“Boom!”
The earth shook again, dust flew again.
When everything settled down, Earth Yin lay beside Heaven Yang, the two brothers in perfectly synchronized poses, foaming at the mouth with twitching lips.
“Sigh.”
Jun Changxiao, standing in midair, shook his head: “Too weak.”
This wasn’t him showing off, but genuine disappointment—he couldn’t have a satisfying battle.
“…”
Ye Xingchen was speechless.
It wasn’t that the two old men were weak, but that the Sect Master was too strong.
When would he be able to be so dominant, running rampant through the upper universe?
In terms of scale, the Mountain River Realm was considerably larger than the Crimson Prison Realm, with extremely abundant heavenly and earthly attributes, high overall martial arts standards, and its two strongest representatives, Heaven Yang and Earth Yin, even had peak Truth-Seeking Realm cultivation.
However, before Jun Changxiao, a half-step Heaven’s Mystery Realm expert, they were completely outmatched.
Who said changing maps meant getting bullied?
Having left the Upper Realm and started the Great Space Age, Jun Changxiao used practical actions to break that rule, demonstrating what a true protagonist was.
“Convinced?”
“…Convinced!”
Heaven Yang and Earth Yin, lying in the deep pit, said with difficulty.
Jun Changxiao hadn’t struck heavily, but the two brothers felt extremely uncomfortable because they had competed for the title of number one in the world for so long, only to be instantly defeated by an outsider.
Heartbroken, distressed.
Gousheng squatted at the pit’s edge: “The path of martial arts is like an endless ocean. If you want to cross countless dangers to reach the other shore, you need a lighthouse to guide the way.”
This statement left Heaven Yang and Earth Yin somewhat puzzled.
“And I,” Jun Changxiao said solemnly, “am that lighthouse standing firm amidst raging waves!”
Understood!
This guy wants to recruit us!
The scene of the Star Spirit Realm’s First Fleet Admiral arriving in the Upper Realm and summoning thousands of Truth-Seeking Realm cultivators was vivid in Jun Changxiao’s mind, so naturally he also wanted to bring enough manpower.
Although the Crimson Prison Realm had many martial artists, their overall martial arts strength was low and unsuitable for boarding the ship. The two peak Truth-Seeking Realm experts at his feet were undoubtedly the best candidates.
Recruiting two per plane, ten planes would be twenty, a hundred planes would be two hundred, a thousand planes would be…
Gousheng couldn’t calculate further, but he could imagine that when he led the troops to the Star Spirit Realm, they’d definitely be afraid!
“Alright…”
Heaven Yang and Earth Yin said: “We’re willing to view you as our lighthouse!”
“Those who understand the times are outstanding.”
Jun Changxiao nodded with great satisfaction, then withdrew the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade, Jade Dragon Heaven-Asking Sword, AWM sniper rifle pressed against their necks, and moved away the field artillery aimed at their foreheads.
…
After dealing with the two top experts of the Mountain River Realm, the main quest task wasn’t triggered, indicating this place might not fall within the task’s scope.
“Damn it!”
Jun Changxiao despaired: “The universe is so vast, the planes are so many, without any hints, when will this ever be completed!”
“It’s fine.”
The system consoled: “At least there’s no time limit.”
“…”
Jun Changxiao adjusted his terrible mood and took Heaven Yang and Earth Yin wandering around the Mountain River Realm, aiming to collect martial arts resources.
This plane’s heavenly and earthly attributes weren’t weak, so it had nurtured quite a few high-grade ore deposits that could be used as flight fuel.
The problem was.
How to obtain them?
Jun Changxiao couldn’t possibly rob them, as that would be very unethical, so after thinking it over, he decided to do business with the Mountain River Realm, exchanging items of equal value for ore resources.
“What do you have?”
“I have Body Tempering Pills, I have Soul Tempering Pills, I have Cold Light Swords, I have True Yang Sets, I have things they don’t!”
“…”
The system was left speechless.
Martial arts techniques couldn’t be given to others, but pills, equipment, and treasures could.
Take the most ordinary Body Tempering Pill—for Eternal Sect disciples, it was mandatory upon entry, utterly commonplace, but for others it was comparable to a divine medicine, naturally worth big money.
Robbing was impossible—he could only maintain his lifestyle by selling pills across planes.
“City Lord He spent one million Mountain River Spirit Stones to purchase 100 Body Tempering Pills and 100 Soul Tempering Pills!”
“Sect Master Lin spent three million Mountain River Spirit Stones to purchase 10 high-quality Cloud-Piercing Sabers and 5 True Yang armor sets!”
“…”
In the Mountain River Realm’s largest city, Li Qingyang, Xiao Zueji, and other disciples transformed into shop assistants, recording transactions while handing over items, busy beyond measure.
System-produced, guaranteed quality.
The quality of various pills and equipment was absolutely stellar.
“Sect Master.”
A few days later, after tallying up, Li Qingyang reported: “This public sale obtained a total of 360 million Mountain River Spirit Stones.”
“Excellent, excellent.”
Jun Changxiao was very satisfied.
Without robbing or stealing, relying on various pills and equipment for mutual benefit—who could find fault with that?
“Let’s go!”
Whoosh! Whoosh!
That day, Jun Changxiao left the Mountain River Realm with Heaven Yang and Earth Yin.
He came gently, just as he left gently, waving his sleeve and only taking away several hundred million spirit stones.
Of course, he took away many martial arts resources but also left behind many benefits. For instance, major sects purchasing various pills would inevitably comprehensively enhance their younger generation’s overall strength, producing far-reaching effects.
Thousands of years later, historians would record this event in the annals with eight characters: “Achievements in the present, benefits for millennia!”
…
In the vast universe, endless and infinite.
In the distant Star Spirit Realm, warships flew out one after another.
“Admiral.” A subordinate stood before the star map in the command cabin, expression grave: “The First Fleet’s main battleship was destroyed in the Upper Realm—why has it suddenly activated and is traversing the universe?”
“Very simple.”
The silver-haired man sitting in a chair, playing with a wine glass, said indifferently: “Someone repaired it and mastered the activation method.”
“According to previous intelligence, the Upper Realm sect called Eternal Sect has mech technology—could it be them?”
“Most likely.”
The admiral took a sip of wine: “Lock onto the main battleship’s position.”
“Already locked!”
“How long until we meet?”
“About a year.”
The admiral gently set down his wine glass and smiled coldly: “Out of respect for Gu Tianxing’s face, we didn’t target the Upper Realm further, but now they’ve run out on their own, so they can’t blame the Star Spirit Realm.”
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
Dozens of warships tore through the void at extreme speed.
…
Jun Changxiao didn’t know that the Eternal traveling through the endless universe was constantly sending out signals being tracked by the Star Spirit Realm. At this moment, he sat in the command cabin considering whether to enter a third plane.
“Sect Master!”
Ye Xingchen said: “This disciple is willing to go down and investigate!”
Each plane equaled a new map, a new instance. If the Sect Master always went in alone to roam freely, how could he slowly grow stronger through trials!
“Alright.”
After brief consideration, Jun Changxiao said: “You go.”
Whoosh!
Enveloped by the Sect Master’s powerful force, Ye Xingchen broke through the plane’s spatial barrier and landed like a Terminator in a desolate wilderness, then… was surrounded by a group of martial artists wearing different attire!
“Hmph!”
A bearded man said: “Demoness, is this the reinforcement you brought?”
Ye Xingchen’s brow furrowed slightly.
Thousands of martial artists had gathered here, but they weren’t surrounding him—they were surrounding a heavily injured woman in purple robes.
“Sorry.”
“I’m just passing through.”
Ye Xingchen straightened his clothes and strode away.
Heroic rescue?
Not happening.
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