Speaking of the conflict between The Purple King and the Dragon Race, one had to talk about the little dragon. When Jun Changxiao was thinking about how to complete the Epic Mission, it fell into a deep sleep again and showed no signs of waking up until now.
Obviously...
This was the sign of the third evolution.
After the meeting, Jun Changxiao returned to the study and saw the little dragon curled up in its small nest, snoring. He muttered to himself, "Little guy, will you give me a surprise when you wake up again?"
As the first contract beast hatched by the incubator, the fire dragon had undergone a total of two evolutions, each stronger than the last. Therefore, Gou Sheng was looking forward to the third evolution and even more purification in the future.
After knowing that the Patriarch was going to bring him to the Upper Realm, the upper echelons of the sect began to actively prepare for ascension that would take at least ten years. The core disciples also became more diligent in their cultivation, hoping that they would not be a burden to the Patriarch.
However...
Every time he thought of going to the Upper Realm, he would feel unreal.
If outsiders knew about this, they would definitely think that Jun Changxiao was crazy. After all, it was extremely difficult for one person to ascend, so how could he bring so many people with him?
It was exaggerated.
However, the key to ascending with the sect depended on the Fortune Seizing Array.
There was no need to describe the understanding in this aspect. In a word, success or failure depended on the Merchant City!
...
A few months later...
The Falling Star Continent suddenly became lively because space warships were approved one after another and flew in as if tearing through space, bringing shock to the locals again and again!
"God!"
"There are so many powerhouses similar to the Nine Great Martial Emperors!"
"What is going on!"
At first, the Falling Star Continent cultivators thought that there was a strong enemy invading, but when they saw them coming in and slowly moving in the direction of Yangzhou in the southwest, they realized that they were overthinking.
"Have you heard? These cultivators from outside want to do business in Ironbone Town in Qingyang County, selling a lot of never-before-seen natural treasures!"
"Not only have I heard of it, I have also been there!"
"The inns in the town are all big shots. Even the people walking on the streets have the cultivation of Wu Huang or Wu Sheng!"
As more and more foreign existential plane experts entered the Falling Star Continent and Azure Sun County, Ironbone Town became the most dazzling existence.
At first, the outsiders were forced to come here to do business because of Jun Changxiao's crazy hints. But when they saw so many cultivators from different planes gathered in this small town, they were instantly overjoyed.
Don't underestimate Gou Sheng's power.
It was no exaggeration to say that Ironbone Town was destined to become the largest trade market in the mortal universe even though it had just started. It was even bigger than the underground black market in the stronghold.
There were many people.
It was easy to mess up.
This problem could not be seen in Ironbone Town.
The warriors who entered this place were all very well-behaved. They even lined up to buy breakfast.
One of the reasons was that the Sect of All Times built by Jun Changxiao was right next to it. Another reason was that there were twelve wardens in Ironbone Town, so they would not dare to act recklessly.
Jun Changxiao's approach to the so-called trade market was similar to the Starry Sky Stronghold. Each stall would charge a fee, but the price would definitely be more favorable.
Of course.
All trades in Ironbone Town would also increase their prices accordingly.
For example, Aunt Wang's Yunlai Inn had the most obvious price increase. In the past, it used to be cash or artificial spirit stones. Now, it was directly charged with ninth-grade spirit stones. Even so, it was full every day, so they had to continue expanding.
Cultivators from different planes poured in. There would be people buying and selling every day. The town began to feel crowded.
Jun Changxiao ordered, "Qingyang, expand according to the scale of a Great Sage's imperial city!"
"Yes!"
Li Qingyang led the construction team to work that day.
A few months later, Ironbone Town reached the scale of a super-large city. The construction expert Page played a crucial role and was publicly praised by the owner.
…
"Jun Patriarch!"
On Ironbone Peak, Soul Emperor Du Yinqing looked down at the majestic city below. Looking at the powerful cultivators from different planes, he said sincerely, "The once unknown Falling Star Continent has become famous in the mortal universe under your leadership."
"Yes!"
Emperor Li said excitedly, "In the eyes of others, our Falling Star Continent was unrated. Although we are not strong enough now, we have been recognized by the top planes."
The other seven emperors nodded.
A large number of powerful cultivators from different planes sailed into different planes. With Ironbone Town as the trade center, they naturally would not be indifferent and often came here to take a look.
Every time.
Every time, they would be shocked.
Jun Changxiao said, "I can't make the Falling Star Continent stronger in a short time. I can only find another way to make this place the largest trade center in the mortal universe. I hope to profit from it and slowly strengthen myself."
It took ten years to develop a sect by cheating.
It would definitely take more time for the unranked Starfall Continent to become a top-tier existential plane. Thus, the only thing Gousheng could do was to find an opportunity. The rest would be up to them.
"Jun Patriarch's actions will definitely go down in history!" Soul Emperor cupped his hands and said.
"…"
Jun Changxiao rolled his sexy eyes and thought, "Is this guy cursing me to die?"
"Everyone."
He paused and said seriously, "In a few years, Jun has to leave the Falling Star Continent for some matters. Before you ascend, I hope you can protect this place with all your heart."
Jun Changxiao did not plan to let the nine Great Martial Emperors join the sect. One more person would be an additional burden. It was better to stay and protect their home.
"Please rest assured, Jun Patriarch. We will definitely protect the Falling Star Continent," the nine Great Martial Emperors said in unison.
The Falling Star Continent was home to Gou Sheng, and it was also home to them.
…
Ironbone Town was a new trade center in the mortal universe. Jun Changxiao naturally would not rely on the stall fees to maintain his livelihood.
After discussing with Second Young Master Tang, he officially released the healing pills and body shaping pills.
Instant recovery and physical enhancement.
These two pills were still heaven-defying in the eyes of cultivators from high-level planes. So, after publicity, they quickly sold out on the opening day and caused a huge sensation!
The powerful cultivators from other continents were all rich. As long as the pills were sold every day, all kinds of quality Spirit Stones would definitely flow into the Falling Star Continent.
It would go on for a long time.
It would be difficult for them not to be powerful.
However, Jun Changxiao could not wait until that day because he had to ascend to the higher realm within 10 years.
…
In the cafeteria.
Jun Changxiao sat down and placed a jar of Drunken Dreaming on the table. "Do you want to drink from a bowl or from the jar?"
"…"
Ye Xingchen's mouth twitched. "Patriarch, just say what you want to say. There's no need to get me drunk first!"
"No."
Jun Changxiao said, "You have to drink to your heart's content today."
"Okay!"
Ye Xingchen skillfully opened the lid and said, "Drink from a bowl!"
He was still scared and did not choose to drink from the jar directly because he heard from the Alcoholic Demon that the Patriarch had once drunk him to the point of lying under the table.
"Come!"
Jun Changxiao raised his bowl, and the forthright temperament of a Shandong person erupted. "I'll drink. Do as you please!"
"Gulp, gulp!"
Ye Xingchen also raised his bowl and raised his head to drink.
Just as the two of them were happily drinking, Su Xiaomo walked out of the canteen and looked at Junior Brother Ye inside. He transmitted his voice, "Second Senior Brother, the livestock pen in the backyard has already been set up with a formation. The experts from the Spirit Beast Hall are also waiting solemnly."
The Sect of All Times, which had always been peaceful, would only become heavily guarded when Ye Xingchen was drinking.
"Ah Niu."
After drinking a bowl of wine, Jun Changxiao finally asked with a serious expression, "Tell me your true identity!"
"Clack!"
The peanuts between the chopsticks fell onto the table. Ye Xingchen's expression was a little sluggish. After a while, a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He said, "This day has finally come."
Actually, after experiencing the Battle of Dragons and Tigers, he had a premonition that his secret would be exposed. Who would have thought that the Patriarch would only ask him today?
"Ah Niu."
Jun Changxiao said seriously, "I need to understand your past and grievances so that I can make the corresponding arrangements after ascending to the higher realm."
"Swoosh!"
Ye Xingchen filled his bowl with wine and raised his head to finish it.
Under the crazy stimulation of the wine, he held the bowl on the table tightly and finally mustered the courage to say the biggest secret in his heart. "I'm Night Emperor."
"Damn!"
Jun Changxiao immediately stood up and said with an exaggerated expression, "So you're the unlucky guy who was killed by his own woman!"
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