Never mind that Master Fan never appeared on stage—the weapons he forged had an extremely high screen appearance rate.
This time was no exception. The Half-Step Martial Saint from Haoguang Sacred Sect held a broken sword in his hand—one that he had previously forged. In terms of quality, it had already reached Saint-grade.
Unfortunately, not even given a name, not even given the chance for extras to gasp and build atmosphere, it had already completed its curtain call performance.
“My… my sword!”
The Half-Step Martial Saint gripped his sword that he’d spent great effort and wealth to obtain. His hands trembled uncontrollably, eyes filled with sorrow and grief.
Master Fan’s forged swords not only represented excellence but also elegance.
If upper-class people could obtain one, even if its level wasn’t high, it was enough to show off for a lifetime.
Saint-grade sword weapons were even more treasured by collectors and users as precious gems. How could they accept the reality of being severed!
Never mind whether Master Fan was still alive—just having his forged weapons repeatedly destroyed by Jun Changxiao to create show-off atmosphere made him the ultimate tragedy of someone whose weapons were known but who remained unseen.
“Destroying my weapon.”
That Half-Step Martial Saint raised his head, eyes flashing with towering fury: “Unforgivable!”
“Whoosh—”
Instantly, his entire body surged with powerful aura domain, pressing toward Jun Changxiao, clearly intending to use the massive advantage in realm to forcibly restrain him.
High realm versus low realm combat—this method was undoubtedly the simplest and most direct.
However.
Even the Upper Realm Palm Seal’s pressure couldn’t penetrate Jun Gou Sheng. How could a Half-Step Martial Saint accomplish it!
“Whoosh!”
He held the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade and charged through the aura domain. His weaponized right arm suddenly blazed brilliantly, endless power flooding the blade body, making the blade surface engraved with an azure wandering dragon erupt with momentum that shattered space.
“Crack crack crack—”
Advancing forward, all the way with lightning and sparks!
Jun Changxiao at full power was absolutely terrifying!
“Whoosh—”
Just then, the entire blade body emitted azure light, gathering into a long-bearded azure shadow that spoke in a voice like a great bell: “I am the Marquis of Hanshou Pavilion, Guan Yunchang.”
This voice carried momentum of loyalty reaching to the heavens, shocking the hearts and spirits of the distant spectators.
Some martial artists who came together even felt the impulse to kneel and become sworn brothers before their friends under the witness of this azure shadow.
“Phantom Soul?”
The two Half-Step Martial Saints were greatly surprised.
“Whoosh—”
Just then, Jun Changxiao, enhanced by the Martial Saint Soul, had already charged over. Towering above that powerhouse, he furiously swung the blade down: “Blade aura spans thirty thousand li, one blade’s cold light across nineteen continents!”
“Whoosh!”
The heavy azure blade aura tore through space from above, slashing down. Heaven and earth seemed to instantly lose all color.
It was as if all things fell silent, leaving only Young Master Jun’s blade!
“Crack crack crack—”
Space shattered, blade scars remaining.
The Half-Step Martial Saint hovering below showed shocked eyes.
How could this guy ignore his aura domain? How could he unleash such tremendous momentum!
Time didn’t allow him to consider this. His palms suddenly formed a heaven-supporting position. Thick spiritual energy burst forth, instantly forming a substantial defensive barrier in the air above.
“Boom!”
A massive explosion rang out. The azure blade light fiercely struck the barrier. Extremely powerful destructive force instantly penetrated inside, making it shatter with a ‘boom’ on the spot!
“Whoosh!”
That Half-Step Martial Saint explosively retreated backward!
Rumble—
The remaining force of the blade aura directly struck the ground, while he broke out in a cold sweat.
Just now, that kind of power—if he hadn’t dodged in time, he would definitely have been directly slashed and injured, even slashed in half!
An Emperor-level young man could actually bring a crisis feeling to himself, a Half-Step Martial Saint. That… his weapon and equipment were just too overpowered!
Whoosh!
Jun Changxiao, consuming the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade, activated the Martial Saint Soul and charged over again. At this moment, he had clearly suppressed the opponent in momentum and definitely wouldn’t give any breathing room!
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
The two instantly engaged in intense combat in the high sky, the description of which was omitted for tens of thousands of words.
…
About ten minutes later.
Jun Changxiao slashed out with his blade again. Though that Half-Step Martial Saint barely dodged, his arm still bore a blade scar, blood spraying out.
Looking carefully, his body had over ten more blade scars. Clearly, during the tens of thousands of omitted words, he’d been slashed quite a bit.
“Whoosh!”
That Half-Step Martial Saint’s breathing was slightly labored, roaring in his heart: “How is he still so energetic!”
This boy fully equipped with top-grade equipment definitely required enhancement. After prolonged combat, stamina would inevitably decline.
But after fighting for over ten minutes, he himself had worked hard to dodge blade light yet still been wounded so many times, already clearly somewhat bedraggled. Yet the opponent instead fought more courageously!
Dual-core drive—making men last longer.
“Whoosh!”
Jun Changxiao charged over again!
This time, gathering power into the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade once more, he slashed out a blade aura that tore through space. The power was no weaker than when combat began!
The Half-Step Martial Saint didn’t dare take it head-on and could only retreat again, until retreating alongside the other two companions. Gasping for breath, he said: “If you don’t step up, all the spirit stones in the vein will be dug out!”
Chickened out.
Didn’t dare continue fighting!
“Ding! Side mission complete. Congratulations to host for obtaining 10,000 contribution points!”
“Ding! Contribution points: 30,001/50,000.”
“Ding! Congratulations to host for completing the side mission and obtaining mission rewards: New Unsealing Talisman ×1, Heaven and Earth Treasure Cultivation Device purchase right ×1.”
Jun Changxiao, preparing to attack, heard the notification sound and immediately halted his blade, his face full of astonishment: “It’s complete already?”
System said: “That guy was beaten away and instigated companions to take action. The system determined you had already defeated him.”
“I see.”
Jun Changxiao understood, his face erupting with wild joy.
Completing the side mission reward gave him a New Unsealing Talisman—didn’t that mean he could unseal the modified Blade of Difficult Collection!
The blade Shouyuan sent had been modified for some time.
But because the old unsealing talisman couldn’t break the seal, it had never been used. So until now, he didn’t know its power.
“Whoosh!”
Jun Changxiao returned to the boulder in the valley, the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade standing before him. He said coldly: “Can’t win so you call companions—is this the style of first and second-rate sects?”
Having the New Unsealing Talisman made his back straighten even more.
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
The two powerhouses from Haoguang Sacred Sect and Aoshi Sacred Sect ignored him, flying toward the valley. That Half-Step Martial Saint’s reminder made them decide to first seize the spirit stone vein.
“Fire!”
Jun Changxiao shouted.
Xiao Zuiji, who had activated special effects mode long ago, controlled the sight and locked onto the Aoshi Sacred Sect powerhouse flying in front. He decisively pulled the trigger!
“Boom—”
White smoke sprayed from the cannon barrel. The shell shocked space as it burst forth, spinning as it rushed forward.
The distant martial artists seeing this confirmed that the Haoguang Sacred Sect Wuhuang elder earlier must have been blasted down by this thing!
“Hm?”
The locked-on Half-Step Martial Saint captured the spatial tremor. The corner of his mouth showed disdain. Then, as if using flash technique, he flashed to directly above the valley.
“Whoosh!”
Vast spiritual energy burst forth, then madly permeated downward.
What he needed to do now was seal off the valley, not allowing Eternal Sect disciples to enter or exit.
“Watch out!”
Just then, the Haoguang Sacred Sect powerhouse behind him shouted.
That Half-Step Martial Saint’s spiritual sense spread out, discovering that distant streaming light had suddenly turned at the area he’d just traversed, blasting toward him again.
No panic.
No rush.
Watch me continue traversing space.
Whoosh!
The Aoshi Sacred Sect powerhouse calmly merged with space, then appeared at the position before his first flash, the corner of his mouth showing a smile.
“Boom—”
Suddenly, that area exploded. Rolling thick smoke appeared, like traces left by the blooming of oversized fireworks.
“Whoosh!”
A gust of wind blew. The white smoke dispersed.
That Aoshi Sacred Sect powerhouse hung in mid-air, his entire body blasted extremely bedraggled, his tied-up hair now messily scattered.
The god-modified rocket launcher’s power could blast unconscious a peak Wuhuang like He Chunsheng but couldn’t shake a Half-Step Martial Saint, so it only caused damage without bringing substantial heavy injury.
However.
It was still quite humiliating.
After all, flashing left and right in front of everyone, yet still failing to flash away and getting blasted—absolutely both awkward and shameful.
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
On the other side, the Grand Elder of Extreme Cold Palace and Five Extremes Evil Saint had already flown out, blocking above the valley, intercepting another Half-Step Martial Saint.
Both sides briefly confirmed each other with their eyes, instantly entangling in combat.
In terms of strength, the Grand Elder of Extreme Cold Palace couldn’t match this great sect powerhouse. But with Five Extremes Evil Saint, who once had Martial Saint cultivation, assisting, there was still no pressure.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
The three fought intensely in mid-air. Space, under the spiritual energy bursts, shook into tatters.
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
Zhen Dejun frequently waved formation flags, planting them inside the valley. A formation from the Thirty-Two Extraordinary Formations quickly condensed, blocking the remaining force to prevent it from affecting the spirit stone vein below.
“Little Dragon, Little Demon Immortal.”
Jun Changxiao pointed at that Half-Saint who’d been blasted: “This person is yours.”
“Whoosh!”
Little Dragon charged over first!
“Whoosh—”
Scorching flames permeated, then presented an innocent young boy’s face, saying: “I can handle it myself.”
“Boom!”
Little Demon Immortal pressed Spirit Cat’s face against the rocks, vigorously rubbing hard: “Is he looking down on me!”
Big sis!
Whether he looks down on you I don’t know, but I know you’re committing murder!
“Whoosh!”
Spirit Cat was flung out.
Little Demon Immortal’s back transformed wings, then flew up at full speed!
“Boom!”
Little Dragon had already engaged the Half-Saint, angrily shouting: “Obstructive woman, hurry and get lost!”
“I refuse!”
Little Demon Immortal flew to a high point. Black wings wrapped around herself. The space before her shook. Feather after shining feather appeared out of thin air: “Ten Thousand Feathers!”
“Whoosh!”
Her twin wings suddenly spread. Feathers instantly shot like arrows toward that Half-Saint!
Little Dragon, who had just exchanged a punch with him, turned back to look, his facial expression collapsing as he roared: “Pig teammate!”
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Explosion after dense explosion rang out. Shattered space spread in all directions!
Many martial artists seeing this all gasped. This level of combat, witnessing it on scene, was truly extremely shocking!
“Boom—”
Just then, a massive explosion rang out above the valley. Another Half-Saint was blasted away, then shakily stabilized himself. His chest clothing shattered into a hole, skin bearing a black palm print.
“Young man.”
Five Extremes Evil Saint’s right hand permeated with black aura, eyes cold: “If this were back in the day, one palm from me would make you suffer unbearable pain.”
The Haoguang Sacred Sect Half-Saint used spiritual energy to rapidly dissolve the evil qi penetrating his body, expression grave: “So you’re an evil cultivator!”
“Ten Thousand Feathers!”
Just then, Little Demon Immortal on the other side seemed to have gone berserk. She folded her wings together again, then suddenly spread them. Dense feathers shot out like rain.
“…”
Little Dragon’s mouth twitched. He had dodged early, angrily saying: “Constantly getting in the way, woman!”
Whoosh!
After the feather offensive ended, he condensed supreme flames and charged toward that Half-Saint.
Boom!
Boom!
Flames filled the sky in mid-air. Fist prints and power ran rampant.
That Half-Saint, first blasted once, then bombarded twice by Little Demon Immortal—though the injuries weren’t fatal, he was still inevitably affected and immediately entangled by Little Dragon.
Two Half-Saints—one entangled by contract beasts, one entangled by the Grand Elder of Extreme Cold Palace and Five Extremes Evil Saint.
What about the other one?
Naturally entangled by Sect Master Jun.
One could only see him going all out again, holding the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade and charging over.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
In the valley area, three battlefields frequently staged powerful combat, making distant spectators not know which to watch!
Xiao Zuiji was also conflicted.
Because after reloading the shell, he didn’t know which target to lock onto.
Five Extremes predecessor and the others had already gained the upper hand. The sect master was also chasing his opponent from east to west. So he could only continue bombarding the Aoshi Sacred Sect Half-Saint.
“Click!”
Locked on.
But Little Dragon and his opponent kept entangling. There was no opportunity to fire.
“Ten Thousand Feathers!”
Just then, Little Demon Immortal unleashed her killing move again.
Little Dragon heard the sound, turned his head without a word, and headed far away. Then he roared: “Are you hitting him or hitting me!”
“Of course hitting him!”
“If you’re hitting him, can’t you look for opportunities instead of always bombarding us together!”
“I like it. Is it any of your business!”
“I think you’re asking for a beating!”
Sect Master Jun’s two contract beasts stopped fighting the Half-Saint and hung in mid-air arguing.
“Good opportunity!”
Xiao Zuiji seized the timing. Taking advantage of that Half-Saint just receiving the Ten Thousand Feathers, he hurriedly pulled the trigger, firing the precision strike’s second shot!
“Boom!”
Brilliant smoke appeared in mid-air again.
The Aoshi Sacred Sect Half-Saint suffered bombardment again, his whole person becoming even more bedraggled. Even his hair was blasted standing up.
Little Dragon and Little Demon Immortal, startled by the cannon sound, stopped arguing. They unanimously targeted him externally, locking onto him—either unleashing Ten Thousand Feathers or condensing violent flames to blast over.
That Half-Saint, repeatedly attacked, saw his strength significantly reduced. Immediately pressed down and beaten by the two contract beasts, he grew more frantic and panicked.
Because below, Eternal Sect disciples set up that strange treasure again, locking onto himself. Dodge—get blasted. Don’t dodge—face that man and woman’s endless entanglement!
“Boom!”
Shortly after, Xiao Zuiji seized another opportunity and fired the shell again, precisely blasting that Half-Saint, blasting him until his hair stood wildly with white smoke.
His strength was formidable, able to withstand rocket launcher bombardment. But once or twice was possible—how could he continuously endure? So unfortunately, dragging his bedraggled body, he fell downward.
“Whoosh!”
Little Dragon dragged flames charging over, both hands suddenly reaching out. Shell after shell shot like cruise missiles toward the falling target.
Little Demon Immortal naturally wasn’t willing to fall behind. She gathered Ten Thousand Feathers again and blasted toward that Half-Saint.
“Boom boom boom boom boom—”
That area outside the valley, under the wild bombardment, continuously sank, finally forming a crater hundreds of zhang deep.
As for that Aoshi Sacred Sect Half-Saint, he pitifully lay at the deepest part, completely unconscious.
Blasted three times by rocket launchers, wildly bombarded by two contract beasts for so long before finally losing combat capability—one must stand and offer the highest noble hat-removing salute.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
Five Extremes Evil Saint on the other end brought his evil arts to full play. Taking advantage of when his opponent fought the Grand Elder of Extreme Cold Palace, he appeared and disappeared like a ghost, sneak attacking from behind.
After coming dozens of times, that Half-Saint’s spirit completely collapsed from the sneak attacks. Finally with no other choice, he could only drag his body with a back covered in black palm prints and flee toward the mountain valley’s exterior.
When he saw the Aoshi Sacred Sect Half-Saint blasted unconscious in the deep crater, he knew the overall situation was lost. So he transmitted: “Retreat!”
The companion who came together had no time to respond, because at this moment he had already flown hundreds of li away. Behind him, Jun Changxiao raised his blade madly chasing and slashing, rather having a feeling of “you are the wind, I am the sand, clinging together around the world.”
“Damn it!”
Unable to wait for his companion’s transmission, that Half-Step Martial Saint unwillingly gritted his teeth and flew toward the distance without looking back.
The Grand Elder of Extreme Cold Palace and Five Extremes Evil Saint, seeing their opponent flee, didn’t chase but landed on the boulder.
“…”
The martial artists standing in the distance had twitching mouths.
Three Half-Step Martial Saints—one blasted unconscious, one chased around the world, the other directly fled. Simply too unbelievable!
No wonder Sect Master Jun dared occupy the valley, unafraid of so many sects. Turns out he wasn’t courting death but truly had the strength to fight them!
“Whoosh!”
Just then, Jun Changxiao manipulated the Armed Wings flying over, then gasped for breath: “Damn, runs really fast!”
“…”
Li Qingyang and others’ mouths twitched slightly.
The two contract beasts and Five Extremes predecessor and the others could press down and beat Half-Saints because they had numerical superiority. The sect master alone with a blade chased away a Half-Saint—that was truly super fierce!
“Sect Master.”
Li Qingyang said: “What about the unconscious Half-Saint?”
Jun Changxiao withdrew the blade and removed his armor: “Seal his meridians and tie him up.”
“Yes!”
Li Fei and Tian Qi ran over efficiently.
“Thud!”
Jun Changxiao sat down with a thump, wiping the sweat from his forehead: “This is really damn exhausting.”
Don’t look at how satisfying it was when this guy chased the Half-Saint around the world—the spiritual energy and strength consumed were also extremely great. If the opponent hadn’t fled and persisted a bit longer, he would definitely have been exhausted to complete depletion.
System said: “Host still has a large gap compared to Half-Step Martial Saints.”
Without his full equipment enhancement, with Jun Changxiao’s seventh-grade Sword-Martial Emperor cultivation, he could only contend with peak Wuhuangs. Facing Half-Saints, he would only be completely crushed.
Of course.
Chasing away a Half-Saint while cheating was still worthy of affirmation.
Because not just anyone had the qualifications to cheat. And not everyone who cheated could mix things up so successfully in another world without being banned.
…
Everything returned to normal.
Wild Boar Peppa in the mine tunnel suffered no interference and continued digging the spirit stone vein.
Haoguang Sacred Sect and Aoshi Sacred Sect, having suffered losses, didn’t send anyone again.
In just one night.
The natural spirit stones were completely excavated.
Sect Master Jun counted them—at least two to three million pieces. Delighted, he said: “Pack up and return!”
“Yes!”
Xiao Zuiji retrieved the field artillery and rocket launcher. Zhen Dejun withdrew the formations and collected the formation flags. Eternal Sect disciples rode Hurricane Wolves, galloping toward the sect.
Soon.
This valley became cold and deserted.
The distant martial artists saw Eternal Sect’s main force withdraw and entered the mine tunnel with hopeful hearts. Seeing nothing inside, their mouths twitched.
A newly emerged spirit stone vein completely dug out in less than a full day—how did they do it!
On the return journey.
Zilin Demon King looked at Jun Changxiao and others traveling ahead, expression grave: “This Eternal Sect that’s only fifth-rate level is extremely formidable!”
Three Half-Step Martial Saints all suffered at their hands. Itself sealed for so long, cultivation and strength greatly diminished, being captured as a prisoner wasn’t shameful at all!
Thinking this.
Zilin Demon King straightened its back, swaggering as it walked.
Ye Xingchen who followed along remained silent the whole way but felt somewhat displeased in his heart.
Because from guarding the spirit stone vein to fighting Half-Saints, he had completely just been here to make up numbers.
No rush, no rush.
Once this emperor recovers peak strength, no major scene will be without me.