Before long, Myriad Stars Commerce Guild headquarters approved Qian Tong's proposal.
A carefully produced Afterimage promotional film was simultaneously projected across marketplaces throughout the Azure Wind Domain.
Nine Provinces Market, on the main street.
"Lord Lu Zhen will definitely be able to hold on a little longer this time."
"Right. Even if he loses to Qian Jue, it will still be an honorable defeat."
In teahouses and before stalls, groups of three or five Nine Provinces martial artists could be seen everywhere, spittle flying as they discussed the matter.
These past few days, Lu Zhen's name had become a shot in the arm for all of Nine Provinces.
Suddenly, the enormous Afterimage screen belonging to Myriad Stars Tower in the center of the market lit up brilliantly.
Everyone instinctively looked up.
On the screen.
An immortal mountain wreathed in clouds and mist appeared. A white-robed young man stood with his hands behind his back, gently waving a folding fan as he looked down with indifferent eyes.
It was Qian Jue!
A true peerless prodigy of the Myriad Stars Realm.
"The Great Wilderness has its rules." Qian Jue's voice carried a lofty arrogance as it echoed over the entire market.
The scene changed.
A scrub chicken struggled in a muddy bog, desperately flapping its wings as it tried to fly toward the clouds.
Yet above the clouds, true dragons coiled and phoenixes spread their wings.
"Bloodline, heritage, resources—these are the iron laws of the Great Wilderness."
With a flick of Qian Jue's folding fan, a wild gale rose. The scrub chicken in the mud was instantly shredded apart by the astral winds, feathers scattering all over the ground.
"A scrub chicken will never become a phoenix."
"Lower-realm natives, even if they happen to touch the threshold, are still natives in the