The players’ enthusiasm was ignited.
Xu Nian was also very satisfied with this. At least he no longer had to worry about his own power stagnating.
However, he also had his share of troubles, chief among them being the Black Tiger Hall.
Among the three major forces inside and outside Liang City, the weakest was probably his Profound Yellow Sect, due to the significant disparity in numbers.
And Black Tiger Hall? It could be considered the strongest among them. There were over two hundred disciples in the hall, and nearly a hundred of them were Ninth-Grade Martial Artists. Their Hall Master was an Eighth-Grade Martial Artist, rumored to be a disciple from a Major Sect in Jianghu. His background was far from simple.
As for Zhao Xiongtu’s Fish Dragon Gang, they had slightly fewer people but were still not to be underestimated.
The Black Tiger Hall’s aggression was naturally aid at getting a piece of the pie. After all, Black Wind Stronghold had been robbing passing rchants regularly, and the amount of silver they possessed was enough to tempt them. Now that this batch of silver had fallen into the hands of his Profound Yellow Sect, how could Black Tiger Hall not covet it?
Originally, the task of clearing out Black Wind Stronghold should have fallen to Black Tiger Hall and the Fish Dragon Gang, but now the tables had turned. It had been forcefully snatched by the Profound Yellow Sect. Having a cooked duck snatched away right from under their noses—such an affront would be hard for anyone to swallow.
For now, they could only hope that the players would be ready within a day.
After all, they were still too weak.
Although the System helped, allowing players to reach the Ninth-Grade Martial Artist Realm through their Martial Arts, Black Tiger Hall was still not to be underestimated. They were not re bandits like those from Black Wind Stronghold.
Did they really have to adopt a reactive stance, countering soldiers with generals and damming water with earth as each problem arose?
Xu Nian stayed in the Great Hall, contemplating how to make Black Tiger Hall retreat while also guarding against the Fish Dragon Gang. The Fish Dragon Gang’s lack of reaction was the most troubling aspect for him. Zhao Xiongtu was a man of deep thoughts and not easy to deal with. There was a chance he wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight. No matter which of them—Xu Nian’s sect or Black Tiger Hall—won, it would be beneficial for the Fish Dragon Gang. They might even seize the opportunity to beco the sole dominant force in Liang City. Such trouble.
The players also started their tasks enthusiastically. After all, they only had one day and needed to act quickly.
Several people from Junlin’s group also joined in, since Contribution Points were the primary concern.
However, right now, these four were considered among the top players. Evil Queen Morgana, for instance, pursued a path balancing tankiness and damage output—a brute-force style—and his fa had grown significantly after the battle at Black Wind Stronghold. He had exchanged for quite a few Martial Arts and was now a Ninth-Grade Martial Artist.
The other players also began their journeys in learning Martial Arts.
But there were also those who wanted to wait and see, and the construction of the Martial Arts Stage offered them a glimr of hope. Martial Arts Fusion, Self-Created Martial Arts—for players with dreams of Jianghu, this was truly the ultimate experience.
"Junlin, are you thinking about gambling on the Fusion Martial Arts at the Martial Arts Stage?" Poisonous Panda asked, carrying a log over.
Junlin shook his head. "I have a feeling that Fusion Martial Arts aren’t that simple. At least, to synthesize advanced Martial Arts or even Ultimate Techniques, the cost must be significant."
Hm? Was the Martial Arts Stage a trap? Under the Phoenix Tree frowned. "You an this fusion is just a trap?" he asked.
"More than likely," Junlin mused. "If everyone could fuse high-level Martial Arts, wouldn’t the Martial Arts in the Contribution Hall beco useless? Do you think the Ga Designer would make such an obvious error? Even if this ga is designed for our benefit, its balance will absolutely not be broken. The only way to enhance a player’s power is through the amount of Contribution Points they have. The balance of this ga is very difficult to disrupt, unless soone accumulates Contribution Points on a massive scale, as I am doing.
"But the price I’m offering now has already deterred many Ga rchants. One hundred dollars per point isn’t sothing everyone can afford. With the ga’s balance already disrupted by , do you think the Ga Designer would stand by and watch soone else continue to break it?
"For a ga to endure, balance is an absolutely critical aspect that cannot be overlooked. How many gas have lost players because of imbalance issues? But now, in this ga, balance is clearly defined, and all players start on a level playing field. Everything regarding Equipnt depends entirely on their own efforts. If one wants to improve combat power, then Martial Arts is the only way to go."
Junlin’s current purchasing of Contribution Points was essentially a pay-to-win strategy. While it affected the ga’s overall balance, it didn’t impact the grinding players.
Why do grinding players grind? Isn’t it to earn money in the ga? This kind of transaction was mutually agreeable. No matter how balanced a ga is designed, absolute balance is impossible to achieve. If there are grinding players, there will definitely be pay-to-win players.
So, the only way for players to enhance their power was to work hard to earn Contribution Points. Not only could Contribution Points be exchanged for money, but they could also directly increase combat power. For grinding players, this was purely beneficial, with no downsides.
"How many Contribution Points do you have now?" Under the Phoenix Tree asked curiously.
Junlin glanced at his panel and said thoughtfully, "Almost five hundred. It seems other players are reluctant to part with their Contribution Points, showing they all understand their importance."
"Lower the price!" Under the Phoenix Tree suddenly interjected. "Reduce the price of Contribution Points to create a sense of urgency. Then, so players will be willing to sell."
There were Ga rchants among the players, but their offers were only half of Junlin’s—fifty dollars per point. This price was the highest they were willing to accept. Not everyone could follow Junlin’s pay-to-win path.
"Let’s see," Junlin chuckled. "If the Martial Arts Stage is as I suspect, then the price of Contribution Points will definitely drop considerably. They aren’t selling now, but once the Martial Arts Stage is built, the price won’t be the sa."
As the few of them were quietly strategizing, a player nad Abbess, Don’t Love ! hurriedly approached them. This was another player who had gained fa after the battle of Black Wind Stronghold. Primarily, this player was a Super Lucky Player, gifted with natural talent that set him apart! In an era of cold weapons, he was using firearms—who wouldn’t find that unsettling? Plus, he had even obtained the first weapon drop. Who wouldn’t be envious?
Abbess, Don’t Love ! hurriedly stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Junlin, are you still buying Contribution Points? I might need to sell so."
"Oh? How many are you selling?" Junlin looked at him, sowhat surprised, and explained, "I’m always buying Contribution Points, but I’m actually more interested in buying that dagger of yours!"
The appearance of that dagger had truly caught Junlin’s attention. He aid to maximize his damage output, and for that, he needed a good weapon. The best weapon available right now was in Abbess, Don’t Love !’s hands. How could he miss it?
"The Black Dragon Dagger? You want it?" Abbess, Don’t Love ! stroked his chin. "How much will you pay? I’m planning to sell eighty Contribution Points along with the Black Dragon Dagger. Make a serious offer."
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