The eleven warships had left, but Jun Changxiao hadn’t, because he was still thinking about the mysterious person in black. He’d kept his spiritual sense enveloping half the Scarlet Prison Realm the entire time.
He hadn’t held much hope initially, but when preparing to leave, he unexpectedly discovered them again.
This was a plot hole.
It had to be resolved before leaving.
“Sigh.”
The black-robed person sighed, then turned around. Though now facing Jun Changxiao, they kept their head lowered, making it difficult to see their true appearance.
“Who are you?”
“A person of the jianghu.”
“…”
This answer was too general.
Strictly speaking, Jun Changxiao was also a jianghu person. Anyone who understood martial dao counted as a jianghu person.
“Sect Master Jun.”
The black-robed person said, “Meeting in the Scarlet Prison Realm is truly heaven’s will.”
“It seems you know me.”
Jun Changxiao had never told Yu Feiya he was a sect master, yet this person addressed him as “Sect Master Jun”—things were probably far less simple than he thought.
The black-robed person shook their head and said, “I know the future you, not the current you.”
Future?
Current?
Jun Changxiao seemed to understand and said, “You traveled here from the future?”
“Ha ha ha!”
The black-robed person laughed loudly and said, “Worthy of being Sect Master Jun, seeing through the mystery with one statement.”
“Whoosh!”
Just then, a large hand carrying powerful force pressed down.
The black-robed person hadn’t expected Jun Changxiao to suddenly attack. Caught off guard, they were directly pressed to the ground, their face making intimate contact with the earth.
“Playing mysterious!”
Dog Leftover grabbed with one hand and yanked off the black robe, revealing an ordinary and unfamiliar male face.
Never seen before.
Didn’t recognize them.
Jun Changxiao immediately made this determination.
Of course, he wouldn’t let matters rest there. His five fingers pressed over and vigorously scratched all over the face.
“Sect Master Jun.”
“This is very rude of you.”
The black-robed man pressed to the ground didn’t resist. His face gradually showed bright red scratch marks.
Confirming this guy wasn’t wearing a disguise or human skin mask, Jun Changxiao lifted him up and said, “I don’t like hearing nonsense, so I hope you can be frank and lenient.”
“Be frank about what?”
“Who are you?”
“Zhang San.”
“Boom!”
Jun Changxiao pressed him to the ground again and said coldly, “Why not call yourself Li Si?”
“Li Si is my friend.”
“…”
Dog Leftover thought the other party wasn’t cooperating, even deliberately toying with him, so he immediately used the method of abusing Xi Jingyuan, smashing him up down left right B-A-B-A repeatedly!
“Boom boom boom!”
“Boom boom boom!”
After a while, the black-robed person lay in the crater with a bruised and swollen face, saying, “Don’t think I can’t beat you. I’ve just been letting you!”
“Letting your grandfather!”
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
The black-robed person ultimately couldn’t withstand it and gloriously passed out.
“Whoosh!”
Jun Changxiao picked him up, then greeted Yu Feiya at the imperial city and shattered the void to fly away from the Scarlet Prison Realm.
“Though teacher has left, his great kindness should be remembered.”
“Someone come, cast bronze statues in all major cities for future generations to worship.”
“Yes!”
Azure Mist Calendar year 12020, January 23rd.
Led by Jun Changxiao, the Ten Thousand Ancient Pirate Crew sailed away from the Scarlet Prison Realm. Statues of him were soon erected in the major cities, and his deeds of turning the tide would be recorded in history.
…
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
The eleven warships traversed the cosmos at high speed. The disciples responsible for the propulsion devices successively placed first-grade fire stones in the formation to substitute for dao stones.
To thank Jun Changxiao for helping the imperial family rise, Yu Feiya had still generously given two hundred million.
Of course.
Dog Leftover really didn’t gain much advantage this time.
Because at this moment, in the military camp drill ground outside the imperial capital, a thousand Dark Destroyer God mechas stood in neat rows, with soldiers conducting daily inspections and adjustments.
Though the various vassals were resolved, unforeseen circumstances couldn’t be ruled out, so Jun Changxiao left these mechas behind, hoping they could assist Yu Feiya in suppressing everything at any time.
Was trading two hundred million first-grade fire stones for a thousand Dark Destroyer Gods a loss?
Setting aside the layer of rescuing the Azure Mist Empire and countless lives from fire and water, did Jun Changxiao saying he’d trade equivalent value items count?
Right and wrong have their own public opinion; merits and faults are for readers to judge.
“Come!”
In the Ten Thousand Ancient’s large dining hall, Jun Changxiao raised his bowl and said, “To obtaining large amounts of energy this time, cheers!”
The disciples who’d participated in integrating the various vassals all raised their wine cups. The warm atmosphere in the warship was rendered even stronger.
“Junior Brother Ye.”
Su Xiaomo said, “Come, have one!”
“…”
Ye Xingchen’s expression was spectacular.
Before occupying the Demon Ancestor’s body, he’d definitely have accepted all comers, but now…
“Chickening out?”
“Doesn’t exist!”
“Drink?”
“Drink!”
Ye Xingchen drained his bowl in one gulp, then gloriously collapsed on the ground, the speed like lightning and flint.
Sitting beside him, Jun Changxiao shook his head upon seeing this: “Changed bodies, and can’t hold his liquor again.”
He didn’t drink much—he still had to interrogate the self-proclaimed “Zhang San” black-robed person.
“Sect Master!”
“That guy escaped from prison!”
…
In the cabin temporarily holding prisoners, Jun Changxiao looked at the ropes scattered on the ground, his expression collapsing: “The warship has various formation systems. How did he escape?”
“Sect Master!”
Li Qingyang said, “There’s writing on the wall!”
Jun Changxiao turned to look and saw writing on one wall of the cabin, the content reading—
“The upper cosmos is currently in an era of great transformation, needing people like Sect Master Jun to lead the charge. If fate permits, we’ll meet again in the jianghu.”
“Damn!”
Dog Leftover cursed: “Meet again in the jianghu my ass!”
He’d finally caught that guy, but before getting any answers he’d escaped. Of course he was unhappy.
“Hasn’t the host noticed yet?”
“Noticed what?”
“The writing left on the wall is similar to the writing on the divination diagram.”
Jun Changxiao’s expression froze. He quickly retrieved the photos he’d taken earlier at the Future Pavilion. After careful comparison, he could confirm they weren’t just similar—they were identical, meaning they came from the same person!
“He’s the expert who assisted the Azure Mist Empire’s ancestor in unifying the Scarlet Prison Realm?!”
…
The black-robed person suddenly disappeared. Jun Changxiao couldn’t obtain any useful information, but comparing the left-behind writing with the divination diagram, he concluded it was the same person.
What did this represent?
It represented that his earlier speculation about a time traveler was very likely true!
“The upper cosmos is currently in an era of great transformation…” Jun Changxiao looked at the wall writing again, then rolled his eyes and said, “What does it have to do with me? Why should I lead the charge?”
However the cosmos changed, it had nothing to do with him.
The current received quest was to meet up with his life-and-death brothers, then join forces to kill their way to the Star Spirit Realm!
One month later.
The star map detected another realm never visited before. Judging from the light point alone, it was clearly much larger than the Scarlet Prison Realm.
“Sect Master.”
Shangguan Xinyao asked, “Should we go in?”
“Go in.”
Going to the Scarlet Prison Realm stemmed from it being the first realm discovered after star travel. This time, understanding the main quest pattern, naturally he had to go look. Perhaps by accident he could raise it by 99%.
“Absolutely!”
The system said, “This time the host will definitely smoothly complete the main quest!”
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
The eleven warships soon arrived outside the new realm. Jun Changxiao led several disciples to merge inside.
“All within expectations.”
In the endless cosmos, the disappeared black-robed person gradually appeared. An meaningful smile surfaced on his ordinary face, then he gradually disappeared again, leaving behind a very large, very large void crater.