Chapter 106: They Can No Longer Pass on the Message

The three kneeling men remained silent, their faces flushed crimson with humiliation.

This was an insult, a blatant insult to them!

But the man before them was too strong. Even with the three of them joining forces, they had barely managed to withstand that single slash.

Though resentment burned in their hearts, they dared not show the slightest hint of it on the surface. The pockmarked man’s voice trembled as he said, “O-one slash is done.”

“Mm, you two may leave. You stay.” Jiang Changkong’s gaze fell upon the long-haired youth.

“Let’s go.” Without a moment’s hesitation, the pockmarked man and the other short-haired youth rose to their feet and departed.

“You…”

The long-haired youth’s expression was one of anger, yet he could do nothing.

The other two didn’t even glance back at him, breaking into a run as soon as they were on their feet.

Leaping and bounding, they dashed out of the Star Demon horde and vanished in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Changkong said calmly, “Your surname is Ji? What’s your name?”

Earlier, this long-haired youth had shown a decent attitude and had even intended to intervene. Unfortunately, he wasn’t influential enough and his status wasn’t high.

And with the surname Ji… could he be a relative or friend of Ji Ziling?

After all, Ji Ziling’s home was in Jiangshui City.

The long-haired youth remained silent for a moment before replying, “Ji Zifeng.”

“Ji Zifeng, what is your relationship with Ji Ziling?” Jiang Changkong asked.

“She’s my younger sister. Do you know her?” Ji Zifeng frowned slightly.

Jiang Changkong thought for a moment, then took out his phone and called his senior, the female comrade.

She answered instantly. “Little Changkong, missing your big sister already? As long as you practice the Sunflower Manual, I’ll be your boyfriend.”

Jiang Changkong: “…”

Why are you still thinking about these things in the middle of the night?

Rubbing his temples, Jiang Changkong sighed. “Do you know Ji Zifeng?”

“I do. He’s my brother. Did you provoke him? How dare he mess with my junior! Give him the phone, I’ll give him an earful he won’t forget,” Ji Ziling said angrily.

“No, I was just asking.”

After hanging up, Jiang Changkong looked at Ji Zifeng with a strange expression.

Could it be that Ji Zifeng was afraid of his younger sister?

Then again, having a sister who was constantly clutching the Sunflower Manual and trying to get people to practice it was indeed terrifying.

Involuntarily, Jiang Changkong felt a pang of sympathy for this guy.

Abandoned by his friends who ran off, and with an abnormal sister to boot.

How delight… er, how tragic!

Ji Zifeng was utterly bewildered. What exactly was going on?

Was the man before him his sister’s junior?

And from the looks of it, they were on good terms?

His abnormal sister actually had a male friend she got along with well.

His gaze involuntarily drifted downward toward Jiang Changkong.

How delight… how tragic.

“Ahem.” Jiang Changkong cleared his throat lightly. “Since we’re all acquaintances, you may stand and speak.”

The pressure dissipated, and Ji Zifeng finally stood up, his expression still odd.

Jiang Changkong continued, “The mission here is mine now. I need another favor from you.”

“What favor?” Ji Zifeng frowned slightly.

“What is the name of the president of the Jiangshui City Martial Arts Association?” Jiang Changkong asked.

“Chu Yunhe, Star Gate Peak Stage,” Ji Zifeng replied.

Jiang Changkong said, “Help me relay a message to him. I want the Twisted Land quota. Arrange a place, and we’ll settle it with a match.”

“The Starlight Distortion Land quota? The president can assign it directly. He won’t agree. Besides, wouldn’t it be more convenient for you to approach him yourself?”

Ji Zifeng was puzzled.

“Because I am the president of the Jiangcheng Martial Arts Association. Jianghai now has two Martial Arts Associations. The quota cannot be monopolized by Jiangshui City alone!”

Jiang Changkong said coldly.

Ji Zifeng: “…”

Jiangcheng Martial Arts Association?

Although your strength is impressive, you seem to be only at the Star Gate Initial Stage. How did you establish a Martial Arts Association?

And you’re the president?

“Just help me deliver the message,” Jiang Changkong said.

“Alright, but even if I don’t say anything, Zhang Kaiyun and the others won’t let you off, nor will the people of Jiangcheng.”

Ji Zifeng sighed.

“Do you really think you’ve blocked my blade?”

Jiang Changkong gently raised his right palm, and a wisp of red flame flew out from Ji Zifeng’s body, disappearing into his palm.

Ji Zifeng’s expression changed drastically: “This is…”

“They won’t be able to relay the message. You may go.”

Jiang Changkong waved his hand dismissively.

Ji Zifeng was visibly shaken. He opened his mouth to speak but found the words too complex to express. With a soft sigh, he turned and swiftly departed.

He charged through the horde of Star Demons, heading straight for the foot of the mountain. Not long after he left, two piercing screams echoed through the air.

Red flames, like fresh blood, danced in the night sky. Two figures engulfed in fire surged with Star Power but struggled to suppress the flames.

Ji Zifeng did not attempt to save them. Aside from the fact that they had abandoned him earlier, he couldn’t control the flames either.

If Jiang Changkong hadn’t withdrawn the flames, he wouldn’t even have noticed them.

Looking back, he saw a vast Taiji Diagram, woven from black and white, expanding across the landscape.

Star Demons roared within the range of the Taiji Diagram, beginning to attack each other—or even themselves.

A long blade swept through the surroundings, swift as a fleeting shadow, concealing a flicker of flame within.

Jiang Changkong did not inject the flames directly into the Star Demons’ bodies to incinerate them, as many of the Star Demons here were at the Star Sea Level.

As the Star Demons fell, Jiang Changkong extracted their Essence, but he didn’t rush to allocate the points.

The Taiji Diagram continued to expand until it reached a diameter of eight meters before finally stabilizing.

This was Jiang Changkong’s current limit. Any further expansion would risk instability.

Moreover, his Spirit Control Art hadn’t yet caught up. Dealing with these Star Demons, handling a dozen or so at a time was manageable, but any more than that would lead to errors.

Through constant use over these days, the Spirit Control Art had grown increasingly important in his mind.

He looked forward to the day when he could upgrade the Spirit Control Art to the legendary level of sword control.

By then, flying on a blade and striking enemies from afar might not be an exaggeration—several thousand meters should be achievable.

Additionally, the Spirit Control Art allowed for perfect control over the flames generated by the Blazing Sun Art.

The flames danced at his fingertips like tiny serpents.

The corpses of Star Demons from which he had extracted Essence were directly incinerated.

The Star Demons roared, fearless of death, swarming in to attack.

Jiang Changkong remained unmoving, his long blade flashing through the air as the Taiji Diagram and Spirit Control Art redirected their force.

Rows of Star Demons fell. On Shuǐyún Mountain, Jiang Changkong swiftly harvested their lives.

His Essence also grew rapidly.

Hours passed, and the mountain was left empty, with only a few Star Demons fleeing in panic.

Among them was one at the Star Gate Initial Stage.

Naturally, Jiang Changkong had no intention of letting it escape. His long blade shot through the air, swift as a fleeting shadow, instantly piercing the Star Gate Star Demon’s body.

After finishing this, Jiang Changkong dealt with the remaining Star Demons and retrieved the Star Stone from the Star Gate Initial Stage demon.

Essence: 100, unable to extract.

Looking at the information on the Star Stone, Jiang Changkong stored it away. The corpse only provided 20 points of Essence, which he couldn’t be bothered to extract.

Shuǐyún Mountain had been teeming with Star Demons, providing him with over two thousand points of Essence. Combined with what he had before, he now had more than three thousand.

Checking the surveillance he had set up, Jiang Changkong decided to shoulder the Star Gate Star Demon’s corpse and descend Shuǐyún Mountain.

Arriving by the Jiāngshuǐ River, he drained the Star Gate Star Demon’s blood and stood beside the corpse.

Splash, splash—

Before long, the river’s surface rippled as Star Demons, lured by the scent of blood, crawled out from the water.

“Their strength is passable,” Jiang Changkong observed the emerging Star Demons, noting that a few were at the Star Sea Level.

Tonight, I’ll kill a full five thousand and upgrade the Spirit Control Art as well.

One Star Demon after another fell. Now, even Nebula-level Star Demons were not worth his effort to dig out their Star Stones.

A jade pendant with a capacity of ten cubic meters was almost full, leaving him with little interest.

Better to drain the corpses of blood, dyeing the river red to attract more Star Demons.

For a time, the river turned crimson, with hundreds of meters of water thick with blood.

Star Demons came one after another, their strength growing increasingly formidable. By the end, nearly all were at the Star Sea Level, and even Star Gate-level Star Demons appeared.

Jiang Changkong felt exhilarated but also tense. If a Star Hidden Level Star Demon emerged, he might not be able to defeat it.