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Chapter 1095

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Jun Changxiao didn't expect Mo Shangsheng to ask for ten thousand healing pills.

That was a huge amount, and he didn't have that many in stock.

Ever since he got the formula for high-grade healing pills, he ordered Li Qingyang to make them, but the production rate wasn't high due to the limited number of medicinal ingredients.

Moreover, when he made these pills, he hoped that his disciples would have an extra life in the interdimensional battlefield. Because not many people went in, he didn't think about mass production.

This business discussion gave Jun Changxiao a reminder.

He had to pay attention when he went back. Even if his disciples were rarely injured, he had to prepare enough supplies.

"Jun Patriarch."

Mo Shangsheng said seriously, "I hope that our cooperation will be pleasant, and not play tricks."

What he meant was …

'I'm not stupid, don't trick me!'

He was mainly worried that if he didn't have enough of these miraculous pills, he would pass them off as normal healing pills.

Jun Changxiao leaned over, raised a palm, and swore, "I, Jun Changxiao, have always been honest when doing business. If I play any tricks, I'm willing to be struck by lightning!"

"Jun Patriarch, you're too serious."

Mo Shangsheng said that, but he relaxed a little.

However, when the day of the transaction came, he would definitely check carefully. After all, his spirit stones didn't just fall from the sky.

"City Lord Mo."

Jun Changxiao tapped his finger on the table, and said, "Just give me the cost price of the healing pill that the warrior from your continent took."

System: "…"

That was clearly used to promote products and experiment, but he was shameless enough to ask for the cost price!

"How much?"

“4999。”

The cost price and the market price were only one pill apart. This was a f * cking profiteer!

… …

At first, Jun Changxiao wanted to sell Body Shaping Pills and Soul Shaping Pills, but the healing pills alone were enough, so he didn't consider trading them.

"Elder Wei."

After returning to the sect, he said seriously, "The scale of the herb farm needs to be increased, and the planting of herbs needs to be sped up!"

"Yes."

Elder Wei hurriedly called for Paige and began to expand the scale of the medicinal field. He also ordered the members to plant a large number of medicinal herbs that were used to refine high-grade healing pills.

"Little fellow."

Jun Changxiao came to the study room and placed a hexagram stone on the table. He said, "If you have enough spirit stones like this, how long will it take for you to grow?"

"Ten days!"

The space-time larva said without hesitation.

"…"

Jun Changxiao's mouth twitched.

Tens of millions of Hexagram Stones, if it were him, it would take an unimaginable number of days to absorb them. Yet, it had eaten them all in ten days. That was a little terrifying!

"Hu!"

Sitting on the chair, Jun Changxiao pondered, "Even if I can refine ten thousand healing pills in two months at the latest, according to Elder Zhen and Xinyao's calculations, there's still some time before the Soul Race's continent breaks the seal."

"However …"

"If there are unforeseen circumstances, it will be troublesome."

One had to consider everything thoroughly. After thinking for a while, Jun Changxiao hurriedly ordered Zhen Dejun and Shangguan Xinyao to head to the Northern Desert State and set up a large number of defensive and offensive formations within the ancient formation to prevent the Soul Race from breaking it in advance.

"Patriarch."

Yuan Gongzi suggested, "If the Soul Race breaks the seal, they will definitely invade on a large scale."

"I think we can set up a fortified city fortress in advance and send an army to guard it for a long time. This way, we can defend it immediately."

"Makes sense!"

Jun Changxiao put his hand on his shoulder and said, "I really have to thank the Demon Emperor's Gate Sect Master for kicking out such a big talent like you."

"…"

Yuan Gongzi was silent.

In his heart, he roared, "I was kicked out because of you!"

When he first joined the Sect of All Times, he was more or less conflicted. However, during this period of time, he had a deeper understanding of the sect. He gradually realized that even the one black and two black in charge of the cafeteria were king teammates!

What shocked Yuan Gongzi the most was.

The Patriarch actually dared to become enemies with the world for a disciple!

This kind of domineering aura was not something that the Demon Emperor's Gate Sect Master could compare to!

I!

Yuan Feng!

I followed the right person!

"Old Yuan, our relationship is like Bo Le and a horse. It's easy for us to work together to achieve great things!"

Jun Changxiao said, "Think about it carefully. Isn't the scene of me, the Bo Le, riding a horse like you on the grassland very heroic? Isn't it very bloodthirsty?"

Yuan Gongzi collapsed.

You're riding me on the grassland, how am I supposed to imagine such a scene?



Relying on the Spacetime Worm to open up the spacetime tunnel first and kill their way in. This method was feasible, but there was no guarantee that the other party would not attack first. Therefore, Yuan Gongzi's suggestion of building high walls and accumulating food was very good.

"City Lord Sun."

In the hall, Jun Changxiao handed over 200,000 artificial Spirit Stones and said, "The Sect of All Times has business with many sects in Guizhou. Please allow us to build a city in the desert as a transfer station for ores."

"This …"

A middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes fell silent.

His name was Sun Shizheng, the City Lord of Da Qian's royal city. In name, he was also the boss of the Northern Desert State.

With Page and Li Qingyang, building a military fortress was easy. However, it was their territory after all. How could they let you build a city with great fanfare?

With the strength of Jun Changxiao and the Sect of All Times, City Lord Sun might immediately admit defeat if they came to visit and spoke with a more serious tone. However, he would still choose to spend money to do things. After all, he was not an unreasonable person.

"Too little?"

"No, no, no!"

City Lord Sun took 100,000 and pushed the other 100,000 over. He said seriously, "The desert environment is harsh and not suitable for living. Since Jun Patriarch has plans to build a city, he actually doesn't need so many Spirit Stones."

"Alright then."

Jun Changxiao cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, City Lord Sun!"

After leaving, Sun Shizheng shook his head and said, "There are sandstorms all year round in the desert. Is Jun Patriarch burning money by building a city there as a transfer station?"



A few days later.

Li Qingyang rushed to the desert with all kinds of tools and measured against the harsh environment. Soon, he came up with dozens of plans.

"Let's build it," Jun Changxiao said.

"Yes!"

Therefore, a large number of construction materials were transported to the desert.

Because they wanted to build a military fortress, the materials chosen were mainly sturdy.

Li Qingyang was in charge of construction, Page was in charge of reclamation, and Jun Changxiao was not idle either. He ordered the Array Formation Hall to set up the Super Teleportation Array to ensure that the city and the Sect of All Times could be connected.

"This is a big project!"

Elder Zhen led Shangguan Xinyao and the other members and started to get busy.

Because of the limited power, the Super Teleportation Array could not teleport too far. They could only set up one at a certain distance until they reached the Northern Desert State.

"Hall Master Fan."

Jun Changxiao said, "All kinds of weapons need to be infused with souls as soon as possible."

"Okay."

After infusing souls into Li Qingyang and the others' exclusive weapons, Fan Yezi had been infusing souls into other weapons every day. Although he was very busy, his life was very fulfilling.

The originally peaceful Sect of All Times suddenly became serious with Jun Changxiao's continuous arrangements. There was even the rhythm of a war.



Time flies like an arrow, fleeting by like a white steed.

A month later, a city seemed to appear out of thin air in the desert of the Northern Desert State. From afar, it looked like a lion entrenched in yellow sand.

The four main city gates in the east, west, south, and north were engraved with the words "Aeon City".

"Patriarch."

On the city gate tower, Li Qingyang introduced, "Because this city is used for defense, there are fewer guesthouses and more barracks. It can accommodate a million soldiers without a problem."

"Not bad, not bad."

Jun Changxiao nodded in satisfaction.

Although a more professional manager had come to the sect, he still loved his second disciple the most because he could always complete the task perfectly and never let him down.

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