Starting as the heir of a marquis's mansion, I gained access to a summoning system.

Gongzi Yu took advantage of the chaos to make his move.

Instead of vying for the most sought-after Breakthrough Pill and Myriad Dao Heavenly Chapter, he went straight for the Yin-Yang Life and Death Dew.

The drop of spiritual liquid, swirling with black and white energies, floated in the jade box, emanating a chilling aura of both life and death. It could revive anyone who remained alive, as long as the physical body retained even a sliver of vitality—it was a divine object capable of saving lives.

He slapped away the Iron Blood Hall disciple guarding the side and grabbed the jade box in his hand.

It felt cool to the touch, but the sealing talisman on the jade box was slightly warm.

"Success!" A smug gleam flashed in Gongzi Yu's eyes.

But before he could be happy for long—

A sword flash came from the side.

Ling Xiaozi – a Grandmaster of the Antarctic Sword Sect at the Third Heaven, whose swordsmanship is as fierce as a storm.

"Leave!"

The sword flashed like a bolt of lightning, aimed straight at Gongzi Yu's wrist. This sword strike was extremely cunning, not targeting vital organs, but merely forcing him to loosen his grip.

Gongzi Yu snorted coldly, opened the jade box, and struck Ling Xiaozi with a palm.

The two exchanged dozens of blows, neither gaining the upper hand.

The Carefree Marquis suddenly appeared from the side, striking Ling Xiaozi in the back with a palm. Two against one, Ling Xiaozi gradually lost his footing, and his swordsmanship began to falter.

In the center of the hall, the battle between Li Chenzhou and Qing Yuanzi reached its climax.

The two had already exchanged over a hundred blows, leaving the ground within a ten-foot radius riddled with craters and flying debris like hidden weapons.

Qing Yuanzi's swordsmanship was ruthless and vicious, with each strike aimed at a vital point; Li Chenzhou's fist techniques were domineering and fierce, with each punch carrying an overwhelming aura of dominance.

But Qing Yuanzi gradually lost ground.

The cracks on his sword multiplied, and his tiger's mouth was already split open, with blood flowing down the hilt. Li Chenzhou fought with increasing ferocity, his fist intent becoming more and more solid, as if he had truly transformed into an emperor, looking down upon all living beings.

Can't delay any longer.

Qing Yuanzi gritted his teeth, channeled all the spiritual power within his body, and unleashed his ultimate technique—

"Heavenly Origin Sword!"

The sword light surged, like a silver river hanging upside down, pouring down towards Li Chenzhou. He used all his life's cultivation for this sword strike.

Li Chenzhou's eyes sharpened.

He did not back down.

With both fists thrust out simultaneously, the intent of the punches reached its peak—

"Reign supreme over the world!"

boom--!

The emperor reigns and suppresses all.

The fist's intent and the sword's energy collided, creating a deafening roar that shook the entire hall.

"Snap—!"

The sword broke.

Qing Yuanzi's sword—a master-level weapon that had been with him for eighty years—was broken in two by Li Chenzhou's punch. Fragments flew everywhere, slicing across Qing Yuanzi's cheek and leaving a bloody mark.

The aftershock of the fist struck Qing Yuanzi's chest, sending him flying.

"puff--!"

Qing Yuanzi spat out a mouthful of blood and crashed into a stone pillar ten zhang away, the pillar cracking like a spider web. He slid to the ground, his face ashen, a section of his chest caved in.

His sword... was broken?

Qing Yuanzi stared blankly at the broken sword in his hand, his eyes filled with disbelief. That was a grandmaster-level weapon, one of the treasures of the Antarctic Sword Sect, and it had been broken by a single punch?

Just how strong is Li Chenzhou's fist intent?

Qing Yuanzi dared not fight any longer. He forced himself to stand up and staggered away from the battlefield.

Li Chenzhou did not give chase.

He turned and rushed toward the stone platform of the Dragon Blood Ginseng King, grabbing the jade box in his hand.

It was scalding hot to the touch, as if I were holding a ball of fire.

The first treasure is in hand.

After the Azure Dragon Society obtained the Dragon Blood Ginseng King, good news also came from Gongzi Yu's side—with the cooperation of Xiaoyao Hou, he finally defeated Ling Xiaozi and took the Yin Yang Life and Death Dew into his possession.

Two items received.

Li Chenzhou nodded slightly.

He didn't try to take more than his share, and slowly led the Azure Dragon Society members out of the center of the battlefield.

Zen Master Liaochen finally made his move.

It's not about fighting, it's about stopping.

But before that—

A gaunt figure darted out like a ghost.

Master Liaochen took a step forward, his monk's robe billowing, seemingly slow, yet incredibly fast. He traversed the chaotic battlefield, enveloped in Buddhist light, and no one could stop him.

Iron Saber King was locked in combat with Ling Yunzi when he caught a glimpse of Zen Master Chen out of the corner of his eye, and his heart skipped a beat—

"Oh no!"

He abandoned Ling Yunzi and turned to rush towards the Breakthrough Pill.

But it's too late.

Zen Master Liaochen's hand was already on the jade box.

"Amitabha."

With a single chant of Buddhist sutra, a brilliant light shone forth. A gentle yet irresistible force surged from the old monk, forcing Iron Knife King back three steps.

Iron Knife King's face was ashen, and the veins on his hand gripping the knife bulged. But he dared not retaliate.

Qinglong Temple's territory, and the face of Zen Master Liaochen—he couldn't refuse.

Master Liaochen did not stop.

He turned and walked toward the last stone platform—the Myriad Paths Heavenly Chapter.

But this time, someone stood in his way.

Ling Yunzi.

"Master," Ling Yunzi's hand gripping the sword trembled slightly, but his voice remained calm as he tried his best, "Qinglong Temple has already obtained a Breakthrough Pill. This Myriad Dao Heavenly Chapter... could it be given to the Antarctic Sword Sect?"

Master Liaochen glanced at him, his gaze calm as still water.

"Benefactor," the old monk spoke slowly, "the treasure belongs to the destined one. This old monk is destined for this scroll of heavenly scriptures."

Before the words were finished, the Buddha's light erupted once more.

Ling Yunzi's expression changed drastically, and he raised his sword to block. But in the face of the Buddha's light, his sword energy vanished without a trace, like a mud ox sinking into the sea.

Zen Master Liaochen walked past him and put the Myriad Paths Heavenly Chapter into his sleeve.

His movements were relaxed and effortless, as if taking something out of a bag.

Ling Yunzi stood there, his face alternating between pale and flushed, before finally letting out a long sigh.

That's enough.

Master Liaochen stood in the center of the hall, bathed in Buddhist light, and a gentle yet irresistible force separated everyone.

"If we continue fighting, this hall will collapse," the old monk said in a deep voice, his gaze sweeping over everyone present. "The treasure already has its owner. I propose we stop here."

No one speaks.

Iron Knife King's face was ashen, and the veins on his hand gripping the hilt of his knife bulged, but he ultimately did not lash out.

Ling Yunzi took a deep breath, sheathed his sword, his eyes filled with resentment, yet there was nothing he could do.

Qing Yuanzi leaned against the stone pillar, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, the resentment in his eyes almost solidifying.

Li Chenzhou remained expressionless, while the members of the Azure Dragon Society behind him protected the two jade boxes and slowly retreated.

All parties take stock of their gains—

Azure Dragon Society: Two treasures – Dragon Blood Ginseng King and Yin-Yang Life and Death Dew. Losses: Two people slightly injured, Fu Hongxue slightly injured.

Qinglong Temple: Two treasures – Breakthrough Pill and Myriad Dao Heavenly Chapter. Loss: None.

Antarctic Sword Sect: One treasure—Chaos Origin Crystal. Losses: Three seriously injured, one dead, and Qing Yuanzi seriously injured.

Imperial Guards: One treasure – a Breakthrough Pill. Losses: Two people slightly injured.

Ironblood Hall: Returned empty-handed. Losses: Five seriously injured, two dead.

Chaotian Palace: Returned empty-handed. Loss: One person slightly injured.

Blood Demon Cult: Returned empty-handed. Losses: Most of the cult members were killed, and Elder Blood Shadow was seriously injured.

The Garrison Command returned empty-handed. Losses: None.

The independent cultivators managed to snatch some low-level treasures, but these top-tier divine artifacts... were out of their reach.

"Now that the assignments have been made, let's leave it at that," Zen Master Liaochen said slowly. "You may all leave."

No one objected.

After the chaos of battle, all sides need to rest and recuperate. Besides, these treasures are too tempting to handle; only by leaving the ruins and returning to their own territories as soon as possible can they truly feel at ease.

The various factions began packing their bags, preparing to leave.