The Planar Battlefield’s regulation stated that any side that expanded their territory to something resembling a town’s scale could apply to leave early.

In Jun Changxiao’s view, this was very easy. After all, when he previously went in for a round of trouble-making, although he was beaten rather miserably by the Earth-rank expert, the stronghold representing Xingyun Continent had also expanded considerably under his efforts.

“Efforts?”

The System scoffed: “Are you sure it wasn’t from being surrounded and killed, forcing you to counterattack?”

That was just done casually. If he brought Elder Ding and Demon King Zilin with them and seriously fought a battle, let alone developing to a town level—developing to a city size would be no problem.

Wait a moment!

Suddenly, Jun Changxiao thought of something and muttered: “Isn’t Xingyun Continent only able to enter five years from now? How did the stronghold representing Xingyun Continent appear early?”

The System said: “The host is a Xingyun Continent warrior. Smuggling yourself in naturally established territory belonging to Xingyun Continent.”

“…”

Jun Changxiao’s mouth twitched: “You mean five years from now when they enter the Planar Battlefield, they’ll be teleported there?”

“It should be.” the System said.

Jun Changxiao’s expression immediately became wonderful: “I can bring disciples to smuggle in early. If within five years we expand the territory inside, won’t they be completely dumbfounded when they arrive?”

“Uh…”

The System said: “Seems like it.”

With the teleportation gate, Sect Master Jun could bring disciples who met the requirements into the Planar Battlefield at any time, which meant being five years ahead of Xingyun Continent.

The female System had previously said that territory could only be managed for one year, so he would definitely frequently go in to cause trouble. After five years of developing the territory inside to city-level, when Xingyun Continent’s warriors arrived, that scene would definitely be…

“City Lord Mu.”

Jun Changxiao said: “Honglian has good aptitude. If she’s going to break through, you can’t stop it anyway, so don’t be too pessimistic. Why not take it one step at a time? Perhaps five years from now when entering the Planar Battlefield, you can leave immediately.”

Since he knew Xingyun Continent had been selected to participate in the Planar Battlefield, as someone whose body originated from here, he definitely had to do something for everyone.

System: “Bah!”

In the Ten Directions Fatal Tower, you didn’t want to shoulder any mission, saying you’d only reluctantly accept if there were benefits.

Would the host kindly do something for everyone?

Impossible!

“Please.”

Jun Changxiao broke down: “Don’t think of me as so selfish, okay? After all, I’m also a member of Xingyun Continent!”

“Leave immediately?”

Mu Changhong shook his head bitterly: “To be honest with Sect Master Jun, including myself and some warriors preparing to enter, we’ve all prepared to die in battle.”

The altar side had informed many major sects, major forces, and top-tier scattered cultivators about participating in the Planar Battlefield. Those experts who decided to go to the front lines all didn’t plan to come out alive, but would do their utmost to expand the territory and fight for a slim chance of survival for the younger generation.

Mu Changhong thought the same way.

What he and other older-generation experts could do was sacrifice themselves to prevent more Xingyun Continent warriors from perishing within.

They were undoubtedly great, and at the same time helplessly forced into this. Because they couldn’t disobey the upper realm’s decree and couldn’t avoid it themselves, they could only choose to sacrifice!

“It’s not that exaggerated.”

Jun Changxiao consoled: “Perhaps when that day comes, a miracle will occur.”

“A miracle?”

Mu Changhong smiled bitterly.

However, he could also tell that Jun Changxiao wasn’t taking the Planar Battlefield seriously.

This was understandable. After all, he was still very young, hadn’t experienced much, and the sect was thriving, inevitably developing an attitude that no one under heaven could match him.

“Sect Master Jun.”

Mu Changhong said: “You’ve already reached Emperor-level. Although you’re not on the first batch’s entry list, you should still prepare at any time.”

This was his purpose for coming to the Wangu Sect today—not to visit his daughter, but to remind Jun Changxiao to make thorough battle preparations within five years.

Actually, Jun Gousheng had been preparing all along, for nearly a year now.

Moreover, in one month, he would bring people to kill their way in and take revenge on the Earth-rank expert!

“City Lord Mu.”

Jun Changxiao leaned his body forward slightly and said quietly: “If five years from now a miracle occurs that allows safe passage through this tribulation, but requires payment of a certain amount of natural spirit stones, would you all agree?”

“Look!”

The System said: “I guessed right!”

Kindly doing something for Xingyun Continent? Bah! You clearly have ulterior motives!

“This safety—does it refer to Xingyun Continent?”

“That works.”

Mu Changhong didn’t hesitate and answered directly: “If it can allow Xingyun Continent to safely pass through this tribulation, never mind natural spirit stones—whatever’s needed, we’ll give it!”

“Other warriors think the same way?” Jun Changxiao asked.

Mu Changhong said seriously: “The Planar Battlefield is extremely perilous. Our Xingyun Continent’s strength is far inferior to other planes. Going in is simply sending heads. If we can pass through this tribulation, not only avoiding death but also preserving the continent’s top-tier forces, any expert would agree!”

Resources were certainly very important.

But compared to life, compared to the future of the entire Xingyun Continent, they truly weren’t worth mentioning.

“Understood.”

Jun Changxiao felt relieved and smiled: “City Lord Mu, as they say, sincerity brings divine response. Perhaps five years from now, a miracle truly will occur.”

He had already decided—going to the Planar Battlefield for revenge was too low-level.

Since he was a member of Xingyun Continent, he must do something for everyone, must help them overcome this tribulation!

Responsibility.

A man’s responsibility!

I!

Jun Changxiao!

Am willing to spill blood and sacrifice for Xingyun Continent!

The System broke down: “What the host is actually thinking right now is whether to charge per person or per team five years from now!”

…

“Father, why are your eyes red?”

“My daughter cultivated at the Wangu Sect and broke through to Sixth-Rank Martial King so quickly. Father’s heart is filled with joy.”

Mu Changhong tried hard to appear very happy, not wanting his daughter to worry.

Mu Honglian didn’t think too much about it, her eyes firm: “Father, your daughter will definitely break through to Emperor-level in the shortest time possible!”

This statement caused Mu Changhong’s mood, which he’d worked so hard to lift, to plummet back to rock bottom.

He didn’t take Jun Changxiao’s words about a ‘miracle’ seriously, having already prepared to die in battle. If his daughter broke through to Emperor-level, she would inevitably walk his same path.

“Father, why are you crying?”

Mu Honglian saw tears at the corners of her father’s eyes, her face full of confusion.

Mu Changhong quickly raised his sleeve to wipe away the tears, forcing a smile: “Isn’t it just from happiness?”

After chatting with his daughter for a while longer, he left the Wangu Sect, his departing figure appearing quite aged.

“Sect Master Jun was right. If she’s going to break through, I can’t stop it. Can only take it one step at a time. As for…” Stopping at the mountain’s base, Mu Changhong raised his head toward the heavens, praying in his heart: “I truly hope that day will bring a miracle.”

“Sect Master.”

Mu Honglian said puzzled: “My father seemed a bit off.”

Jun Changxiao, standing outside the great hall with his hands behind his back, said: “Your realm is advancing rapidly. Being moved to tears of joy is quite normal.”

His spiritual sense continuously tracked the gradually receding aged figure, thinking silently: “City Lord Mu, rest assured. As long as I’m here, there will be miracles.”