That afternoon.
The Mu Rong family received a letter from the Sect of All Times.
The content was — Your family's eight direct descendants have failed the challenge to the Sect of All Times and have been reduced to prisoners. Please prepare two hundred thousand spirit stones and come to redeem them within five days. Otherwise, you will have to bear the consequences.
This was similar to a kidnapper calling for ransom and killing the hostage if they did not cooperate. Only Jun Changxiao would do this.
Because the other righteous sects would definitely care about their face.
Needless to say.
The Sect of All Times's style of immediately taking revenge on whoever offended them was not a righteous sect, but more like an evil sect.
But.
It was not appropriate to call it an evil sect.
When Zhenyang County invaded, all of them went out to defend Qingyang City and prevent the people from being baptized by the flames of war. This was something that evil sects would find difficult to do.
Therefore, the outside world's definition of the Sect of All Times was between good and evil.
Jun Changxiao did not care about good or evil, he only wanted to do as he pleased.
"Pa!"
The Mu Rong family's patriarch slammed his palm on the table and said angrily, "A group of bastards who can't do anything right!"
Two hundred thousand spirit stones.
For a family, this was definitely a large number!
The Great Elder said angrily, "The direct descendants went to challenge, even if they lost, they should not be detained. The Sect of All Times is clearly trying to extort us!"
"This is intolerable!"
The Second Elder stood up and gritted his teeth, "Patriarch, this old man is willing to go to the Sect of All Times and ask for them. If they don't give it to us, we will directly declare war on the Sect of All Times!"
"Declare war?"
The Mu Rong family's patriarch said coldly, "Do you think that my Mu Rong family is stronger than the Demon Fiend Sect?"
"This …"
"Or do you think that you can compete with the Deicide Shrine?"
The Second Elder was silent and then sat down.
The Mu Rong family's patriarch said, "The two third-rate evil sects also obediently took out spirit stones to redeem people. If my Mu Rong family declares war, we will undoubtedly be humiliating ourselves!"
A direct descendant of a family could be stupid, but the patriarch had to be smart. Otherwise, how could they survive in this cruel world?
The Mu Rong family's patriarch was very smart.
After learning about the three-year promise, he did not express his stance to the outside world and chose to watch from the sidelines. After all, this was a matter between the Sect of All Times and the Lily Holy Sect.
However, that group of direct descendants were used to living like princes, and when they didn't keep an eye on them, they actually courted death and went to challenge them!
"Patriarch!"
The Great Elder asked, "What do we do now?"
"What else can we do?!"
The Murong family's master's heart was bleeding. He said, "Quickly prepare the spiritual stones and redeem those bastards!"
Murong Shaolin and the others were the youngest direct descendants of the clan. If anything were to happen to them, it would be an unbearable blow to them!
Whether or not a clan could continue to prosper depended entirely on the younger generation. If there was a loss in this aspect, the most serious consequence would be a direct decline.
Hence, even if he knew that Jun Changxiao was blackmailing him, the master of the Murong family still had to cooperate obediently.
…
Sect of All Times, at the foot of the mountain.
With bruises all over their faces, Murong Shaolin and the others followed behind the Great Elder like frightened rabbits.
Two hundred thousand spirit stones in exchange for his freedom.
However.
The mental and physical devastation was like a brand that was deeply imprinted in his heart.
The most miserable one was Murong Shaolin.
After being crazily tortured by Ye Xingchen, he had a psychological shadow.
After returning, he would have nightmares every night. Then, he would cover his head and beg for mercy in fear: "Stop fighting, stop fighting!"
Sigh.
It could be considered a form of growth.
Jun Changxiao sat in the main hall, playing with the few Space Rings in his hand, and laughed: "Originally, we had nothing to do with each other, but you insisted on coming over to give me spiritual stones. The Murong family is really kind."
He had easily earned two hundred thousand spirit stones. He was very happy.
Li Luoqiu said: "Recently, the martial arts world has been discussing the matter of our Sect of All Times challenging the Lily Holy Sect."
Jun Changxiao rubbed his chin and said: "Someone must have deliberately released the news."
The three-year agreement was a private agreement between the two sects, and he had never mentioned it to anyone. Now that the news had spread like wildfire, there was definitely a mastermind behind the scenes adding fuel to the fire.
"It should be the Lily Holy Sect that spread the news unilaterally. They want the whole world to see how our Sect of All Times overestimates ourselves."
Jun Changxiao muttered.
A voice sounded in Li Luoqiu's ears.
After a while, he said: "Patriarch, I just received news that the largest betting company in the Falling Star Continent has opened a bet. In terms of the odds, they are all optimistic about the Lily Holy Sect."
"Is that so?"
Jun Changxiao was rather surprised.
He did not expect that the battle with the Lily Holy Sect would actually alarm the betting company.
Li Luoqiu said: "Many second and third rate sects have already expressed that they will go to the Lily Holy Sect to watch the battle on the day of the battle."
"Be more specific." Jun Changxiao said.
Li Luoqiu calculated and said: "There are at least twenty fourth-rate sects, five third-rate sects, and two second-rate sects, namely the Raging Flame Holy Sect and the Sword Holy Sect."
Jun Changxiao rubbed his chin and said: "I extorted a lot of spirit stones from the Raging Flame Holy Sect in the Southern Desolate State. If they come to watch the battle, I'm afraid they will think that our Sect of All Times is a joke."
Li Luoqiu said: "The Sword Holy Sect and the Lily Holy Sect are allies."
"Is that so?"
This surprised Jun Changxiao.
The Sword Holy Sect was one of the few sword sects in the Falling Star Continent that majored in swordsmanship, and its strength was very strong.
Of course.
Not all disciples cultivated in swordsmanship, after all, the probability of a sword cultivator appearing was too small.
"If I bring my disciples to challenge the Lily Holy Sect, will this second-rate sword sect jump out?" Jun Changxiao murmured.
Li Luoqiu said: "It's hard to say."
Jun Changxiao rubbed his temples and said: "Challenging a second-rate sect is more troublesome than I thought."
… …
"Crack, crack!"
The sound of bones breaking rang out, causing one's head to explode.
Xiao Ziji clenched his fists tightly. Even though his face was already distorted, he still screamed.
About an hour later.
The power that seemed to be splitting tendons and dislocating bones dissipated, and his entire body suddenly collapsed to the ground.
What was he doing? He was training.
Where was he training? The fourth level of the Training Tower!
The first level was tempering the body, the second level was tempering the movement technique, the third level was tempering the spirit energy, and the fourth level was tempering the tendons and bones.
Su Xiaomo and Li Fei went to the second level for the first time, but it was actually the effect of the fourth level. The order was reversed.
Tempering the tendons and bones.
It was equivalent to developing the body's potential a second time, making it stronger and harder.
The tempering process was like breaking all the bones in the body and then reconnecting them. The pain it brought was worse than death.
After Xiao Ziji had completely adapted to the first, second, and third levels, he went to the fourth level as early as last month and began the harshest second tempering of the body.
The three-year agreement was getting closer and closer, and he was cultivating more diligently, so the tempering time was longer than before.
Although he had recovered his aptitude and was even stronger than before.
But Xiao Ziji was obsessed with the body molding, and when the conditions were right, he would continue to walk forward.
He deserved to be the meat shield of the sect!
"Ta."
At this moment, Ye Xingchen, who was also tempering his tendons and bones on the fourth level, walked to the stairs leading to the fifth level, and said: "You only know how to temper the body, but the wooden stake that gets beaten up also needs to temper the soul."
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