"What‽ Li Qingyang joined the Iron Bones Sect?"
"What‽ The Iron Sect Leader gave pointers to the Azure Mountain Sect's elder and made him extremely grateful?"
"What‽ An elder from the Spirit Stream Sect had one of his arms severed by that fellow?"
Cultivators who did not see these things personally all had the same expression after learning about this from the mouths of others. They all had dumbstruck looks on their faces.
Each of the three incidents Jun Changxiao caused at the drill grounds could create an extreme commotion!
After he happily took Lu Qianqian and Li Qingyang away, the news exploded in the span of a short half-a-day. Everyone was in a fervent discussion.
"That's impossible, right?"
"How can such a rubbish sect have such a powerful sect leader?"
"Are these rumors?"
"No, they are real! I saw it personally on the drill grounds!"
"This is simply unbelievable!"
"The Iron Bones Sect Leader severed Elder Wei's arms. Doesn't that mean that he has completely offended the Spirit Spring Sect?"
"It isn't good to antagonize the Spirit Spring Sect. I expect them to take their men and head to the Qingyang Village to cause trouble for the Iron Bones Sect!"
Jun Changxiao was also worried about the matters everyone was talking about.
However, when he thought about the fact that he still had ninety-seven contribution points left and could use them to exchange for many items, he was secured in the knowledge that he had backing.
As long as the people from the Spirit Spring Sect dare to come, I will make sure I send them back all unconscious.
Why did he crossover?
Was it not to become strong and to be able to act cool?
Being bullied by others? And to the extent where the bullies wanted to head into his territory? How could he endure such matters?
Sect Leader Jun yearned extremely much for the Spirit Spring Sect to come and look for trouble with him. If they did so, he could use this chance to increase the prestige of his sect, allowing everyone in the world to know that his Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect was not something they could afford to antagonize!
…
The tattered wooden doors let out rattling noises as a breeze of wind blew in. It felt like the doors were about to fall apart at any moment.
Li Qingyang stood ten meters away from the door. He glanced at the tattered building as well as the signboard with the words 'Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect'. His lips curled up as he asked, "Sect leader, is there still time for me to quit the sect?"
"Nope."
Jun Changxiao's heart was filled with bitterness.
Everyone, this is my Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect.
I have to develop it into the strongest sect within a hundred years, and I must recruit a hundred thousand disciples. This is simply hell-mode!
F*ck!
At this moment, a three-year-old kid hopped over. He stopped at the door's corner and took out his little ding ding as he began to industriously 'fertilized' the weeds growing there.
"Argh!"
Jun Changxiao pulled his sword as he rushed out while roaring, "Brat! Daring to urinate at my Iron Bones Sect, this seat is going to cut off your little ding ding!"
"Sect leader calm down, sect leader calm down!"
Li Qingyang hurriedly held him back, afraid that the sect leader might do some irrational things.
"Wa, wa, wa!" The three-year-old kid was so scared that he was crying. He turned and immediately ran away while sobbing for his mother. "Mom…
"Argh!" Jun Changxiao howled. "Brat, if you call me dog-leftover again, do you believe this seat will slay you right now!"
"Sect leader, calm down! Please, calm down!"
Li Qingyang desperately held him back.
"Hu…" Jun Changxiao drew in a deep breath and steadied his emotions. "As the leader of a sect, how can I lower myself to the level of a three-year-old kid?"
Swish!
He gracefully flicked his sleeves. "Let's head back in…"
Putong!
Just as they reached the door, the board attached above got blown down by the wind and slammed into Jun Changxiao's head. His entire person fell onto the ground with his feet and hands facing the air.
"…" Li Qingyang.
"…" Lu Qianqian.
"Ah, ah, ah! I want to crush it!"
"Sect leader calm down! That's the signboard of our Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect!"
…
As he sat down on the chief seat in the great hall of the sect, Jun Changxiao spoke in a meaningful voice. "Since our Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect wants to develop, we first have to properly clean up the interior and exterior of our sect. These broken doors and windows should all be changed."
This trip to the Qingyang City had caused wealth to line his pocket. The first thing he wanted to do was to renovate the sect. There was no need for the sect to be renovated too luxuriously, but at the very least, it needed to be pleasing to the eye when one looked at it.
"Sect leader," Li Qingyang said in a low voice, "your head is still bleeding!"
"It's fine, it's fine." Jun Changxiao clapped his hand on the wound on his head caused by the falling signboard. "I'll hand over these things to you. You have to seriously complete these tasks."
"Roger!" Li Qingyang said.
"Alright." Jun Changxiao then passed him several banknotes before standing up slowly. "This seat feels a little dizzy. I will head back to rest for now."
…
The Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect was located on a desolate mountain near the Qingyang Village. Because Sect Leader Wang had died, it was already very rare for the villagers to visit.
But during these few days, the villagers discovered that the carpenters and construction workers of Qingyang Town were all heading up the mountain in large batches. They also transported various building materials.
"The Iron Bones Sect is going to be renovated?"
"The dog-leftover brat became rich?"
"Impossible, he was still asking Aunty Wang for food before. How could he suddenly get rich?"
"Come, let's head over to take a look."
The villagers also head up the mountains in small groups of threes and fives. However, they were blocked by Lu Qianqian at the entrance. "My sect is currently under renovation. Only disciples of the sect can enter. Outsiders are all barred."
"Lady." A villager laughed. "We are people from below the mountains, and the dog-left…"
Keng!
Lu Qianqian's sword was unsheathed as she coldly said, "The sect leader has given a command. Whoever dares to call him by that nickname will be killed without mercy."
Swish!
At this instant, all the villagers from the Qingyang Village became martial arts experts as they vanished in an instant without a trace.
Lu Qianqian sheathed her sword and mumbled, "This name, dog-leftover, is so much nicer sounding than Jun Changxiao. Why doesn't the sect leader want others to call him this?"
…
The renovation matters of the sect were left to Li Qingyang to handle.
Sect Leader Jun sat cross-legged in his room and thought, The number of people is full, but I will need disciples to do sect-related missions and upgrade the sect construction level.
Swish!
He opened the system interface again and discovered that the sect mission panel was temporarily blank. He could not help but be puzzled as he asked, "System, when will there be another sect mission?"
"Wait," said the system.
"…"
He had martial techniques and weapons. He did not have any needs for the time being.
Wrong.
His cultivation base was lacking!
Jun Changxiao did not feel that he could continue to survive well with just a cultivation base at the fifth stage of the Meridian Opening Realm. The most important thing now was to upgrade his cultivation base!
"Are there any experience charms?"
He began searching through the store, but in the end, he did not manage to find anything.
Jun Changxiao lay on the bed. He covered his wound, which was still bleeding, as he murmured, "Could it be I have to be the same as the cultivators of this world? I can only improve my cultivation through meditation and comprehension?"
That was not impossible, but the speed of this was way too slow!
After all, the talent of this body was very ordinary. He also did not possess any high-grade cultivation arts. If he used the ordinary method of cultivation, it might even be a problem for him to break through to the Martial Apprentice Realm.
"That's right!" Jun Changxiao clapped his forehead as blood spurted from his wound. "Modifying talent!"
Swish!
He opened the system interface again and clicked the low-grade store segment. Very soon, his eyes locked onto an item named 'talent remolding liquid'.
He opened up the detailed explanation about it.
———
Object: Talent remolding liquid
Effect: Allow one to modify one's talent, causing the base talent value to be upgraded to the next level. Note: Limited to users with low-grade talent.
Duration: Forever
Price: Fifty contribution points
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"Fifty points?" Jun Changxiao glanced back at the item and looked at the fifty contribution points. "Why is this talent modification item so expensive?
"But it makes sense.
"The degree of talent a cultivator has determines his cultivation speed and the upper limits of his cultivation base in the future. It's very reasonable for it to be expensive."
Without hesitation, he chose to buy it.
Ding!
"Host spent fifty contribution points. Obtained 1 'talent remolding liquid'. The item has been sent to the interspatial ring."
Ding!
"Sect contribution points: 47/100"