When Su Xiaomo was working undercover at Taixuan Sacred Sect, she needed someone to help stage a performance. As a result, the sect master dispatched Purple Scale Demon King, whose embarrassing acting was simply unbearable to watch.

There was no helping it.

When it came to performing, demon beasts were naturally deficient.

But Ah Zi refused to accept this. Why should things the human race could do be impossible for us beast race?

If he lacked natural talent, he’d forge it through post-natal training!

Thus, Hall Master Zi had been secretly pondering his acting skills all these years.

Empty words without practice are just hollow posturing.

He needed to use genuine performance to prove himself.

Today’s pill testing was undoubtedly an opportunity, so after consuming the pill and confirming he could withstand the toxins, he began his performance.

His facial expressions during moments of pain, along with the most subtle movements of his limbs, were all handled impeccably. Even the beads of sweat appearing showed progressive layering!

Su Xiaomo believed it.

Jun Changxiao believed it.

The entire upper echelon and disciples of Wangu Sect all believed it!

This proved that even people born without acting talent, as long as they were willing to work hard and put in the effort, would eventually become qualified actors.

“Hall Master Zi!”

Su Xiaomo gave him a thumbs up, saying: “I’m impressed!”

Back then when acting opposite this guy, she’d nearly broken down, but today his performance was flawless—he’d already become a method actor!

“Phew!”

Li Qingyang and the others let out long sighs of relief.

So Hall Master Zi had been acting. Well, he’d acted too realistically—they’d almost thought he was going to die.

The disciples’ mindsets and expressions completely ceased to matter. What mattered was that the expression on Jun Changxiao’s face gradually transformed from rigidity into fury, with one eye spouting scorching flames and the other shrouded in evil light.

I activated crisis resolution mode, instantly evaporating nearly two million contribution points, and you damn well deliberately performed for me?

Fine!

I’ll let you perform to your heart’s content!

In an instant, Jun Changxiao rushed forward in quick steps, grabbed Ah Zi’s arm and viciously executed an over-the-shoulder throw. His left fist traced a Fire Soul Force pattern, his right fist traced an Evil Force pattern, and he launched into a storm-like bombardment toward the other’s face!

“Boom boom boom!”

“Boom boom boom!”

Under the explosive violent energy, the great hall began to tremble violently.

Li Qingyang looked up, saw the roof beams shaking and dust falling, and cried out in alarm: “We’re done for!”

“Rumble—”

Unable to withstand the force explosion, the great hall directly collapsed.

“Pfft!”

“Pfft!”

The various leaders and disciples emerged from the ruins looking disheveled, then all looked forward together to see the sect master still riding atop Hall Master Zi, bombarding him like a torrential pear blossom storm, with the fury emanating from his body seemingly transformed into a demon!

What on earth is happening! Can someone tell us!

“Boom boom!”

“Boom boom boom!”

The sound of heavy punches continued unceasingly, lasting from daytime through the night, then continuing into early morning.

For however long Jun Changxiao brutalized Hall Master Zi, Li Qingyang stood before the ruins for that same duration—not out of heartache for Ah Zi, but heartache for the great hall, since he’d personally built it after all!

“Sect Master.”

Liu Wanshi walked over, saying: “Rest a bit and eat something.”

“Boom!”

Jun Changxiao delivered another vicious punch before standing up with an aching back and sore waist.

We won’t give Purple Scale Demon King a close-up shot, because after being pummeled for a full day and night, the scene was unbearable to look at.

……

Inside the dining hall.

The hand Jun Changxiao used to hold his chopsticks was trembling.

Just thinking about two million contribution points being instantly zeroed out made him press his chest against the table edge with a pained expression.

“Sigh.”

The system said helplessly: “I knew the host would care deeply, which is why I separated the three values when asking.”

When crisis resolution mode was activated in the Demon Fate Land, it had answered for Jun Changxiao, directly clearing all three values. Just now it had first asked about contribution points, then achievement points and reputation points—the purpose was to make him regret it.

Good thing it asked separately. Good thing only contribution points were cleared. If the other two values had been lost, right now on the演武场 Martial Arts Stage of the main peak there’d probably already be a barbecue rack set up, with cumin and chili pepper sprinkled all over the thoroughly cooked Purple Sky Dao Transformation Kun.

“No need to grieve.”

The system consoled: “It’s only two million.”

“……”

Jun Changxiao roared internally: “Two million isn’t money?!”

The system said: “This time the pill didn’t cause any harm to Hall Master Zi, which proves that Hall Master Miao’s antidote pill is effective. Consider it spending two million to buy a heaven-defying pill formula.”

Jun Changxiao paused, then said: “True.”

He’d been so focused on the lost contribution points that he’d forgotten Ah Zi’s successful poison testing marked that the One-Revolution Quick Success Pill could be completely used for disciples!

Wangu Sect’s current overall strength was essentially universal Sky-Breaking Realm. To advance further—for example, achieving universal Core Formation Realm—would require not only massive martial arts resources but also lengthy time.

As long as the One-Revolution Quick Success Pill’s toxins didn’t endanger disciples, they could reach the requirement in very short time.

“Two million contribution points in exchange for the sect collectively breaking through to Core Formation Realm.” The system said: “Is that a loss or not!”

“Not a loss, not a loss!”

Jun Changxiao immediately understood, his face breaking into a smile.

After eating, Gou Sheng walked out from the dining hall and saw Li Qingyang still standing dazedly before the ruins. He walked forward and picked up the plaque inscribed with ‘Iron Bones Clanging,’ saying: “The great hall was built in the lower realm. Now that we’ve come to the upper realm, it’s clearly somewhat outdated. Let’s rebuild a new one.”

The great hall represented a sect’s dignity. If destroyed by others, it absolutely couldn’t be tolerated, but if destroyed by one’s own people, especially the sect master—well, just act like nothing happened.

However.

Gou Sheng’s words made sense.

The sect’s great hall was constructed in the lower realm. Although its specifications weren’t weak compared to many first and second-rate major sects, after coming to the upper realm, even compared to ordinary unranked sects it wasn’t impressive enough. Replanning and reconstruction was very necessary.

Jun Changxiao’s brutalization of Hall Master Zi causing the collapse just happened to eliminate the demolition step.

“Yes!”

Once rebuilding was mentioned, Li Qingyang immediately became energized. After casually eating a few bites in the dining hall, he called over Peiqi and his construction team, clearing the ruins on one side while designing blueprints on-site on the other.

Since this was in the upper realm, the great hall must be more imposing!

After half an hour of conception, a brand new great hall blueprint was presented. Its scale was several times that of before, which would naturally affect the main peak’s Martial Arts Stage and other buildings, so the reconstruction project counted as a major undertaking!

……

Leaving construction matters to his second disciple, Jun Changxiao was very confident, so he immediately went to the Medical Pharmacy Hall, saying: “Elder Wei, refine as many of these toxic medicinal materials as possible!”

Since the One-Revolution Quick Success Pill wouldn’t cause harm, they definitely needed to start cultivating them next, then strive to achieve mass production, thereby allowing disciples to collectively advance into Core Formation Realm.

“Hall Master Miao.”

Jun Changxiao also went to the Poison Refining Hall, saying: “Antidote pills also need to be refined in larger quantities.”

Pills required medicinal materials, and antidotes likewise required medicinal materials, so for true large-scale production, money would naturally be spent quickly.

As long as it could elevate the sect’s overall strength, even if it spent all their assets, Gou Sheng wouldn’t care.

……

Spirit Beast Peak.

Purple Scale Demon King lay in bed.

Apart from being able to see a pair of lifeless eyes, his entire face was covered in pixelation—mainly because he’d been brutalized too miserably, lest seeing it cause strong discomfort.

Ah Zi felt very wronged.

I clearly succeeded in testing pills for the sect master, so why in the end was I brutally beaten?