For Fu Qingjun, decisively returning to this most distant era, almost without much contemplation, was because there was no choice.

After exploring the nearby star systems, they were already all ruins, with no thriving civilizations and no grand systems. Seeking development in the barren lands? Yearning to find remnants of certain civilizations? It was simply the most foolish thing!

"The Sixth境, is truly just a beginning."

"And instead of working behind closed doors in later generations, it is better to go to the most splendid Mythical Universe Celestial Court Era of the Sixth境, to seek brilliance and absorb the essence of the Sixth境 from that era."

After all, entering the Sixth境 is merely the beginning.

Studying the 108 long realms of the Sixth境 on one's own is indeed not as good as coming to this flourishing age for exchange.

Moreover, for Fu Qingjun, who possesses the "Time Ancient Ship," he is practically not traversing the river of time, but rather similar to traveling from Qingshi Town to the prosperous Du Guan Town.

From the countryside to the capital.

Possessing the Time Ancient Ship is essentially like a geographical migration, rather than a migration in the position of time.

"Country folks entering the city, seeking development, is just like this." Fu Qingjun glanced at this desolate planet, his gaze flickering slightly, drifting into the cosmos.

Over the years, he had not been idle.

Already a Grandmaster in the Great Perfection of the Fourth境, he could have even broken through to the Fifth境. However, for the sake of perfection in realm, cultivating what he called the method of "proving the Dao by strength," he proceeded this slowly.

Not proving the "True Self," not cultivating "Martial Dao Will," not nourishing "Golden Core," not building "Palace," forcibly using a terrifying soul to burst the energy pool of the realm to enter the next境.

At this point, his soul ocean is not a "Palace" or "Golden Core," but still an enormous ocean of consciousness like that of a mortal.

But it has proven to be indeed useful.

After all, others utilize various "Golden Core" and "Palace" to compress the Sea of Consciousness for transformation, but Fu Qingjun does not even consider compressing his Sea of Consciousness; instead, he considers bursting it with energy!

When a cup is full, it overflows.

"Anyway, I don't know which system is strong, but the one that costs the most must be strong, so I don't cultivate any shortcut systems, just forcibly charge through, only cultivating the expensive, not the right ones!"

Fu Qingjun looked into the distance, took out a head-shaped magical artifact spaceship of the Fifth境, and directly flew off into the distance.

The yellowish planets rotated in the universe, dark rings spinning around them.

With continuous short-range space-time jumps, after a while, he arrived on the nearest planet.

...

Bai Shengyun Province.

Yun Tianfu City, Phoenix Pavilion.

The auction house was unusually bustling, with all sorts of shouts echoing endlessly.

Above was a pretty-looking woman, who had a slight resemblance to Qin Hong, and her sleeves were embroidered with intricate patterns of the 'Xia' character, speaking from above:

"Next up is a specialty of Cloud Heaven Star, the Ice Cloud Bitter Boat. The Tool Race there, using secret methods seem to cultivate, have gods as scholars, with maidservants serving..."

Above, a scene appeared as a shadow.

It was a humanoid creature whose head gradually turned into a "ship" shape as it grew.

"These Artifact Spirits are slowly nurtured, like talented disciples of large sects, painstakingly cultivated by Master Craftsmen for three hundred years, taught day and night, until they reach the Fifth境 and master various mystical methods, when the 'bow of the ship' is plucked at night, and forged into the Spirit Furnace amidst their howls and misery, the Bitter Boat is formed!"

Below, many bizarre-looking humanoid creatures and beast-like aliens were raising their signs.

It was evident that this batch of auction items was very popular.

Fu Qingjun sat quietly in a nearby seat, watching calmly.

After all, understanding the structural epoch of a civilization, observing these auction houses, is one of the best ways.

He observed, "The strong here are mostly from the Fourth境 to the Fifth境... It's clear not many reach beyond that, but even in this era, the Sixth境 is considered a powerful existence."

Although, the Sixth境 is divided into 108 levels, with differences as vast as heaven and earth.

"However, the life of the Artifact Spirits is truly miserable..."

"And even with the opening of the intergalactic passages, Jiaxia established the Celestial Court, leading to the Tool Race becoming fully circulated, with everyone owning a piece. No wonder the Artifact Spirits of the later generation hated Jiaxia so much."

"But that's to be expected, like humans raising pigs. There must always be a food base, it's a law of nature. Even Jiaxia wouldn't be a benevolent saint to the extent of making everyone eat vegetarian and not kill any animals..."

Fu Qingjun continued to observe.

Beside him, a fat red muscle-bound man poked Fu Qingjun, "Brother, you're a subrace of the Xia Race, right? With a pair of white wings, just that your physique is so small... could it be, you're an ancient clan of the Xia Race? I've heard in ancient script records that the first generation of Emperor Xia also had this size, born from ants, and fought across the firmament."

Fu Qingjun looked at him, "Maybe?"

"Hahaha."

The fat man glanced at the hostess woman above, full of admiration,

"Women of the Xia Race are truly beautiful, worthy of being the people of Emperor Xia. If only I could marry one, that would be great. Do you have any beautiful young sisters to introduce to me? I am the seventy-second son of the Demon Head God Ba River, Ghost Head Sect from the seventy-two-star camp of Bai Shengyun Province, personally conferred by the current Emperor Xia, Li Tusheng."

Seventy-two-star camp...

Demon Head God...

Could it be referring to a local multiversal force with seventy-two Tribulation Crossing Stage powerhouses?

It seemed that Jiaxia truly transformed the whole technological interstellar civilization to his likeness: demon, sect, camp.. just look at any auction house, and it all resembles earthly architecture style.

Fu Qingjun was suddenly curious, "Aren't you all different races, wouldn't your aesthetics vary accordingly?"

"You don't understand." The red muscle-bound Li Tusheng patted his belly, full of longing, "To us, they just look beautiful, nothing more."

Fu Qingjun was speechless.

It seemed Jiaxia's prestige was formidable, influencing the creatures of an entire era.

To take human appearance as beauty following the Emperor Xia's system from Earth, implementing his opened Imperial and Celestial Court structure, akin to barbarians longing for a powerful nation.

Seeing this, Fu Qingjun couldn't help but sigh, "Who said history is false? I initially thought it was fabrication, but in reality, it had already turned fact in history. Earth really had such an ancient mythical civilization, and those resplendent great flood histories are genuinely true!"

This is the power of time.

Mastering the Time Ancient Ship makes me invincible in the world.

Fu Qingjun felt like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden, his worldview significantly overturned.

"Brother, are you fancying the Bitter Boat?" The fat man patted his belly, showing a pained look, "Shall I bid it for you?"

"It doesn't look cheap, huh?" Fu Qingjun glanced at him.

"Ahem, if you have sisters, a mere introduction would suffice." Li Tusheng appeared magnanimous.

"No sisters." Fu Qingjun said.

"No matter." Li Tusheng kindly suggested to Fu Qingjun, "You look like a subrace too, bloodline distant relative, since already distant, I don't mind it being even more so. Let me introduce you to a strong, beautiful, and virtuous wife, establishing your family and career, then you'd be my father-in-law."

"....."

Fu Qingjun was stunned for a few seconds.

So without sisters, you want to introduce a wife to me, have me give birth to a daughter to be your wife?

Seeing Fu Qingjun's strange expression, the fat man didn't mind, "Father-in-law, where would you find a son-in-law like me? Young and promising, with outstanding cultivation, ranked 7800th among the young generation prodigies, unbeatable in the same rank of the Fifth境, with a great backing... Simply the best son-in-law."

"Don't worry, I'll pay now. The Bitter Boat is a meeting gift." The fat man looked pained, "A pity it's my year's pocket money."

He took out a Spirit Stone, which surprisingly bore the pattern of a Sun Golden Tower, with mysterious whirlpool patterns, "But making a friend from the Xia Race is indeed a novel experience."

"Wait a minute, what's this whirlpool pattern?" Fu Qingjun's face instantly changed.

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