Before a gently flowing stream, Li Qingyang dipped his sleeve in water and wiped the blood from his Frost Edge Sword.
Using the sword bestowed by the Sect Leader for the first time, he was very satisfied and thought to himself, “If I had such a sharp weapon before, how could I have been severely injured by a fierce beast?”
Su Xiaomo sat on a rock, enviously watching the Frost Edge Sword in his second senior brother’s hands, saying, “I must perform well and gain the Sect Leader’s approval to exchange my wooden sword for one like senior brother’s!”
Lu Qianqian leaned against a tree, her bright eyes gazing into the distance as if admiring the mountain wilderness scenery. Occasionally glancing at Jun Changxiao and seeing his worried and distressed expression, she wondered, “What’s wrong with him?”
Nothing much, just encountering a small problem—how exactly should he load the crystal core into the Desert Eagle to form bullets?
Within the spatial ring, his consciousness transformed into human form, holding the gun in one hand and the crimson crystal core in the other, repeatedly trying to connect them several times, but still without any effect.
Jun Changxiao said speechlessly, “They didn’t even give me an instruction manual. How am I supposed to load bullets?”
The system said, “The host can use spiritual consciousness to communicate with the crystal core, draw out the energy, and fuse it into the groove at the bottom of the handgun.”
“Groove?”
Jun Changxiao turned his wrist and discovered an inconspicuous groove at the bottom. He immediately sat down cross-legged and tried using spiritual consciousness to communicate with the crystal core. It easily fused in, and he sensed the violent spiritual power inside.
Fierce beast crystal cores contained vast reserves of spiritual power, but it was too violent and had to be refined before use.
Crystal cores had many uses—for example, they could be used to refine pills or enhance weapons, so they were extremely expensive. Ordinary martial artists simply couldn’t afford to use them.
Jun Changxiao enveloped the violent spiritual power and slowly drew it out. The spiritual power flowed out like a trickling stream, then fused into the groove at the bottom of the Desert Eagle, with red dots flickering.
“Ding!” After about a moment, a bullet-shaped glow formed at the gun handle, leading Jun Changxiao to guess that one bullet had been loaded.
“Ding!”
“Ding!”
Spiritual power continuously flowed through the groove, and the bullet shapes at the gun handle gradually accumulated, quickly arranging into seven rounds.
Just then, the spiritual power could no longer enter—clearly the bullets were fully loaded, and more than half the energy in the crystal core had been absorbed.
“Seven bullets is a bit few.”
Jun Changxiao withdrew his consciousness and murmured, “If only I had an extended magazine.”
“Swish!”
With a thought, he summoned the Desert Eagle, gripped it with both hands, aimed at a rock and said, “Freeze, I’m a police officer!”
Lu Qianqian said flatly, “How idiotic.”
Su Xiaomo came over and pressed one eye to the gun barrel, grinning as he said, “Sect Leader, what is this thing?”
“This is a gun.”
Jun Changxiao hurriedly raised the barrel, afraid of accidentally misfiring and blowing away his own disciple.
Su Xiaomo was dumbfounded. “This is a gun?”
In his understanding, a gun should have a shaft and a spearhead!
Jun Changxiao said, “More precisely, it’s a hidden weapon that can shoot projectiles, catching people completely off guard.”
With this explanation, Su Xiaomo immediately understood and smiled, “Sect Leader, can you fire it once to let this disciple see?”
Jun Changxiao shook his head. “There aren’t many projectiles inside. Unless it’s a critical moment, I can’t waste them carelessly.”
“I see.”
Su Xiaomo scratched his head and retreated.
Li Qingyang said, “Sect Leader, what’s a police officer?”
“Uh.”
Jun Changxiao answered evasively, “This seat just said that casually. Don’t mind it.”
Looking up at the sky, he said, “Let’s go, we’re returning to the sect.”
He fastened the Desert Eagle at his waist. Walking like this was quite imposing—after all, with a gun on his person, he was safe and worry-free!
“Roar!”
Suddenly, a fierce beast’s roar came from the direction of Wolf Valley.
Li Qingyang frowned. “Sect Leader, that’s a wolf beast’s sound. Could there be more than one Earthflame Wolf in the valley?”
“It’s coming.” Lu Qianqian placed her jade hand on her sword, her bright eyes flashing with cold intent.
Li Qingyang and Su Xiaomo also became alert.
“Swish!”
Before long, a fiery red shadow burst out from the grass, standing several dozen meters away from the four of them.
It was a fierce beast very similar to the Earthflame Wolf, but its build was much larger—nearly two meters tall, with even more intense flames emanating from beneath its paws.
Li Qingyang said gravely, “Earthflame Wolf King.”
Lu Qianqian’s willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed slightly. “Low seventh-rank fierce beast.”
On Xingyun Continent, fierce beasts also had detailed classifications: low-grade fierce beasts, medium-grade fierce beasts, and high-grade fierce beasts, corresponding to the martial cultivation realms of Martial Disciple, Martial Master, and Martial Grandmaster.
Above fierce beasts were spirit beasts, similarly divided into low, medium, and high grades, corresponding to Martial King, Martial Emperor, and Martial Saint. Those comparable to Martial Sovereign were called sacred beasts.
Regardless of what tier of beast, they all ranged from first to ninth rank.
The Earthflame Wolf that Lu Qianqian and the others had killed earlier was a low second-rank fierce beast. This Earthflame Wolf King was a low seventh-rank fierce beast, equivalent to a seventh-rank Martial Disciple.
Low second-rank, low seventh-rank—quite a significant gap.
“This is troublesome.”
Li Qingyang furrowed his brow, holding his sword horizontally in front of him. “You all go first. I’ll hold it off!”
“Go my ass.”
Jun Changxiao pressed his palm against his face, pushing him back, then stood in front of all the disciples, saying, “Remember, our Tiegu Zhengzheng Sect’s first principle is: face life and death with indifference, if you disagree, then fight.”
Li Qingyang looked completely bewildered.
Su Xiaomo’s mouth twitched as he said, “Sect Leader, isn’t our sect’s first principle to be people of iron bones and integrity, doing deeds of iron bones and integrity?”
“Just changed it,” Jun Changxiao said.
Li Qingyang and Su Xiaomo nearly fell over. Changing the sect’s principle just like that—wasn’t this too casual?
“All of you, step back. Today this seat will kill this beast.” As Jun Changxiao spoke, he drew the Desert Eagle from his waist, only to discover his three disciples had already withdrawn.
Su Xiaomo stood in the distance, saying, “Keep it up, Sect Leader can do it!”
That line sounded somewhat familiar…
Jun Changxiao shook his head, dashingly aimed the gun barrel at the Earthflame Wolf King, and said proudly, “Evil beast, your time is running out.”
“Roar!”
The Earthflame Wolf King roared, flames instantly erupting from each strand of its fur, then it charged forward with great strides.
“Seeking death!”
Jun Changxiao placed his finger on the trigger and with a “click” sound pulled it, but the result… no reaction, no reaction, no reaction!
Damn it!
What’s going on!
Jun Changxiao hurriedly fired two more shots, but still only heard clicking sounds—no bullets were fired at all.
“Roar!”
The Earthflame Wolf King charged over, its thick long forelimbs flashing out sharp, extended claws as flames suddenly surged upward.
The proud expression on Jun Changxiao’s face vanished. He hurriedly performed a donkey roll to dodge to the right, roaring in his heart, “Is this damn thing actually a gun or a toy model!”
The system said, “The host hasn’t chambered a round.”
“Crap, I forgot!”
Jun Changxiao hurriedly rolled backward several more times. Taking advantage of the Earthflame Wolf King’s missed attack, he pulled back the slide on the gun.
“Evil beast, meet your death!” In a half-kneeling position, he pulled the trigger again. Only hearing a soft “click,” once again no bullet was fired.
What the hell.
What’s happening now!
“What is Sect Leader doing? Why isn’t he firing his hidden weapon?”
“If I’m not mistaken, Sect Leader should be practicing his reflexes.”
“My goodness, practicing reflexes in front of a low seventh-rank fierce beast—Sect Leader is simply too amazing!”
Su Xiaomo looked worshipful.
“Roar!”
The Earthflame Wolf King turned its head and spewed out a large fireball from its mouth—much more powerful than the Earthflame Wolf’s!
The drawback was still that it was slow.
Jun Changxiao performed another side roll, barely dodging the fireball, and frantically shouted, “System, what the hell is going on now!”
“The host hasn’t released the safety.”
Damn it…
Jun Changxiao was collapsing inside, but still saw the gun slide facing toward him with a small plate at the hammer position. He hurriedly removed it.
“Roar!”
The Earthflame Wolf King charged again, this time wickedly fast, flames erupting from its claws and fangs. It seemed determined to tear this human before it to shreds.
“Sect Leader is in danger!” Su Xiaomo’s expression changed drastically.
“Clang! Clang!”
Lu Qianqian and Li Qingyang both drew their swords. Just as they were about to rush over, they heard a “BANG!” Their eardrums buzzed from the shock, and they stood frozen like wooden chickens.