Chapter 215: You… Are My Fans?

White clouds drifted as Jiang Changkong rode the clouds away.

Using his phone’s navigation for positioning, he flew straight in a direct line.

At the same time, he paid attention to the situation on the map—some areas had flying Star Demons, as well as high-level Star Demons.

When encountering high-level Star Demons, he planned to return to the main road.

Roar!

An hour later, a group of ugly flying Star Demons, with fleshy wings and gaping bloody mouths, swooped in to tear and bite.

A fleeting blade light flashed, and raging flames burned, leaving only Star Stones, which he collected into his hand.

Beneath his feet, the white clouds drifted ethereally. Jiang Changkong switched to a reclining position, making the journey more comfortable.

Traveling by cloud all the way, whenever Star Demons approached, he directly exterminated them.

A day passed, and Jiang Changkong could already see Ten Thousand Li City in Jinghai Province.

For the remaining journey, where he might encounter high-level Star Demons, he returned to the main road and used the Profound Yang Step to hasten his travel.

On the main road, many vehicles were moving, but Jiang Changkong, like a streak of golden light, far outpaced them.

This caused exclamations from people inside the vehicles, who initially thought some Star Demon had flown past.

While traveling, Jiang Changkong checked the map. Originally a two-day journey, he had covered most of it in just one day.

In about two more hours, he would likely arrive.

Two hours later, Jiang Changkong looked ahead and saw five people, all with considerable strength—all Star Spirit Martial Artists.

These people were peculiar. They had set up tables and chairs, laid out food and fine wine, chatting and laughing.

He paid them no mind and walked on for a while, only to find even more people gathered here, strolling around, with tables, chairs, and fine wine.

Some had even pitched tents, lit bonfires, and were roasting meat here.

A group of people ate roasted meat, chatted, and enjoyed life to the fullest.

These people also looked at him, and his curious scrutiny of the surroundings drew their attention. One of the youths waved and asked, “Brother, are you from out of town?”

“Yes, from out of town,” Jiang Changkong nodded, asking curiously, “What are you all doing here?”

“Camping! Got tired of playing in the city, so we came out for some fresh air,” the youth said with a smile. “Want to join us?”

“Thank you for the offer, but no. I still need to go to Ten Thousand Li City,” Jiang Changkong declined.

“Are you here for the Martial Arts Exchange Meeting? Don’t be in such a hurry. Over there are a few Martial Arts Associations planning to go to the city tomorrow.”

The youth pointed in the direction he was heading, where several groups were setting up tents.

“Thank you.”

Jiang Changkong expressed his gratitude and quickly walked forward.

A Star Spirit Peak expert sighed, “It’s hard to imagine that this is Ten Thousand Li City.”

“I’ve always heard of Ten Thousand Li City but never understood what ‘Ten Thousand Li’ meant. Now I know—it means ten thousand li without Star Demons.”

Someone else sighed in agreement.

“If only the cities we live in could also be free of Star Demons for ten thousand li, allowing us to camp and barbecue outside the city freely—how wonderful that would be.”

Ten thousand li without Star Demons!

Jiang Changkong glanced around. No wonder these people dared to camp here.

“If only we could settle in Ten Thousand Li City—this is the Federation Headquarters, after all.”

The Star Spirit Peak expert revealed a longing expression. “Here, you don’t have to worry about Star Demon invasions. There’s endless wealth and countless resources.”

“This time, we’ll definitely succeed. With the strength of our Martial Arts Association—five Star Spirit Peak experts—we’re sure to secure a Sin Domain quota.”

“Five Star Spirit Peak experts… Sigh, as the president, I don’t have much confidence. Some Martial Arts Associations have already gathered nine Star Spirit Peak experts.”

A late-stage Star Spirit said solemnly, “Even with nine Star Spirit Peaks this time, I’m afraid it will still be difficult. Don’t you know that Heng Xueyue, the young prodigy of the Heng family, has emerged from seclusion?”

“What does the Heng family prodigy have to do with us? Major forces don’t participate in our struggles,” the others replied.

The late-stage Star Spirit sighed. “Heng Xueyue has nothing to do with us, but she was defeated—in Anding Province.”

Everyone was stunned. “Defeated? Impossible! Could it have been a group of Star Spirit Peaks?”

“It was indeed a group of Star Spirit Peaks…”

“What do you mean ‘a group’? Heng Xueyue is only at the Star Spirit mid-stage. No matter how talented she is, she couldn’t defeat a group,” the crowd clamored.

Losing to a group of Star Spirit Peaks was nothing to be ashamed of. Heng Xueyue hadn’t fully matured yet, so a loss was normal.

The late-stage Star Spirit’s expression turned serious. “What I meant was, Heng Xueyue led a group of Star Spirit Peaks and suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of one person.”

Everyone froze, staring at him in disbelief. Someone laughed in disbelief. “Are you joking? Spreading false rumors?”

The late-stage Star Spirit said, “If you don’t believe me, check for yourselves. A friend of mine in Anding Province got the news. That person’s name is Jiang Changkong, from Jianghai.”

“Jiang Changkong? I think I’ve heard that name before. Isn’t he the president of the Jiangcheng Martial Arts Association in Jianghai Province?”

“Yes, that’s him. Do you know him, brother?”

“Of course I know him. He’s the guy who single-handedly built a city. With his own strength, he established a city from scratch. Now, in Pingan City, Anding Province, deep within the abyss, he’s already started building a city. His Martial Arts Association was directly promoted to Epic.”

“I know about it too. I also heard that the Federation is planning to add a difficulty requirement for Epic Martial Arts Associations—building a city.”

“No way! Jiang Changkong is too much. He single-handedly raised the difficulty of upgrading!”

Jiang Changkong: “…”

Keep talking. I’m out.

He single-handedly raised the difficulty of upgrading Martial Arts Associations?

What does that have to do with me? I just wanted to earn Star Stones and settle down for Senior Sister Ziling and the others.

Jiang Changkong was afraid of being recognized. Raising the difficulty would earn him a lot of hatred.

Along the way, he encountered many Martial Artists and found that quite a few were talking about him.

Things like how he had never lost a single battle since Jianghai.

How he had repeatedly achieved great feats and suppressed prodigies from major forces.

But of course, the most talked about was how he single-handedly built a city.

Many Martial Arts Associations already resented him. If the difficulty was truly raised, they might really come to hate him.

Many Martial Arts Associations were worried about what to do if they encountered him.

The towering city stretched for miles, with no Star Demons in sight.

Star Power was deeply concealed within, and strange patterns covered the city walls.

Jiang Changkong felt a chill in his heart because this city gave him a sense of needing to look up to it.

It didn’t feel like a city but more like a towering mountain, one that contained terrifying power.

The strength of the city guards shocked Jiang Changkong even more—mid-stage Star Vault!

Even the gatekeepers were at the mid-stage Star Vault level. Thinking back to the position of a minor commander in a Major Province, Jiang Changkong finally realized how generous the reward had been at the time.

Star Vault cultivators could only guard the gates, while a Star Gate Initial Stage cultivator was given a minor commander position. This showed just how significant his contributions were.

Just as he was about to enter the city, two soldiers blocked his path with their spears. “Apologies, please present your identification. If you are not a resident of Ten Thousand Li City, please register your information before entering.”

“The headquarters is truly different,” Jiang Changkong sighed. “This is my first time here, so I’m not familiar with the rules. How do I register?”

A soldier took out a palm-sized device and said, “Name, identity, photo.”

“Jiang Changkong, President of the Jiangcheng Martial Arts Association in Jianghai Province, Lord of the City of the Abyss,” Jiang Changkong replied.

“Jiang Changkong, President, Lord of the City?”

The two soldiers were slightly taken aback. Typically, only those who established their own city held the title of Lord of the City.

After a moment of surprise, one of the soldiers looked at him intently and asked, “You came from Anding Province?”

“Yes,” Jiang Changkong nodded.

“It really is you!” The two exclaimed excitedly, “President, no, Lord of the City, it’s an honor to meet you. Would you be willing to join us for a drink?”

Jiang Changkong: “…”

Are you… my fans?