Tianyuan Prison Tower.

The strong person called Old He was gnawing on a dry steamed bun while saying, “The Night King will definitely come to rescue us!”

“That’s right!”

Another companion agreed, then used chopsticks to push around cold noodles.

As prisoners, they hadn’t been mistreated, but the food delivered each day was somewhat unappetizing.

This also showed Jun Changxiao had no intention of recruiting them. Otherwise, he would have long since had the Kitchen Hall prepare tasty meals to conduct a flavor-based conversion to make them say “how wonderful.”

“Alas.”

The strong person called Old Li sighed helplessly, “We’ve failed the Night King’s trust.”

“…”

This statement made the two companions eating feel ashamed.

They had been ordered to come to the Cangyun System this time to rescue planes under bloody suppression. As a result, not one task was completed before they became prisoners. In the end, they still needed the Night King to mobilize forces to rescue them.

“When we return.”

Old Li said, “We all need to apologize.”

From his words, it wasn’t hard to tell he truly believed they could be rescued.

“Creak!”

Just then, the prison door was opened.

“Swish!”

“Swish!”

Old He and his companion hastily threw down the steamed buns and noodles in their hands, then stood upright with dignity, that iron-boned air once again permeating their brows.

“Go in.”

“Clank! Clank! Clank!”

The sound of chains contacting the ground rang out.

Another prisoner coming?

The three pondered in their hearts, then slowly widened their eyes.

Because the prisoner walking in from outside had disheveled hair and unkempt appearance, clearly it was—

Old Li exclaimed in shock, “Protector Feng!”

“…”

Feng Wanli shook his head, sat on a wooden board, and said dejectedly while lowering his head, “Don’t ask anything. Let me be alone for a while.”

As one of the Night King Alliance’s protectors, sent to rescue three members, he thought it would be easy as pie. As a result… he also became a prisoner. Most tragically, the seven or eight spatial rings on him were all confiscated.

Thinking about how his family fortune was gone made his heart ache.

So painful.

So very painful!

…

“Tsk tsk.”

In the Eternal Sect’s great hall, after Jun Changxiao examined the spatial rings one by one, he was quite surprised, “This Night King Alliance protector is very wealthy!”

“We’ve already offended the Heavenly Demon Emperor. Now offending the Night King Alliance as well, I’m afraid…” Liu Sinan said.

“Alas.”

Jun Changxiao said, “This Seat also wants to maintain friendly relations with this organization, but they’re completely uncooperative.”

“…”

Liu Sinan fell silent.

You’re always thinking about extorting money—who would want to cooperate?

“However.”

Jun Changxiao interlocked his ten fingers, “This Night King Alliance has given this Seat an inspiration. Rather than fighting the Heavenly Demon Emperor single-handedly, why not find more helpers?”

“What does the Sect Master mean?”

“For example, establish an alliance, gather strong people from various planes, and jointly resist the Heavenly Demon Emperor.”

Jun Changxiao didn’t think that with his current strength, he could contend with the Heavenly Demon Emperor. If he relied solely on surviving and developing, it might take time. Better to follow the Night King Alliance’s method and unite with other planes to form a force that could contend with him.

“If that’s the case.”

The System said, “Why not join the Night King Alliance?”

“With such idiotic subordinates, can you trust them?” Jun Changxiao said. “Besides, dealing with the Heavenly Demon Emperor requires an intelligent leader. I’m confident I can take on this role.”

“Ptui!”

The System couldn’t help but spit, “You just want to be the boss and don’t want to be subordinate to others!”

“That’s right.”

Jun Changxiao was candid. He looked toward you outside the camera and asked, “Is there something wrong with that?”

…

Tianyuan Prison Tower.

Xiao Zuiji first walked in and placed a chair by the door.

Jun Changxiao sat down gracefully, looked at Feng Wanli who kept his head lowered inside, and smiled, “Protector Feng, are you comfortable with your lodgings?”

“…”

Feng Wanli raised his head, his expression serious, “Who exactly are you?”

This was his first time coming to the Cangyun System. He had more or less heard of famous strong people, but had never heard of such a young strong person who could subdue him with one sword strike.

“My name remains the same whether I’m walking or sitting.”

Jun Changxiao said, “Eternal Sect’s Sect Master, Jun Changxiao.”

“Eternal Sect? Jun Changxiao?” Feng Wanli muttered, then said, “Never heard of you.”

“Protector!”

Old He pointed at Jun Changxiao and angrily said, “This guy is the Heavenly Demon Emperor’s running dog. He’s just making up an identity to deliberately deceive us!”

“Damn it!”

Jun Changxiao stood up and roared, “Who are you calling a dog!”

“You!”

“You dare say it again!”

“Running dog! Dog!”

Old He’s hand reached out from the cage, pointing at Jun Changxiao’s nose and emphasizing repeatedly. This angered Jun Changxiao so much he opened his mouth to bite. If Xiao Zuiji hadn’t desperately pulled him back, he almost would have bitten him.

“Sect Master, calm down! Sect Master, calm down!”

“Whoosh!”

Jun Changxiao sat in the chair huffing and puffing, working hard to calm his anger. Returning to the topic, he said, “Of course, this Seat has another identity.”

“What identity?”

“Jun Alliance, Alliance Leader.”

“Jun Alliance?”

Feng Wanli had never heard of it.

“Of course.” Jun Changxiao interlocked his ten fingers, his expression serious, “The establishment of this organization can be traced back to ancient times. Whenever a great calamity approaches the Upper Universe, it will reappear in the world to save all living beings from fire and water.”

“…”

Feng Wanli looked skeptical.

This bragging was quite impressive, even involving ancient times.

Moreover, you’re called Jun Changxiao, and this organization is called Jun Alliance. Anyone could see it was thoughtlessly made up on the spot. Did he really think they were fools who would believe whatever he said?

“This Seat knows.”

Jun Changxiao said, “You have doubts.”

“No matter, I will prove it with actions. When the Heavenly Demon Emperor commits evil deeds, when the universe is at its darkest, only my Jun Alliance has the ability to save the situation from collapse and support the falling edifice!”

“Hehe.”

Feng Wanli laughed.

Setting aside whether the Jun Alliance truly existed, this statement alone wasn’t afraid of the wind making his tongue sprain.

“Boy.”

Feng Wanli said calmly, “Although I don’t want to discourage you, there’s something I must tell you. In the vast Upper Universe, only our Night King Alliance’s Alliance Leader is qualified to save all living beings!”

Jun Changxiao muttered in his heart, “He’s probably been brainwashed.”

“Since that’s the case.” He said expectantly, “This Seat would like to meet this Night King. Please trouble yourself to tell me the address. This Seat will prepare generous gifts for a visit.”

“Sorry.”

Feng Wanli said, “I cannot disclose that.”

“Then stay here.” Jun Changxiao stood up and left.

“Protector!”

After he left, Old He said, “You don’t really believe this guy is the Eternal Sect’s Sect Master and Jun Alliance’s Alliance Leader, do you?”

“I don’t believe it.” Feng Wanli shook his head.

“In my opinion, this guy is the Heavenly Demon Emperor’s lackey and running dog!”

“No.”

Feng Wanli said, “This boy is definitely not the Heavenly Demon Emperor’s subordinate.”

He couldn’t confirm whether he was a sect master or alliance leader, but he could confirm he had no connection with the Heavenly Demon Emperor. Because if there really was a connection, he and his companions would definitely not simply be imprisoned.

“He.”

“Who exactly is he?”

Feng Wanli sat in the prison cell, constantly thinking.

Until combining the special sword weapon and terrifying sword momentum from earlier, he suddenly understood, “Could he be related to the Guixu Sword Saint?!”

“Guixu Sword Saint?”

Old Li said in astonishment, “Didn’t he go into seclusion?”

“Not necessarily.” Feng Wanli said, “The Night King once said that the Guixu Sword Saint was cynical and angry at the world in his youth. How could he sit still with the Heavenly Demon Emperor wreaking havoc in the Upper Universe? He’s probably already taken action secretly, and that young man might be one of his people.”

…

“Achoo.”

In Guixu Realm, the Guixu Sword Saint who was supervising Zhou Hong’s sword practice suddenly sneezed, puzzled, “Why do I have an ominous premonition?”

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