In the great hall, Jun Changxiao sat on the thousand-year redwood chair and did not speak for a long time.
Lu Qianqian's earlier words went right into his heart. It made him realize that his cultivation was not high enough, and the sect only had the Yijin Classic as the sect cultivation art. They had nothing else at all. How should the Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect become strong and reign supreme through the continent then?
"Sigh…" Jun Changxiao sighed and opened up the low-grade merchant store.
After flipping through the information, he saw an alchemy pill named 'qi gathering pill'. He also clicked on the detailed explanation out of habit.
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Item: Qi gathering pill
Effect: After a cultivator consumes it, the speed of gathering spirit qi would be increased by 5x. Note: Only the sect leader can use it
Duration: Twenty-four hours
Price: Ten contribution points
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Increase spirit qi gathering speed to five times more. This is a good item for cultivation! Jun Changxiao mused.
Given his mortal-grade aptitude, he had to spend two days before he could gather enough spirit energy to clear his meridians despite relying on a divine-grade cultivation art. If the speed was hastened by a factor of five, the amount of time needed would be greatly shortened.
"Buy!"
Jun Changxiao did not hesitate to purchase it.
Ding!
"Host spent ten contribution points. Host obtained a qi gathering pill. It has been sent to the inner space of the interspatial ring."
Ding!
"Sect contribution points: 40/100."
As the system voice faded, Jun Changxiao took out the bottle with the tag 'qi gathering pill' from his interspatial ring. After that, he poured out a medical pill the size of a red date.
He opened his mouth and swallowed it. The medicine melted the moment it entered his mouth. Currents of warmth flowed through his body, causing him to feel extremely refreshed. Right now, he could clearly sense that each of his pores was being expanded without limits.
Jun Changxiao sat cross-legged on the chair and began to circulate the Yijin Classic. However, just when he cultivated a cycle using the cultivation art, the spirit force within the hall had already all surged over with terrifying speed, as though it was fighting with each other to be absorbed by him.
You ignored me yesterday, but today, you're not worth much in my eyes.
Pride was pride, but Sect Leader Jun made good use of the time and began to frenziedly absorb spirit force. After over four hours passed, there was already sufficient spirit energy for him to attempt to clear his meridians.
In the past, I could only achieve this after two days. Now, I handled it within five hours. The effects of the qi gathering pill are truly tyrannical.
"Let's do it!"
In the end, he failed for the third time.
"Again!"
After gathering qi for a few more hours, he attempted again. He failed for the fourth time… He only succeeded in opening his eleventh meridian during his fifth attempt.
He was not in the mood to sense the increase in strength his breakthrough brought him. Jun Changxiao sat in his chair and wiped away the sweat on his forehead.
"A fifty-percent success rate, yet I only succeeded after five times…"
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He initially did not plan to depend on the system. He wanted to use his own efforts to clear his meridians, but he did not succeed after all. In the end, he only managed to break through to the eleventh stage due to the assistance provided by the qi gathering pill.
He had once persisted on, but… since the heavens have given him the system and there were items that could aid him in improving his cultivation, he would truly be a retard if he did not use it.
After consoling himself, Jun Changxiao felt his state of mind becoming very refreshed.
Actually, he felt pressured to use the items in the merchant store because of Lu Qianqian's words. After all, he was not an unaffiliated cultivator; he was the leader of a sect and did not have much time to cultivate. He had to quickly become stronger to lead the entire sect.
As for putting in effort?
It was naturally a must to have such a good value, but it also had to depend on the situation.
Jun Changxiao once again opened the low-grade segment, and as expected, the 'qi gathering pill' has been grayed out, and the words stating that the host could only purchase this once per month appeared.
He shook his head. "If one could purchase this limitlessly and gain five times their normal cultivation speed, even a pig could break through to the Martial Emperor Realm."
The Martial Emperor Realm: "
"Speaking of which…" Jun Changxiao touched his chin. "There's a note stating this item can only be used by the sect leader. Does this mean that there are other alchemy pills that are suitable for my disciples?"
He continued to browse through the items in the store and soon discovered an interesting thing. The name of this item was low-grade disciple spirit qi formation.
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Item: Low-grade disciple spirit qi formation
Effect: Insert it into the ground, able to produce a spirit qi formation of ten square meters. The spirit qi within the formation is double that of the outside world.
Price: Ten contribution points
Note: Limited to the usage of only sect disciples. Every activation will cost one contribution point and last for twenty-four hours.
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After seeing the content of the note, Jun Changxiao said, "One point only for a day? Isn't this rate of spending contribution points a little too high?"
One point for a day cannot be considered a lot. However, he only had forty contribution points. If he bought this, he would only be able to sustain the formation for thirty days.
"Limited to only disciples? It would have no use for me even if I buy it." Jun Changxiao did not plan to exchange for the low-grade disciple spirit qi formation.
"If the disciples grow stronger, the sect will grow stronger. Recommendation index of five stars for you to buy this," the system said.
Jun Changxiao rolled his eyes. "You are not recommending buying this; you are telling me to spend my contribution points, right?"
The system replied, "It is my mission to assist host."
"Alright then." After some hesitation, Jun Changxiao said, "I'll trust you this one time."
Ding!
"Host has spent ten contribution points and obtained a low-grade disciple spirit qi formation. The item has been transferred to your interspatial ring."
Ding!
"Sect contribution points: 30/100."
An additional bag containing many small flags appeared in his interspatial ring. In the bag, there was also the explanation of how to set up the formation.
Jun Changxiao speechlessly said, "What the hell? Why is there no warranty for this?"
"Sect leader!" Just when he was prepared to take out the formation to study it, one of the disciples rushed over, panting. "Someone, someone… came to make trouble!"
"What?" Jun Changxiao smacked his armrest and stood up in anger. "Who has eaten the guts of bears and leopards? Someone actually dares come and make trouble in my Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect‽"
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"Beat him up! Hit him ruthlessly!"
At the bright red gate of the Iron Bones Clang Clan Sect, a young master in embroidered clothes was shouting in rage.
Several subordinates at the fourth and fifth stage of the Meridian Opening Realm were currently hitting and kicking a youth who was on the ground. The clothes of the youth were tattered, his hair was disheveled, and he looked like a beggar.
"Damn, a stinky beggar even dared to steal an alchemy pill from our Cui Clan? How gusty!"
A servant cursed while he continued to beat that youth up.
The young master had a cold look on his face. "There's nothing impressive about his cultivation, but he sure can run. If it wasn't for him running to this desolate place, it would truly not have been easy to capture him."
"Continue beating him up!"
"Beat him to death for this young master!"
Upon hearing the command, the subordinates of the young master attacked even more wildly.
The force behind their punches and kicks were extremely heavy. After a short while, the youth was riddled with injuries. Blood even seeped out from the corners of his mouth.
"Halt!"
At this moment, a resounding voice drifted over.
The subordinates stopped their attacks, and all of them glanced over together. They saw Jun Changxiao leading a group of disciples out from the gate.
"Eh?"
When the young master glanced at the signboard above the gate, he smiled. "So this nameless desolate mountain is the location of the Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect."
His smile contained an intense disdain.
Jun Changxiao glanced at him, as well as the youth who was being beaten up. He calmly said, "This place is the territory of my Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect. If you want to fight, scram outside and fight."
So, it turns out that it wasn't someone coming to cause trouble. It was a case of people fighting at our entrance, and it's a group of people hitting a single person.
"Did you just tell me to scram?" the young master said in astonishment. He turned to his servants and grinned. "A tiny Iron Bones Sect actually asked this young master to scram? Is he crazy? Is he stupid?"
Bang!
A kick flew over, directly blasting into the young master's face. His facial muscle caved in as his body was lifted up from the ground, and he was flung backward by the impact.
Putong!
The young master flew over ten meters away and slammed into the stone stairs that led to the bottom of the mountain. If he was any nearer, he would have rolled down.
"F*ck." Jun Changxiao retracted his leg. "So many superfluous words.