Chapter Thirty-Two: Selling Myself in a Package

Shi Jian heard the words of those around him, and a sense of longing stirred within his heart.

The Sky Battlefield...

There must be many powerful figures there, right?

Although he had always joked about "leeching off group members" or "leeching off the Heaven-Defying Emperor," now that he had been fortunate enough to travel across the myriad worlds, how could he be content with just being a supporting character? He, too, possessed a heart that yearned for battle. The chance to compete against experts from various domains was a wonderful opportunity indeed! Besides, wealth without returning home is like wearing fine silks in the dark. He had so many cheats and had cultivated so many formidable techniques—if he didn't show off, what was the point of all his hard work?

"I agree, but I will not hand over the precious bones I have already obtained!" Shi Jian replied to the Domain Envoy's proposal.

"Agreed!" the Domain Envoy responded calmly. "Give it your all for one final challenge at the Extreme of Strength. The higher your record, the richer the rewards you will receive once you enter the Sky Battlefield!"

The Domain Envoy would naturally not retract what had already been awarded to Shi Jian, but he was curious to see where the young man's true limits lay. Thus, he granted him one more chance to challenge the record.

Shi Jian nodded, and a divine light enveloped him. The onlookers around them cast aside thoughts of the Sky Battlefield; they now had only one question in their hearts: exactly how many divine pounds of force was Shi Jian’s Extreme of Strength?

Countless people craned their necks, waiting for the result. Enveloped in the divine light, Shi Jian did not hesitate. He channeled the qi and blood throughout his entire body, and the embryo of the Great Elephant within him let out a resounding hiss.

"Boom!"

A simple, unadorned punch was thrown, and countless cracks instantly appeared across the light curtain of rules.

...

"Two hundred thousand pounds!" the figure on the Golden Path slowly uttered.

The surrounding crowd gasped in unison.

"Two hundred thousand pounds? Is he even human? Even the cubs of ancient fierce beasts only reach one hundred thousand pounds!"

"My god, is this really pure physical strength? Without using a single rune?"

"It’s terrifying. Being able to reach one hundred thousand pounds of divine strength is already the mark of a peerless prodigy, yet 'Ba Ba' has two hundred thousand—double that of a peerless prodigy!"

"Even the one with Dual Pupils wouldn't compare to 'Ba Ba' in the Blood-Moving Realm, would he?"

The entire Spirit Realm exploded. Two hundred thousand pounds of divine force in the Blood-Moving Realm—is this guy even human?!

[Ba Ba breaks all laws with a single force, setting the Extreme of Strength record—200,000 pounds.]

The words appeared upon the stone tablet. Under normal circumstances, specific results would not appear on the monument, but the record set by Shi Jian was too shocking, so the Domain Envoy had specifically marked it. The news spread instantly throughout the Spirit Realm, shaking countless people.

The Domain Envoy spoke again: "Whenever you are ready, you may contact me to enter the Sky Battlefield."

With that said, the Domain Envoy’s figure vanished, and the Golden Path disappeared along with him. As soon as Shi Jian reappeared before the crowd, he was instantly surrounded by people from major sects and clans.

"May I ask which faction you hail from, young friend? Do you have any plans to join another?" they asked eagerly.

These were, without exception, high-ranking members of various major powers! They were all probing Shi Jian’s background, hoping to recruit him into their own sects. Looking at them, Shi Jian began to consider his options. Joining a faction was not a bad idea. With the backing of the chat group, his future growth was inevitable, but he needed a place of shelter in the meantime. After all, cultivation was not just about closing oneself off; it required training and combat, which would inevitably lead to offending many people. While he could always flee to the worlds of other group members to avoid danger, that felt a bit cowardly. Although he had the Willow Deity behind him, she was like a nuclear weapon—not to be used lightly.

From the moment he broke the record, his future path was destined to be turbulent. Once he left the Great Wilderness, he would certainly stir up a storm. Many would take an interest in him, so joining a faction would be beneficial. As for being restricted, Shi Jian had no such concerns. A talent like his joining a major sect was like a top-scoring student repeating a year; they would treat him like a treasure, so how could they possibly restrict him? Of course, he would need to choose a faction with a good reputation to avoid unnecessary risks.

With this thought, his expression softened slightly. "I understand your intentions. I do want to join a faction. Let's be direct: whoever offers the best terms, I shall join... Furthermore, the faction I join must help me auction off all the original precious bones I have obtained in exchange for resources."

He wanted to join a faction partly to have them stand behind him.

The original precious bones rewarded by the Spirit Realm were exceptionally valuable. Each one recorded a precious technique mastered by a pure-blooded creature, possessing immense power. One could learn the runes or the techniques themselves; it was effectively a form of inheritance. Therefore, they were highly coveted. In the original story, the "Little One" was hunted down immediately after obtaining such bones.

However, while precious, they were not of high value to Shi Jian. He was not lacking in cultivation techniques or magical arts. He couldn't even finish practicing the top-tier techniques in the group; he had no time for these. It would be better to exchange them for cultivation resources. To break through to the Cave-Heaven Realm and condense ten Cave-Heavens, resources were exactly what he lacked most!

Some blessed lands possessed many heavenly treasures—the Hundred-Broken Mountain, the Kunpeng’s Divine Burial... but these had specific opening times. To put it bluntly, they were opened for the Little One. Since the Little One was still a toddler and had not yet entered the main plot, these places would not open. Shi Jian had to learn to be self-reliant.

When the members of the major sects heard Shi Jian’s words, their expressions became even more fervent! Shi Jian actually wanted to join a faction? This was a massive opportunity. Any force that secured Shi Jian, given his talent—sufficient to prompt the Domain Envoy of the Spirit Realm to intervene—would surely flourish for at least a century once he matured!

Many long-established sects felt as though a storm was approaching. They sensed that another era of great contention was beginning. A supreme being like the one with Dual Pupils had been born in this age, and now Shi Jian had emerged from nowhere... coupled with the opening of the Sky Battlefield, everyone had a premonition of future chaos. In such times, a powerhouse was the best anchor.

Shi Jian undoubtedly possessed that potential. Countless factions wanted to claim him. Upon hearing his conditions, they did not respond immediately, instead urgently contacting their superiors to discuss the best possible terms they could offer.