Chapter 81: The Moon Shadow Sect is Founded; Business Opportunities; Angel of the Fields

"Ahem, I have to say, Moonfall really does have some tricks up his sleeve."

"To push one hundred laser towers to this level of power — only something like that Epic-grade territory item, the Convergence Core, could pull this off."

"It's true — very strong."

Bao Bao Yuan delivered the commentary while wearing a pained grimace,

snapping the two-finger-length, thumb-thick microphone in his hand into two pieces,

then... stuffed them into his mouth.

Immediately, his dark-yellow pupils started trembling.

Even as one of the leopard-people, his throat still struggled to swallow a microphone made of that alloy.

All he could do was keep working his throat, forcing it down his esophagus, into his stomach.

After a long while,

Bao Bao Yuan, having held his breath too long, coughed a few times, his face red.

Finally... he had swallowed the microphone down.

"Absolutely insane — commentator 666!"

"He said it and he did it. A real man."

"We won't hold it against you for badmouthing our Moon God."

The spectator space erupted in a wave of shouting.

The many new-generation lords backing Moonfall found their impression of Bao Bao Yuan improving quite a bit.

This was no empty-trash-talk commentator —

not one who would stubbornly refuse to admit defeat,

but someone willing to pay the price for his own bold words.

"Hmph, hmph..."

Bao Bao Yuan grunted a couple of "zero six seven" and logged off at light speed.

"Owww, my stomach..."

The staff nearby hurriedly helped him up and rushed him toward the infirmary.

These days, commentary work is no easy gig either.

Myriad Realms City, First Layer, a humble chamber.

"Let's go. Nothing worth watching here."

"That guy, honestly... couldn't they have matched him against a worthy opponent?"

"Hmph." Long Ao of the Divine Beast Clan snorted coldly, voicing his displeasure.

"Once he starts using his own techniques and power, he'll slip up sooner or later."

"I'd love to see which of you is hiding things this deeply."

The seven great Divine Seats of the Seven Great Clans of the Myriad Realms each stared at one another with dissatisfaction.

"Whoa! Teacher, that guy's amazing!"

"Probably... got an Epic-grade territory item boost."

Carlo wore a complicated expression.

For him now, losing to Moonfall was no longer a disgrace.

No one among the elves was talking about him anymore, either.

Even the Divine Beast Clan had lost — how could they still pin the blame on him?

It was just... every time he thought about Moonfall still being only a new-generation lord,

yet displaying such overwhelming strength,

his heart gradually sank into self-doubt... If it all happened again, perhaps he'd still lose to Moonfall.

Today, a lord faction calling itself the Moon Shadow Sect was established.

Composed entirely of new-generation lords,

there were no conditions to join — so long as you were a lord who revered Moonfall,

no matter what race of the Myriad Realms you belonged to, you could join!

Whether it was the pressure from the past-generation lords of the Myriad Realms battlefield,

or Moonfall's overwhelming strength having spurred them on,

for the first time in the history of the Myriad Realms battlefield,

this cohort of new-generation lords had united like never before.

Though most of them were still rookies,

and commanded little attention from their own races,

once such a force gathered together, the potential it held was terrifying.

The lords of the Moon Shadow Sect would not go to war with one another.

Open up the battlefield map,

and you might find dozens of allies nearby.

The days of endless worry were gone for good.

What was there left to fear now?

Go straight for growth!

High-speed development!

All new-generation lords, unite!

Quite a few new-generation lords who ranked on the monster wave leaderboards scoffed at this.

They called it the weak huddling together.

But when hit with the retort, "If you're so good, be stronger than Moonfall," they instantly fell silent.

Among the new-generation lords, who dares to stand shoulder to shoulder with Moonfall?

Barely a day after its founding, the Moon Shadow Sect had millions of new-generation lords flooding in.

The various factions were wildly uneven.

There was no central backbone; everyone was very casual,

joining if they felt like it, quitting if they felt like it.

Until the elf Caro's arrival, which drew a wave of cheers.

Look, now that's what you call vision!

The Moon God has conquered her opponent!

In all the myriad worlds, those who dislike the Moon Shadow Sect the most might well be the Moon God Palace.

"Boss, we'll infiltrate the Moon Shadow Sect."

"We'll tear them apart from within the system!"

"You can rest assured, a hundred percent!"

The Moon God Palace's new-generation lord, of the Moon Rabbit clan,

Yue Yue Mengmeng patted her own small chest, the pink-white rabbit ears atop her head twitching twice, her face full of pride.

She, ranked 3910 on the monster wave leaderboard, the rising star pride of the Moon Rabbit clan.

"Fine. Be careful."

"This is something the Goddess personally instructed."

Yue Yue Hongyu looked at her gravely.

"Resolving the Goddess's worries is our duty. Just wait for good news!"

Yue Yue Mengmeng grinned, showing her teeth, unbearably cute.

……

"Write a post."

"A comprehensive analysis of why 'Never Fall' is so powerful."

"It has to be professional. It has to grab attention."

"Push the publicity — make Moonfall a name everyone knows!"

"Not just in the TW Simulated Battles — we'll send ripples across the entire Myriad Realms!"

Ma Ma Kusi was in a meeting, speaking with excitement about the future working policy.

"But... boss, he's only a new-generation lord. Pushing his fame across the entire Myriad Realms — isn't that a bit too difficult?"

Even some great lords probably couldn't make a name for themselves across the whole Myriad Realms.

Who pays attention to this crop of new-generation lords,

aside from the newcomers, aside from the top figures who follow the Myriad Clans Ranking Battles?

Who else would even care?

"Give it everything we've got — don't be afraid of hardship!"

"Besides, what if he wins again next time?"

"As long as he keeps winning streak after winning streak, he will eventually become a legend of the Myriad Realms!"

Ma Ma Kusi swept a hand through the air, a sharp gleam flashing in his eyes.

The employees all looked at each other, exchanging bewildered glances.

Keep winning streak after winning streak?

Was that even possible?

Never mind a new-generation lord — even a great lord... would struggle to pull that off.

The TW Simulated Battles matched opponents based on number of matches and win rates —

the higher your win streak, the more terrifying the opponent you were matched with.

If you ran into a territory controlled by a thousand-year-old-monster-level figure,

you'd be completely screwed!

The moment Moonfall lost a match, probably no one would pay any attention to him anymore.

The reason it's so hot right now is simply because he hasn't lost yet.

Has the boss gone crazy, staking all the chips on a single new-generation lord...

"Ah, what a pity we can't get in touch with him."

"If only there were a way to cooperate with him."

"Someone of his caliber definitely wouldn't care about territory energy or ordinary items..."

"Even the assets of Myriad Realms City probably hold no appeal for him."

"I wonder... which of the Myriad Realms' Seven Great Clans he belongs to."

Ma Ma Kusi sighed with deep feeling —

he sensed that Moonfall was simply too lofty to reach.

[You have won. Gained 10 points. 3-win streak bonus: +9 points.]

[Current points: 49.]

Su Yu withdrew from the TW Simulated Battle space,

his heart surging with boundless pride and ambition.

To be honest, the earlier sight of ten thousand soaring dragons filling the entire sky

had truly stunned him.

It was the first time he had ever seen such a grand, magnificent spectacle.

Did he... count as having earned himself a place on the Myriad Realms battlefield?

Su Yu, brimming with excitement, opened the [Trade House].

The moment he looked, he was dumbfounded.

It was nothing but purchase requests for [Rare · Laser Tower Blueprint].

He sent a message to Jian Ruiming.

"Little Fatty, starting today, unrestricted purchases of KBBF crystals."

KBBF crystals were an essential material for manufacturing laser towers.

As a rare material, the market supply was pitifully low.

But as time went on and the new-generation lords developed further, production would naturally rise.

Unrestricted purchasing was an extraordinarily bold decision.

Su Yu also couldn't accurately gauge exactly how much territory energy Jian Ruiming had stockpiled,

but it had to be at least one or two hundred million, no doubt.

"Understood, Great God Su Yu!"

The chubby Jian Ruiming now followed Su Yu as if Su Yu were his lead horse.

KBBF crystals?

What were they used for?

Since Great God Su Yu had personally named them, they had to be something extraordinary.

The [Trade House] was completely flooded with purchase requests for the Laser Tower blueprint — Jian Ruiming mulled this over.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration lit up his mind.

Could it be... they're the essential material for manufacturing laser towers?!

This was yet another huge business opportunity!

The mysterious lord Yueluo had made laser towers an absolute sensation among the new lords,

Every new lord yearned for that ray which pierced the heavens 5.7 through!

In the new lords' 【Trading House】,

Rare · Sniper Tower Blueprint, Rare · Concentrated-Energy Cannon Blueprint, Rare · Laser Tower Blueprint,

They weren't the three most powerful among the rare defense towers, but they were definitely the three most expensive!

In particular, the completed 「Laser Tower Building Card」 had been bid up to astronomical prices.

Su Yu browsed the 【Trading House】 for a while, his eyes narrowing slightly,

What if, in the future, he first stockpiled a batch before fighting the simulation battles?

Make a huge profit.

His territory was too large; for the time being, he lacked the new defense towers to fill it, and the acquisitions were expensive.

As for crystals, he was temporarily short on money.

As for his own use, he could slowly craft them himself.

Su Yu set a long-term goal to craft ten thousand laser towers,

He wondered what it would look like if ten thousand laser towers fired their concentrated beams at the same time — could they kill... a god?

In the Myriad Realms battlefield, reaching level one hundred meant becoming a god.

Su Yu, his heart full of lofty spirit, walked through his territory,

When suddenly, his footsteps halted, and the expression on his face became extremely strange.

Could his eyes be playing tricks on him?!

A radiant mythical angel... was... farming?!