It wasn’t that the North Desert Province sects were being polite—it was that Jun Changxiao had gone to mediate and directly withstood two Martial Emperor Saint-level martial techniques, which had created too great a shock!
If the various rumors about Eternal Sect before had just been hearsay, then the powerful experts from Cangsha Sect and the other ten great sects had witnessed it with their own eyes.
As long as he didn’t do anything too outrageous, they would definitely try their best to curry favor with him.
Besides, the ore Jun Changxiao bought was relatively rare in other provinces but very common in North Desert Province. The several major sects naturally wouldn’t mind.
Using ore to gain the goodwill of a Top Three Sect was absolutely worth it.
Of course.
Sect Master Jun wasn’t truly shameless.
That evening, he hosted a banquet at Yellow Sand City’s highest-class restaurant, entertaining the sect leaders who had given him ore.
Some sect masters weren’t in the city.
Upon receiving the news, they immediately dropped everything to attend the banquet.
For a time.
On the brightly lit third floor of the restaurant, the masters of the ten major sects dealing in ore business gathered together.
Speaking of which, it was rather absurd.
Half a month ago, they had been divided into two camps, fighting bloodily over ore veins. Now they sat together peacefully.
The banquet began.
Sect Master Jun raised his cup to thank each one in turn.
He also hoped to establish business relations with these ten sects, having them supply different ores to Eternal Sect at regular intervals.
Sect Master Song felt somewhat depressed.
He had thought only his sect would do business with Eternal Sect, but unexpectedly the other sects also had a share.
“No problem!” Feng Feisha agreed readily.
The other sects all chimed in.
In their view, while profit from doing business with Eternal Sect was secondary, the real benefit was establishing a relationship.
A potential Top Three.
Currently riding high.
Such a sect should be curried favor with, not offended.
“Of course.”
Jun Changxiao said: “Jun won’t shortchange everyone. All ore, regardless of quantity, will be purchased at market price.”
He sincerely wanted to do business, because Eternal Sect would need long-term development in the future. Others giving him face and providing things for free couldn’t happen every time.
Fists could make others submit, but couldn’t make them genuinely convinced. So he had to follow the rules.
“Come! Drink up!”
“Come, come!”
Jun Changxiao and the North Desert Province sect leaders drank and made merry.
If the various sect leaders from Northwest He Province, Northeast Lu Province, and even East Hao Province saw this, they would definitely have the urge to wipe away tears.
In our territories, he either smashed up places or issued challenges, and even his disciples dared to swagger about in the royal cities. How come in North Desert Province he’s wining and dining with sect leaders, chatting and laughing!
“I thought this guy would be a troublemaker, but I guessed wrong.” The system said helplessly.
Based on its understanding of Jun Changxiao, rashly going to mediate could have resulted in making enemies of the entire North Desert Province at worst.
Going to Northeast Lu Province and East Hao Province were examples.
The result?
Not only did he get along peacefully with North Desert Province sects, when the drinking got lively they nearly became sworn brothers on the spot.
“This man is too hard to predict.” The system said.
……
*Ding! Ding!*
After the drinking session, Jun Changxiao heard notification sounds in his ears indicating equipment forging was complete.
The ore freely obtained from the various ore shops this time could forge quite a few True Yang Swords, Penetrating Cloud Sabers, Black Iron Shields, and other equipment.
“Phew!”
Jun Changxiao used spiritual energy to purge the alcohol and thought: “It’s time to return.”
“Everyone.”
With energy surging from his dantian, he called out: “Jun is leaving now!”
His voice penetrated the clouds and echoed across half of North Desert Province, startling quite a few martial artists who had already fallen asleep.
Who’s leaving?
Many people looked completely confused.
*Whoosh—*
In the firmament, Jun Changxiao flew at extreme speed while holding Little Dragon, a smile on his wind-swept face.
Feng Feisha and Sect Master Song watched him depart and said: “This guy finally left!”
Regarding Jun Changxiao’s affairs, they had heard about them until they were sick of it, and had also summarized their experience—as long as he went to another province, something bad would definitely happen.
In Northeast Lu Province, he smashed up Extreme Cold Palace.
In East Hao Province, he not only smashed up Lily Sacred Sect but also smashed other sects along with it.
So when he appeared in North Desert Province, appeared in Yellow Sand City, Feng Feisha and the others immediately tensed up, afraid of not hosting this lord properly and causing some incident!
Crimson Fire Sect’s Elder Cui had nearly been killed, hadn’t he!
In short, sects that had sufficient understanding of Jun Changxiao all firmly believed—this young man absolutely must not be provoked!
……
Eternal Sect.
The most troubled was Ye Xingchen.
For the past half month, Hui’er hadn’t been pestering him and had become completely invisible.
The main issue was that having an additional fiancée out of nowhere truly displeased Emperor Ye.
In his previous life, he had been hurt by a woman.
In this life, how could he make the same mistake again?
“Huff, huff!”
Ye Xingchen was inside the fifth floor of the Training Tower, enduring soul torment to keep himself absolutely calm and absolutely cold-blooded.
“Don’t pursue the martial path too deliberately, and don’t disguise yourself as cold-blooded and heartless. Experiencing the seven emotions and six desires, enjoying life—that’s actually another form of cultivation.” Jun Changxiao’s words suddenly echoed in his ears.
“Seven emotions and six desires?”
Ye Xingchen clenched his fist, his gaze cold: “I don’t need them!”
“Ahh—”
The soul erosion reached its peak, and he finally couldn’t support it anymore, letting out a miserable, agonized scream.
……
The next day.
Jun Changxiao returned to the sect.
As for the matter between Ye Xingchen and Hui’er, he chose to wait and see.
Actually, after guessing that this disciple might be a reborn powerhouse, Sect Master Jun could understand why he chose not to accept this unexpected fiancée.
Ye Xingchen was Ye Xingchen, not Pei Aniu.
Since there were no feelings between the two, naturally there wouldn’t be any result.
“Qingyang.”
Jun Changxiao sat in the hall and asked: “While I was away, nothing happened, right?”
“Reporting to Sect Master.”
Li Qingyang replied: “Everything has been normal.”
“Oh.”
Jun Changxiao acknowledged, then said: “By the way, I remember you also have a beloved, right?”
“Yes.” Li Qingyang said.
His beloved was also a girl of ordinary status, never accepted by his father and family, who had always been doing their utmost to obstruct them.
“Now that you’ve entered the Martial King stage, why not go find her?” Jun Changxiao asked.
“Not strong enough yet.”
Li Qingyang said: “This disciple hopes to break through to an even higher level!”
Jun Changxiao walked down and patted his shoulder, encouraging him: “Work hard then.”
……
After returning to the sect, Jun Changxiao summoned Li Luoqiu to discuss plans for continuing to expand the branch halls, with particular focus on advancing into North Desert Province.
“North Desert Province is too far from Southwest Yang Province. This will need to be done gradually.” Li Luoqiu said.
“Yes.”
Jun Changxiao said: “The beast feed shops also need to expand. The sect needs more funds.”
Having made business deals with North Desert Province sects, purchasing ore would definitely require large amounts of money, so there had to be absolute guarantees in this regard.
“Understood.”
Li Luoqiu nodded.
Li Qingyang handled internal affairs, while she handled external affairs.
Jiang Xie and the Ning brothers and other members of Eternal Sect’s Fantastic Four primarily taught disciples.
Speaking of teaching, that reminded him of Shangguan Xingyao. This girl full of endless questions researched formations while also studying martial techniques, and had created quite a few martial skills during this time.
Jun Changxiao had her save them up for now. When she had accumulated enough, he would help perfect them all, then exchange them for martial techniques in the Technique Pavilion.
“Ding! Ding!”
In the Martial Technique Pavilion, the forged True Yang Swords, Penetrating Cloud Sabers, and Black Iron Shields were all placed inside.
The quantities were quite substantial—at least a thousand of each.
Jun Changxiao set the prices and informed the disciples that if they wanted to obtain them, they could exchange contribution points earned from completing tasks.
This way.
Everyone’s enthusiasm for doing tasks became even stronger!
“Ah!”
After everything was settled, Jun Changxiao leaned back in the great hall’s chair, stretched lazily and said: “The Dragon-Tiger Competition is still far off. Am I really supposed to wait around bored like this?”
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