Two days passed in the blink of an eye.
Inside the Primordial Prison Pagoda, Jun Wangyou sat cross-legged in the void. He exhaled a breath of stale air, then wore a thoroughly depressed expression.
"Gone again!"
Jun Wangyou was speechless. He was out of resources again!
As for why he said again, it was because over the past two days, he had gone out more than ten times.
Yet every batch of resources he brought back was used up after only a few years of cultivation.
Jun Wangyou had already possessed the appetite of a gold-devouring beast. Now, with his cultivation conversion, physique fusion, and increased cultivation, the resources he consumed had become even more terrifying!
If he had been a gold-devouring beast before, then he was now a star-devouring beast!
One had to know that the offerings he received were calculated according to the standards of a Supreme Sect Master, and he had claimed three years' worth at once.
Yet even such an enormous amount of resources was only enough for Jun Wangyou to cultivate for a little over ten years.
Afterward, he had no choice but to go out again and shamelessly ask Gu Qingfeng for more resources.
Gu Qingfeng had even begun to suspect that Jun Wangyou was raising a whole group of underlings outside.
"How long can this keep going?" Jun Wangyou sighed.
"It seems establishing a faction needs to be put on the agenda as soon as possible," Jun Wangyou thought.
As long as he established a faction, Jun Wangyou would no longer have to worry about lacking resources.
Because the faction he intended to establish would have only one purpose: to serve him.
"Whew!"
With a thought, the panel appeared before him.
``` [Host: Jun Wangyou]
[Cultivation: Eighth Heaven of the King Marquis Realm]