Upon entering the Plane Battlefield, they had to pay one hundred thousand. Jun Changxiao would not yield on matters of money. Besides, it was not as if he had not warned them before. If they missed this chance, it would be gone.
The expressions of the various experts turned ugly.
Not to mention one hundred thousand Natural Spirit Stones—even if it were Artificial Spirit Stones, it would still be no small sum!
"Everyone."
Jun Changxiao said, "According to Upper Realm regulations, once a planar stronghold reaches the scale of a town, people may enter and leave freely. Jun has completed it ahead of schedule, so you can leave whenever you wish. Paying one hundred thousand Natural Spirit Stones is not a loss, right?"
"Not a loss!"
City Lord Han stepped forward and said, "Han is willing to pay one hundred thousand Natural Spirit Stones!"
He was not putting on an act. He truly was willing to pay.
Before entering, he had already prepared himself to die. Yet the stronghold had reached the scale of a town, meaning he did not need to go outside and fight to the death. That was simply fantastic!
What did spending a little money matter if it meant leaving alive and unharmed?
"City Lord Han."
Jun Changxiao said, "You can tell at a glance that you are someone who understands."
City Lord Han waved a hand and tossed over a Spatial Ring. "There are one hundred thousand Natural Spirit Stones inside. Please inspect them, Sect Master Jun."
"No need."
Jun Changxiao put away the ring and snapped his fingers.
Whoosh!
Ten steps in front of everyone, a Flowing Light Formation appeared out of thin air.
"City Lord Han."
Jun Changxiao said, "This is a teleportation formation leading to Hanging Mountain. You are now a premium