiger’s might to intimidate.

After brief consideration, Mei Xian spoke: “Money, our Lingwei True Sect will pay money!”

“How much?”

“We’ll give…”

“Jun here is not a petty person—just give two hundred million profound stones as compensation.”

“Ah?”

Mei Xian’s eyes immediately widened.

Two hundred million was an amount Lingwei True Sect could indeed produce, but… wasn’t this compensation way too much!

“Don’t agree?” Tonggu Zhenren said with a cold face.

“Agree, agree!”

Before a top-tier Upper Realm powerhouse, Mei Xian truly didn’t dare show any defiance. Even if the other party demanded five hundred million or a billion, he’d have to scrape it together even if it meant selling everything.

Tonggu Zhenren said: “I’m giving Lingwei True Sect five days. If you can’t bring two hundred million profound stones, this old man will personally come to collect.”

Master!

I’m giving you crazy thumbs up!

“Please rest assured, Tonggu senior—we can deliver it in just one or two days!”

Mei Xian hurriedly left with his subordinates, their return speed much faster than their arrival, after all they needed to quickly prepare the two hundred million in compensation!

Pei Managing Elder!

You’ve nearly ruined our Lingwei True Sect!

Having nowhere to vent his anger, Mei Xian could only blame everything on the Fuqian Sect’s sect master, because if not for him, how would they have made an enemy of Wangu Sect over the vein issue!

…

The various melon-eating spectators didn’t leave.

They all locked their gazes on Tonggu Zhenren on the mountain, their eyes flickering with intense worship.

To have the fortune of witnessing such an elusive top-tier powerhouse today—this was definitely something they could brag about for several hundred years.

“Master!”

Jun Changxiao cupped his fists and said: “Your timing was perfect, Master. Otherwise this disciple would definitely have been bullied!”

Tonggu Zhenren said: “You need only focus on cultivation for the next ten years. Whatever trouble you encounter, your master will resolve it for you!”

“Please rest assured, Master!”

Jun Changxiao pledged earnestly: “In the battle ten years from now, this disciple will not disappoint you!”

Tonggu Zhenren nodded with satisfaction, then said: “Your master still has matters to handle, so I’ll first…”

At this point, the expression on his face suddenly froze, because his peripheral vision inadvertently swept over the fluffy demonic beast crouching behind Li Qingyang, so he asked in surprise: “Disciple, how does your student have a Thunder Ridge Beast?”

“Uh…”

Jun Changxiao explained: “Obtained by chance while training outside.”

Tonggu Zhenren frowned and said: “The two are extremely close—have they signed a contract?”

“That’s correct,” Jun Changxiao said.

“…”

The expression on Tonggu Zhenren’s face became somewhat complicated as he said: “The Thunder Ridge Beast must come from the Thunder Ridge Tribe. This tribe values their beast eggs extremely highly. Your student signing a contract with it will likely invite trouble.”

Jun Changxiao was a bit confused.

“However.”

Tonggu Zhenren said quite proudly: “With your master here, the Thunder Ridge Tribe won’t dare make things difficult for you.”

Jun Changxiao was deeply moved again, so he bowed and said: “For this disciple to take you as master can be called a fortunate blessing of three lifetimes!”

“Stop flattering.”

Tonggu Zhenren said: “Your master has only one requirement—defeat Guhong’s disciple in the battle ten years from now.”

The reason he helped Jun Changxiao so much, even rushing over from far away without hesitation, was because of the ten-year agreement he’d made with Guhong Zhenren.

“No problem!”

Jun Changxiao patted his chest and said: “This disciple will not disappoint Master!”

“Your master is leaving now…” Tonggu Zhenren was just about to depart when his body suddenly stiffened in place, because his peripheral vision swept over the tiger-leopard-like demonic beast behind Su Xiaomo, so he said in surprise: “A Divine Movement Beast from the Divine Movement Tribe?”

“Hehe.”

Jun Changxiao scratched his head and smiled: “These students of mine have pretty good luck—every time they train outside they manage to obtain contract beasts.”

After a pause, he called out loudly: “Zuiji, Xingchen, let my master see your contract beasts.”

“Yes!”

Xiao Zuiji and Ye Xingchen summoned their contract beasts over.

Upon seeing the Profound Turtle Beast and the Panhu Beast, Tonggu Zhenren’s expression gradually shifted from surprise to shock. Of course, what shocked him wasn’t that Wangu Sect’s disciples all had contract beasts, but that all these demonic beasts came from various tribes and were all treasured like jewels!

“Something’s wrong, something’s wrong!”

“These demonic beasts all live within their respective tribes—how could they possibly be randomly captured and have contracts signed!”

While pondering, rolling energy waves suddenly surged in the firmament outside Wangu Immortal Mountain. From a distant view, one could clearly see energy coming from all directions with overwhelming force, finally stopping above Wangu Sect and spreading in an arc formation, taking a shape that resembled…

“Holy crap!”

Jun Changxiao exclaimed: “What a massive pot!”

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