Outside the Hundred Hills Mountains.
Qian Buduo was still anxiously waiting. Although there was no movement inside, he still did not dare to enter.
"Master."
An expert said, "I'm afraid Jun Patriarch won't be able to come out. Let's leave."
"Yeah."
Another person said, "It's been a few hours. If he's still alive, he would have escaped long ago."
"Brother!"
Qian Buduo faced the Hundred Hills Mountains and cried out in grief, "It's all my fault!"
"But! Don't worry! "
His gaze was firm. "I'll definitely build the best cenotaph for you and your disciples. I'll bring my descendants here to pay respects during festivals!"
"Brother, there's no need for that." A voice came from beside him.
Qian Buduo was stunned. He hurriedly turned around and saw Jun Changxiao standing in front of him, munching on an apple. He was so shocked that he took a few steps back. His voice trembled as he said, "You … Are you a human or a ghost?!"
"Human."
Jun Changxiao was speechless.
Qian Buduo also realized that he had a shadow, so he strode forward and put his hands on his shoulders. He said ecstatically, "Brother, you're not dead!"
"I'm lucky to have survived," Jun Changxiao said.
As they spoke, Li Qingyang and the others walked out of the mountains one after another. Although they were covered in blood, they were all in high spirits.
The experts of the Qian Family were stunned.
From the number of people, the Sect of All Times did not seem to have any casualties. What had they done in such a long time?
The word "nothing" was used incorrectly.
It should be that there were no casualties at all!
…
"Although I've killed some of the beasts, there are still stronger ones inside."
On the way, Jun Changxiao said, "So I can only bring the disciples out quickly. As for the Spirit Stone mine, I think it's better if you don't mine it. Otherwise, you'll lose your life inside."
He had taken all the ores, so he would be too embarrassed to say so. He could only lie.
Qian Buduo sighed and said, "I didn't expect this to be a trap set by the beasts. Of course, I won't take the Spirit Stone mine. Brother, you've returned safely. Everyone's happy!"
"Also."
He stopped and said seriously, "If you didn't accompany me on this trip, I'm afraid I would've died in the Hundred Hills Mountains."
Truth.
If he hadn't asked Jun Changxiao for help and brought the experts from the other sects here, he would have long become the mud under the feet of the ferocious beasts.
In order to express his gratitude, Qian Buduo handed over a Space Ring and said, "Brother, there are 100,000 Natural Spirit Stones in this ring. Just treat it as compensation for following me here for nothing."
"Big brother."
Jun Changxiao declined, "I can't accept it."
He really didn't want it. After all, he would feel a little guilty if he received ten million spirit stones … Why would he care about a hundred thousand spirit stones?
"Brother, you must accept these spirit stones!"
He didn't have much money, but he had to force it.
After a heated argument, Jun Changxiao could only reluctantly accept it.
The group returned the way they came. The Spirit Beast subordinates of the King of Hundred Hills who were relatively strong transformed into their human forms and followed them in the dark.
Since their boss had surrendered, they had no choice but to submit.
There were at least thirty to fifty Beast Kings and seven or eight Beast Emperors. If he planned to bring them to the Spirit Beast Hall, their strength would increase further.
And so.
Jun Changxiao was even more confident in going to the Planar Battlefield to fight!
After traveling for two days, they reached a fork in the road. Qian Buduo clasped his hands and said, "Brother, we'll meet again!"
"Big brother!"
Jun Changxiao said, "Goodbye!"
After Qian Buduo left, the Vicious Beasts hiding in the dark could finally appear in the open.
The King of Hundred Hills' Vicious Beast army wasn't small either. There were about two hundred thousand of them. Jun Changxiao planned to stuff them all into the Iron Bone Mountain and raise them with Beast Cores.
The Sect of All Times didn't have many disciples, but the Beast Race army had reached six or seven hundred thousand. This was enough to make a great achievement.
Unfortunately, Jun Patriarch's thoughts were on developing the sect. He didn't have any thoughts of conquering the world.
The reason he took in the Beast Race army and subdued the King of Hundred Hills was so that he could smoothly carry out his robbery plan when he entered the Spiritas continent.
… …
Sect of All Times.
Jun Changxiao returned and placed the two hundred thousand Vicious Beasts deep within the Iron Bone Mountain.
"Patriarch."
Xue Rengui said, "The Vicious Beasts are fierce because they fight in the wild all year round. If we keep them in captivity, they will lose their ferocity over time."
"Makes sense," Jun Changxiao said.
It was obvious who was stronger between a lion in captivity and a lion in the wild.
"What do you suggest?"
"In this subordinate's opinion, why don't we train them together so that they can familiarize themselves with tactics?"
Jun Changxiao's mouth twitched.
Training humans can no longer satisfy me, the head of the War Cavalry Hall. I'm starting to have thoughts of training Vicious Beasts!
Under normal circumstances, Xue Rengui definitely wouldn't think about it. But since the Vicious Beasts could listen to orders, it wasn't impossible to carry out military training.
Moreover, if they were really trained, their combat strength couldn't be ignored!
"Okay."
Jun Changxiao said, "I'll leave it to you."
"Patriarch."
Xue Rengui thought for a moment and said, "That psychic cat can speak human language and communicate with Vicious Beasts. Can you give it to my War Cavalry Hall?"
"No problem," Jun Changxiao said.
"Ahhhh —"
In the room, the psychic cat clung to the door and cried, "I don't want to go. I want to stay."
"Boom!"
Xiao Moxian pressed it to the ground and rubbed its face against the floor. She said, "This is Master's order. You must obey!"
After being tortured, the psychic cat comfortably reported to the War Cavalry Hall with tears in its eyes.
…
Training Vicious Beasts was undoubtedly very challenging.
However, Jun Changxiao believed that with Xue Rengui and Tao Yuan around, there shouldn't be any problems.
"Next …"
Sitting on a chair, one hand supporting the side of his face, he muttered, "It's time to think about how to distribute the Natural Spirit Stones so that the disciples can improve faster."
On the day of the epic-level mission, with enough resources, Li Qingyang and the other core disciples were confident that they could break through to the peak of Martial King. However, there was no hope for them to break through to the Emperor level unless they had a better pill formula.
"Wu Huang Pill, Wu Huang Pill."
Jun Changxiao opened the high-level store and carefully looked through the goods inside. He didn't find any high-grade pill formulas that could raise one's cultivation level, so he could only focus on other things.
"Wait!"
His eyes fell on a formula called Surge Talisman. He clicked on it and the introduction appeared —
Item: Surge Talisman Formula
Introduction: After purchasing, you can obtain the formula to refine the Surge Talisman.
Effect: Crush the refined Surge Talisman and raise one's cultivation level by a large level.
Advantage: After using it, you will have a higher cultivation level and stronger strength. It can also be convenient to peek at high-level martial arts and is beneficial for breaking through.
Disadvantage: The user must be at the highest level of a certain cultivation level. The effect lasts for two hours. After the effect expires, you will drop one's cultivation level. The effect lasts for two hours.
Price: 10,000 contribution points.
Jun Changxiao rubbed his chin and said, "After using it, can Qingyang and Zui Ji enter the dimensional battlefield?"
The System said, "They should be able to."
"I'll buy it!"
Ding! Host has spent 10,000 contribution points and obtained Surge Talisman Formula x1. It has been transferred to the spatial ring. "
"Ding! Contribution points: 2448050000. "
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