When all twelve known types of ninth-grade pills, each in nine sets, were fully displayed on the NPC counter in the current game stage, some players with weaker nerves nearly fainted. This wasn’t just about taking out potions—it was like emptying out entire cities, one after another! What on earth was he trying to do!!!

Not to mention the players—even the staff of Jiutian were about to lose their minds. How could something like this happen? A cheat? A bug??? That seemed unlikely. “Future 100” supervision—this was currently the most powerful and advanced quantum computer cluster, designed to eliminate hackers and privileges. This was also one of Jiutian’s biggest highlights. It was said that the original designer was a fanatic.

Wait, this is actually a quest?

Who exactly is this player? All they could do now was report to the board of directors.

Meanwhile, beams of holy light descended from the sky. It was King Carter and the others who had just won the five major NO.1 titles. As soon as they saw the news, they rushed over immediately. For something like this, there was only one person who could pull it off—and that was “Old Walker”!

Ben Grant, accompanied by two god-level soul beasts, parted the crowd directly. During the server-wide celebration, only she, as the newly crowned NO.1, could walk around with soul beasts… Uh, and apparently there was also a dog.

Frank Walker sensed them but didn’t look back. He nudged the mutt, “Yitiao, block them.”

The mutt lazily got up and, somewhat reluctantly, walked toward the advancing Jiutian Fire Luan and Ice Titan.

The mutt struck a pose, then suddenly opened its mouth: “Scram!”

The players laughed. This dog had personality—it could even curse at people.

But soon, their smiles froze… What???

A monster beast speaking human language? God-level monster beasts could communicate with players, but only through silent soul communication—they couldn’t actually speak!

Then, the Nine-Turn Twin-Tailed Fire Luan landed on the ground with a menacing aura, spreading its wings, while the Ice Titan gripped his Zero-Degree Lightning tightly. The Fire Luan’s “Elysium” could burn everything, and the Ice Titan’s “Frozen Lightning” could instantly freeze anything. Their damage was enough to kill this mutt ten thousand times over. The key point was, being killed by these two would make you lose experience. The players felt doomed.

Damn, this was collateral damage—they were just here to watch the show.

The next second, the Fire Luan and Ice Titan stiffly collapsed to the ground and started “rolling around”—very awkwardly and unskillfully. The Fire Luan’s tail even tripped the Ice Titan, causing the Ice Titan to roll in the wrong direction…

Ben Grant’s hat was knocked off in shock. Did she not care about her dignity?!

By the time people came to their senses, the mysterious potion master had already disappeared—along with the dog.

What just happened?

Of course, some sharp-eyed players noticed he had used a teleportation array—something only top exorcists could use. Was he also a barrier master?

Some players were already heading to the Exorcist Guild.

But at this moment, Frank Walker had already arrived at the Forgemaster Guild. The same scene played out: Frank Walker turned in a quest—eighteen disaster-class “Demon King’s Dolls” and nine hell-class rune mecha “Dominating the World” series, each over twenty meters tall. This was the forgemaster’s SSS-level Nine Cauldrons Sky-Supporting quest. Any guild that obtained such power could easily dominate the server.

The forgemasters on site had gone mad. Blueprints—they wanted blueprints! Every pair of eyes burned with fanaticism. Just as they were about to try to connect with the mysterious man, he vanished again.

Final stop: the Rune Master Guild.

If soul power was the core energy of Jiutian, then runes were its core technology. Everything operated on runes—from professional skills to equipment forging, even down to the details of daily life. But this was also the most niche profession, because it was too tedious and too difficult. The countless patterns made people dizzy just looking at them. But if runes reached a certain level, especially if you could create new runes, then you’d really made it. This wasn’t just a gamble to upgrade your ride—it was like suddenly piloting a spaceship overnight. Because every user of a new rune had to pay taxes, and the creator could collect them!

The president of the Rune Master Guild, an old man with completely white eyebrows, was now looking at Frank Walker with both humility and eagerness.

The entrance to the Rune Master Guild was very orderly. This was a profession said to be chosen only by the most knowledgeable players in Jiutian. Yet at this moment, every one of them looked crazed, like fools!

“Third-order runes—can they really be combined like this?”

“It’s reacting! Fourth order—he didn’t even finish drawing it, just directly linked to the fifth-order rune!”

“…He’s still drawing???”

Five-order runes had always been the limit—this had been the rule for ten years. Many genius rune masters had tried to break through, since there seemed to be a possibility of a god-level order rune, but none had succeeded.

As Frank Walker finished the final stroke, a gigantic image of the Thunder God appeared. Thunder rumbled across the world, countless bolts of lightning blotting out the sky, as if the apocalypse had arrived.

“Name: Blessing of the Lord of Thunder.”

Suddenly, someone in the crowd of rune masters let out a shrill scream and collapsed, foaming at the mouth—enlightened in the morning, fainted by evening.

Someone had already started a live broadcast. Countless players poured in from the festival, witnessing this moment that would change Jiutian forever.

God descends—the sixth-order rune has appeared!

Ever since Jiutian became popular, almost everyone had speculated about the existence of a sixth-order rune. Countless rune masters had tried, one after another.