When Jun Changxiao first came to Yellow Sand City, there were very few martial artists in the city. The main streets were covered with yellow sand, like an abandoned ancient city.

When he came the second time, the main street had many martial artists in different attire walking about, and the previously closed ore shops were already packed with people.

Cangsha Sect and Chengfeng Sect had fought for so long that the entire ore industry was affected and entered a paralyzed state.

Now that the conflict was resolved, naturally they had to resume normal business.

Forces from other prefectures had been in a perpetual shortage. Learning that everything was restored, they naturally spared no effort to make purchases.

Every ore shop was filled with forces from other prefectures haggling, their faces red from arguing.

Those who didn’t know might think conflicts were about to arise and an all-out brawl would break out at any moment.

“Quite lively.”

Jun Changxiao stopped at an ore shop.

Before he even walked in, the passersby cast contemptuous looks at him.

Jun Changxiao had been in a hurry to get to Yellow Sand City to purchase ore and hadn’t paid attention to his appearance. At this moment he was covered in dust—at first glance he looked just like a mine worker.

Actually he was a mine worker, having mined alone for half a month after all.

In this world, mine workers were like servants and maids, belonging to the lower nine classes of existence. Suddenly appearing on a high-end commercial street, naturally they couldn’t avoid being excluded.

Jun Changxiao didn’t care about others’ gazes and walked into the ore shop with his head held high.

“Hey, this little mine worker is quite cocky.”

People muttered in their hearts.

“Shopkeeper.”

After entering the ore shop, Jun Changxiao took out a materials list. “Does your shop have these ores?”

The shopkeeper looked up and said, “Don’t you have eyes to look yourself?”

The shop had just opened not long ago, and with martial artists from various prefectures coming to purchase creating too much bustle, naturally it was difficult to attend to this mine worker-like customer.

Indeed.

People rely on clothes, horses rely on saddles.

If Sect Master Jun changed into presentable clothes and used magic hair gel to make his hair shine, standing there he would definitely be recognized as a wealthy young master from a great family.

“Alright.”

Jun Changxiao looked around himself.

The shelves displayed many ores of different qualities, including ones he needed.

“Shopkeeper.”

Jun Changxiao picked up a piece of ore and inquired, “How much of this type of ore do you have?”

The shopkeeper said, “A total of twenty thousand jin.”

“Twenty thousand jin is acceptable.”

Jun Changxiao stroked his chin. “I’ll take it all.”

These words were spoken quite loudly—the martial artists from various prefectures selecting ores in the shop all heard clearly.

Take it all?

Everyone looked over.

The meaning in their eyes seemed to say: Buddy, this ore’s level isn’t low. Can you afford it?

“Kid.”

Just then, a man who had just entered said, “These twenty thousand jin of Spiritstar Stone—my Crimson Fire Sect is taking them all.”

“Crimson Fire Sect?”

The martial artists in the shop immediately showed respect.

Crimson Fire Sect was a fourth-rate sect in Northwestern He Prefecture with overall strength similar to Cangsha Sect. They were said to have intricate connections with the second-rate Crimson Flame Saint Sect.

“Elder Cui!”

The shopkeeper hurriedly rushed out from behind the counter, putting on a smiling face. “Why did you personally come to purchase ore?”

From cold indifference to beaming smiles, the face-changing speed was incredibly fast!

“…”

Jun Changxiao was speechless.

This was really too realistic!

“Sorry.”

Jun Changxiao said, “I was the one who saw the Spiritstar Stone first. If you want to buy, go look at another shop.”

Hey.

This kid is quite arrogant!

Crimson Fire Sect’s Elder Cui’s face immediately darkened.

If it were another sect force, he might give way, but a dirty mine worker acting so uncooperative—it was really unbearable!

“This customer.”

The shopkeeper said, “My shop has a contract with Crimson Fire Sect—they have priority purchasing rights for any ore.”

Jun Changxiao said, “If so, why put the ore out for sale?”

“This…”

“Don’t explain.”

Jun Changxiao said, “Since it’s on the shelves, it’s open to everyone. There should be a first-come-first-served principle.”

Spiritstar Stone was one of the required materials for forging equipment. He wouldn’t back down.

“Kid!”

Elder Cui said in a heavy voice, “Are you looking for trouble?”

“Me looking for trouble?”

Jun Changxiao shrugged. “Everyone, please judge—who exactly is looking for trouble here?”

Everyone’s mouths twitched.

That the ore shop and Crimson Fire Sect had established priority purchasing rights—one could figure out with their toes that this was the shopkeeper making things up, aiming to sell the ore to Elder Cui.

Theoretically, this dirty guy came first, so selling to him was reasonable. But competing with a fourth-rate sect for ore—wasn’t that fancy suicide?

“Kid.”

Elder Cui said with a dark expression, “Which sect or faction are you from?”

Daring to confront him, he worried this guy’s background might be unusual, so he inquired in advance.

Jun Changxiao seemed to see through his intention and didn’t give Myriad Ancients Sect’s name, instead saying plainly, “No sect or faction, just an independent cultivator.”

Elder Cui pointed at the door and said coldly, “Get lost.”

With that one word, Martial King aura immediately permeated, and the ore shop was suddenly filled with a murderous atmosphere.

“Elder Cui, calm down, calm down!”

The shopkeeper hurriedly soothed his emotions, then looked at Jun Changxiao and urged, “This customer, why don’t you leave quickly?”

Jun Changxiao said, “Sell these Spiritstar Stones to me and I’ll leave immediately.”

“Kid.”

Elder Cui said coldly, “You’re challenging my temper.”

Whoosh whoosh!

Martial King aura erupted even more intensely. The Martial Ancestor level customers in the shop were disturbed until their hearts and spirits trembled.

The shopkeeper feared Elder Cui would really lose control and destroy the shop, so he hurriedly said, “This customer, if you don’t leave now, no one in heaven or earth can save you!”

“Shopkeeper Hao.”

Elder Cui said coldly, “Please prepare the Spiritstar Stone.”

“Right away, right away.”

The shopkeeper said, “I’ll go now.”

“Wait.”

Jun Changxiao blocked him, his gaze cold as he looked at Elder Cui. “These ores were what I saw first. You dare take even one piece—try it!”

Hey.

Is this kid threatening Crimson Fire Sect’s elder?

He’s got guts!

Elder Cui sneered coldly and waved his hand. Martial King aura permeated out, enveloping the Spiritstar Stone on the shelf, then pulling it over.

Try it and see? I dare!

Bang!

An explosive sound transmitted!

A visible ripple erupted from the ore shop, scaring passing martial artists into retreating repeatedly, even stumbling and falling on their bottoms.

What’s going on?

Everyone steadied themselves and hurriedly looked toward the ore shop.

Inside the shop, Jun Changxiao stood before Elder Cui, his right fist bombarding the man’s chest.

“You…”

Elder Cui’s eyes bulged wide. The pain from his chest ravaged his consciousness sea, making it impossible for him to organize his words effectively.

“Thud.”

His body fell straight down, his gaze gradually becoming vacant.

Try it and die!

“Elder Cui…” The shopkeeper’s eyes showed terror. “Is… is dead?”

“Heavens!”

“This guy killed Crimson Fire Sect’s elder!”

The martial artists in the shop all exclaimed.

Jun Changxiao withdrew his fist, his gaze cold as he looked at the shopkeeper. “These Spiritstar Stones—I’m taking them all. Are you selling or not?”

“Thud!”

The shopkeeper was scared into collapsing on the ground. He retrieved an item from his spatial ring, his voice trembling: “Sect… Sect Master, something big happened at the shop. Please bring people quickly…”