Xue Junjun took out the metal token and pasted it on the monument.
He then began to talk to himself: "Now, 65% of the people in the Xue clan support my succession."
"There is only one last step left before the mission is completed."
"The help of the Bibo Protoss alone cannot allow me to safely ascend to that position and complete the mission."
"Xue Zhentian sent a message to ask his son to come over and help."
"From the intelligence point of view, Xue Zhentian's son seems to have a close relationship with the Alliance of Hundreds of Races. When he passed the Star Gate, he used the relationship of the Alliance of Hundreds of Races to pass through without any hindrance."
"Just in case, I need new help!"
After Xue Junjun finished speaking, he put his hands behind his back and waited silently for the next sentence.
After a while, fonts began to appear on the monument.
'Insufficient contribution!'
Looking at this reminder, Xue Junjun's expression immediately turned ugly: "I have not contributed enough. I have done so many things over the years, why am I still not contributing enough?"
On the monument, spiritual energy emerged again and turned into fonts.
'This task is an assessment task for promotion to the eighth level, and it has a higher weight.'
'You have three boost opportunities, you use them twice, and you need to contribute three billion points for the third time.'
"If you contribute, you will only have more than 2.7 billion."
The body of the stele embodies the font, making the reasons clear.
Xue Junjun's face also looked ugly. With a wave of his hand, he took out many elixirs from the gift ring: "I donate resources in exchange for contribution points!"
Afterwards, Xue Junjun kept waving his robe, and various elixirs flew out from it and entered the monument in front.
Within the monument, spatial fluctuations appeared, rippling slightly.
After the engulfment, the fonts that appeared in mid-air showed increasing contribution points.
It wasn't until Xue Junjun took off his robe, took off the precious ring in his hand, and even put the spiritual weapon crown on his head into the monument that he could collect three billion contribution points.
After all the contribution points were collected, spatial fluctuations appeared inside the monument again, rippling endlessly.
The next moment, a strong aura emerged, and a piece of wood appeared.
The wood was charred black, as if it had been burned into black coals by fire.
But on the charred wood, there is a small branch growing out, and two green leaves stubbornly emerge.
"What is this?" Xue Junjun couldn't help shouting angrily, looking at the monument, "Three billion contribution points, this value can at least change ten realms, which is equivalent to the best three thousand realm worlds."
"So you just gave me a broken piece of charred wood and wanted me to complete the task?"
Xue Junjun couldn't understand it, and his expression was particularly angry. He felt that the monument was fooling him.
However, words appeared again on the stele.
'This is a fragment of the World Tree, which contains the rules of heaven and earth and the ultimate principles of the tree.'
"This thing is buried in the land of my heart. The land left by the great virtuous Emperor Xuehan will increase the yield tenfold."
'Use this as a trump card to win the position of clan leader, no more questions.'
'As time goes by, the fragments of the World Tree will increase the harvest of the spiritual field, and your losses will gradually be compensated. Why not?'
As the explanation of the monument appeared, Xue Junjun's breathing became a little rapid.
World tree?
Although he had never heard of this thing, just hearing the name made him think it was very impressive.
Moreover, after listening to what the monument said, he carefully understood the blackened fragments of the World Tree.
You can clearly feel the powerful vitality and the pure aura of green wood from it.
From this point of view, this monument really did not deceive myself.
This thing is too tempting for their Xue clan.
The Bibo Protoss comes to help, and the fragments of the World Tree are in hand.
Then what can Xue Zhentian use to compete with him for the position of the patriarch of the Xue clan?
Coupled with this competition for the position of the head of the Xue clan, he forced the other party to gamble with his life.
Taking the position of clan leader not only fulfilled his long-cherished wish for many years, but also obliterated Xue Zhentian.
And it would be great to complete the task and accomplish three things with one stone.
"Hahaha, with this fragment of the World Tree, it's basically..."
Whoosh!
Before Xue Junjun could be happy for a long time, he suddenly felt that his hands were empty.
He was stunned for a moment, then looked down and found that the fragment of the World Tree in his hand was missing.
Xue Junjun suddenly turned his head and looked to the side, and he suddenly discovered that at some point, a handsome young man was standing in that place.
In the opponent's hand, he held the fragment of the World Tree that he had finally exchanged for three billion contribution points.
"Good guy, this is a good treasure." Xiao Tian looked at the fragments of the World Tree in his hand, his eyes burning.
If this kind of thing is planted in the Imperial Domain and the Flower God Clan and the Psionic God Clan jointly take care of it, will it grow?
As the saying goes, spring comes out of dead trees, and the current fragments of the World Tree seem to be in such a state.
If the World Tree can be allowed to grow within the Imperial Domain.
Will the environment of the entire Imperial Domain undergo a huge change?
After the change, can the plants and livestock inside undergo certain changes?
For example, it’s more delicious!
"Good things, good things, this thing is so important." Xiao Tian said, while looking at Xue Junjun, "As a person like me, I never do anything by force."
"Take this fragment of the World Tree, and I will reluctantly forgive you for secretly persecuting my grandfather." Xiao Tian put his hand on his waist, waved his hand, and put the fragment of the World Tree into the system space.
Xue Junjun, who was standing opposite him, listened to Xiao Tian's words, widened his eyes, and looked at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him with some shock.
At that moment, he was a little confused.
who is he?
What is he doing?
What nonsense is he talking about?
This place is a secret place. How did the other party get in? Is he also an apostle walking on earth like himself?
Even if they are fellow apostles, they cannot take away what is theirs.
This is against the rules!
Thinking of this place, Xue Junjun suddenly looked towards the monument next to him.
The monument is the rules in this place. Anyone who violates the rules will be severely punished by this monument.
Isn't this young man who suddenly appeared so arrogant and domineering in front of this monument no different from seeking death?
'Bold!'
At this moment, huge fonts appeared on the monument.
The entire small space was also shaking wildly.
On top of the monument, golden light flashed brightly, turning into a terrifying sword that condensed in the air.
Not only that, the big sword was flashing with flames.
The burning flames burned the space apart.
The edge of the sword was pointed directly at Xiao Tian below.