Li Qingyang said save him; Lu Qianqian said don’t save him.

The two had completely different personalities, so naturally they would have different ideas.

“Senior Sister!”

Li Qingyang said earnestly: “Saving one life is better than building a seven-story pagoda!”

Jun Changxiao was speechless.

He had said these very words when saving Li Qingyang, but that woman had looked at him with a gaze reserved for idiots.

“Hmph.”

Lu Qianqian said indifferently: “People die on the Starfall Continent every day. Can you save them all?”

Li Qingyang fell silent.

Lu Qianqian continued: “We’re a sect, not a clinic that saves lives and heals the wounded. The Sect Leader doesn’t have many of these pills. Rather than using them on complete strangers with no connection to us, it’s better to save them for ourselves.”

Li Qingyang had even less to say.

Jun Changxiao patted his shoulder: “Qingyang, you have a kind heart—this is rare and precious. But sometimes, reality is very cruel.”

“Sect Leader, I…” Li Qingyang hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping.

Jun Changxiao said: “This seat didn’t know that the pills passed down from ancient times would have such good medicinal effects, which is why I gave one to you to consume back then.”

“Now that I know the effectiveness, I naturally understand the pill’s preciousness. I’ll be especially cautious in using them and won’t casually use them to save unrelated people.”

Lu Qianqian said indifferently: “Finally come to your senses.”

Li Qingyang said bitterly: “Does the Sect Leader regret having me take that healing pill before?”

Jun Changxiao shook his head: “Because I saved you, you were able to join the Ironbone Clanging Sect and become the Second Disciple. If I hadn’t saved you back then, that would be something this seat would regret deeply.”

Hearing this, Li Qingyang felt much better.

Walking in front of the unconscious youth, Jun Changxiao murmured: “One healing pill allowed this seat to recruit a disciple of outstanding talent. Hopefully this time will also have unexpected gains.”

Lu Qianqian said in astonishment: “You’re going to save him?”

“A disciple died earlier—saving him would just fill the vacancy.” Jun Changxiao said.

Lu Qianqian said nothing.

Although they hadn’t spent much time together, she knew that once the Sect Leader decided something, he wouldn’t change it.

“Ding!”

“Host has spent 1 Contribution Point to obtain Basic Healing Pill ×1. It has been delivered to your spatial ring.”

“Ding!”

“Sect Contribution Points: 29/100.”

From saving Li Qingyang until now, it had been one month and a few days. If pills hadn’t been mentioned, Jun Changxiao would have forgotten he could exchange for them.

One contribution point to exchange for one pill that quickly restored injuries—as long as there was no time limit, he would definitely buy it without hesitation!

Jun Changxiao summoned the healing pill and tossed it into the injured youth’s mouth.

Lu Qianqian said coldly: “Sect Leader, do you really think talents like Second Junior Brother can be found just by randomly saving someone?”

“Maybe I’ll have good luck.” Jun Changxiao shrugged.

Lu Qianqian gave him a look: “If his aptitude was good, would he have been bullied like this by a few trash at the second or third stage of Open Meridian?”

“Right.”

Jun Changxiao rested his chin in his hand: “How did I not think of that?”

“Cough, cough.”

Just then, after being repaired by the pill, the youth awoke from unconsciousness. When he opened his eyes, he said in astonishment: “I… I’m still alive?”

“That’s right, you’re still alive.” Jun Changxiao said.

The youth rose from the bed and brushed aside his disheveled hair. Seeing clearly the appearance of the person before him, he immediately cupped his fists: “Sect Leader Jun, please let me join the Ironbone Clanging Sect!”

Jun Changxiao said: “You know this seat?”

The youth said: “One month ago, I saw Sect Leader Jun at the Hundred Sects Recruitment. I came this time also hoping to join the Ironbone Clanging Sect and follow the Sect Leader in learning the martial path!”

“I see.”

Jun Changxiao said: “What’s your name, and where do you live?”

The youth paused, then said with gathered courage: “My name is Xiao Zuiji, a direct descendant of the Xiao Family of Liyang City.”

Li Qingyang said in shock: “You’re Xiao Zuiji?”

Jun Changxiao said: “You know him?”

Li Qingyang said gravely: “A genius with supreme-grade spiritual roots, a once-in-a-millennium talent—who in all of Qingyang Commandery doesn’t know of him?”

“Supreme-grade spiritual roots?”

Jun Changxiao’s eyes widened.

Even Lu Qianqian beside him cast an astonished look.

This youth in tattered clothes, looking like a beggar, possessed supreme-grade spiritual root aptitude even higher than Second Junior Brother’s?

“Haha!”

Jun Changxiao laughed heartily: “Qianqian, this seat bet correctly again this time!”

One healing pill gained him Li Qingyang with high-grade aptitude. Now with another healing pill, he’d gained a genius with supreme-grade aptitude.

What did this prove? It proved that doing good deeds still brings good rewards!

“From today onward.”

Jun Changxiao suppressed his delight and announced: “You are now the ninety-ninth disciple of my Ironbone Clanging Sect.”

Xiao Zuiji excitedly cupped his fists: “Disciple Xiao Zuiji pays respects to the Sect Leader!”

“Mm, mm.”

Jun Changxiao nodded: “Qingyang, go fetch the admission form.”

“Yes.”

Li Qingyang acknowledged.

But after a slight hesitation, he leaned close and whispered: “Sect Leader, this disciple must make something clear. This person was once a once-in-a-millennium genius, but later for unknown reasons, his spiritual roots degraded to low-grade. His twelve main meridians sealed again, and his cultivation completely vanished.”

Creak.

The muscles on Jun Changxiao’s face froze.

Something this important—you only now feel the need to make it clear? Isn’t it too late, like going to your grandmother’s uncle’s house?

The great Sect Leader Jun immediately regretted it.

But words spoken were like spittle—once spit out, could they be licked back?

Li Qingyang said: “Because his spiritual roots and cultivation regressed, his fiancée brought people to the Xiao Family to break off the engagement and ruthlessly humiliated him. Later, the Xiao Family felt disgraced and expelled him from the family.”

The corner of Jun Changxiao’s mouth twitched slightly.

A genius reduced to a good-for-nothing, his fiancée coming to break off the engagement?

Wasn’t this sort of thing the standard opening to novels? Wasn’t this the natural-born protagonist template? He never expected to actually encounter one and take him as a disciple!

Although Li Qingyang’s voice was low, Xiao Zuiji still heard. He slowly lowered his head, a self-mocking smile rising at the corner of his mouth. His palms clenched tightly, fingernails piercing into his palms, bringing waves of pain.

Jun Changxiao caught this action and said: “Go fetch the admission form.”

“Yes.”

Li Qingyang withdrew.

Lu Qianqian crossed her arms and said indifferently: “Sect Leader, this kind of good-for-noth—” Jun Changxiao’s face showed solemnity, and she immediately closed her mouth.

“Sect Leader.”

Xiao Zuiji said: “Would you be willing to recruit a good-for-nothing?”

“No.”

Jun Changxiao answered honestly.

Xiao Zuiji said dejectedly: “I also know that I’m not qualified to be an Ironbone Clanging Sect disciple… I’ve troubled Sect Leader Jun greatly.”

With drooping shoulders and lowered head, he walked out of the Medicine Pavilion.

Li Qingyang came running over with the admission form and saw Xiao Zuiji leaving dejectedly. Not understanding, he asked: “Senior Sister, what happened to him?”

Lu Qianqian said indifferently: “He thinks he’s a good-for-nothing with no qualifications to join the sect, so he just left on his own.”

Watching that dejected figure, Li Qingyang called out consolingly: “Young Master Xiao, you were once a once-in-a-millennium genius. As long as you stay at the Ironbone Clanging Sect, under the Sect Leader’s guidance you’ll definitely recover everything you lost!”