Holding the one hundred thousand taels in bank notes, Li Qingyang stood completely dumbfounded on the spot.

Coming from a family background, he didn’t have much concept of money, but he also knew this number was extremely large. Using it to rebuild Tiegu Sect could only be described as… extravagant!

Li Qingyang hurriedly returned to his own room, picked up brush and ink, and began designing renovation sketches on rice paper.

The inner court needed reconstruction, and the outer court also needed expansion.

This was a major project that required careful deliberation and careful planning!

After a night of designing, the sketches were completed.

The position of the outer court Tiegu Sect’s main hall hadn’t moved—it still sat at the northernmost point. Everything else had changed. The training grounds were enlarged, and more building complexes were added.

The inner court also had considerable changes. Not only was greenery added, but many rooms were also built, enough to accommodate a thousand disciples.

Of course, Li Qingyang also considered Liu Wanshi, specially designating vegetable plots and livestock pens.

With sufficient financial support, this renovation absolutely belonged to the bold and decisive type. Once completed, it would be a completely new Tiegu Zhengzheng Sect!

“Not bad.”

After viewing the sketches, Jun Changxiao was very satisfied.

Li Qingyang pointed to several blank areas on the diagram: “This disciple has decided to first build quarters in these locations. After completion, everyone can move in first, then proceed with renovations of other areas. This way we won’t need to live in the outer court.”

Jun Changxiao said: “Very thoroughly considered.”

Entrusting the matter of rebuilding the sect to Li Qingyang was precisely because he valued his steady and cautious character.

Simply put, he was suitable to be the chief steward.

If elder positions were to be designated, Li Qingyang would definitely be the Internal Affairs Elder without question.

“Sect Master, when do we begin reconstruction?”

“Three days from now.”

“Yes!”

Li Qingyang withdrew. Jun Changxiao stroked his chin: “Once the sect reconstruction is complete, I’ll widely open the mountain gates to recruit disciples and reach 500 people as soon as possible to trigger the sect quest.”

After upgrading sect construction to level 2, he hadn’t immediately recruited disciples because he hoped to first strengthen this batch of disciples.

……

Ai Shangni returned to the Ai Family with the ten Initial Grade Healing Pills.

However, he wasn’t in a hurry to auction them. Instead, he was waiting for the news to continuously spread so more forces would learn of it.

Previously, nine Healing Pills sold for eight hundred fifty thousand. Spending one million to buy ten from Jun Changxiao—no matter how you looked at it, it seemed like a loss-making business.

Not so, not so.

Ai Shangni had absolute confidence that the second auction would make the price of the ten Healing Pills far exceed one million taels.

If a businessman couldn’t hype a heaven-defying pill to an even higher price, he wouldn’t deserve the three words “businessman.”

Of course.

Ai Shangni was simultaneously pondering—if the Healing Pills spread widely and alarmed major powers and great sects, what excuse should he use to explain?

……

Three days later.

A large number of craftsmen entered Tiegu Sect and began first expanding from the inner court.

Because construction was in another area, it didn’t affect the disciples’ living and rest. They continued cultivating as usual.

“Sect Master.”

One day, Li Qingyang came to report: “Last night, nine more disciples opened their tenth meridian. Except for Junior Brother Xiao, Junior Brother Ye, and Junior Sister Liu, all other disciples have reached Meridian Opening Tenth Stage level.”

“Not bad, not bad.” Jun Changxiao said with satisfaction.

Calculating the time, this batch of disciples had been recruited for exactly two months. Going from two or three stages to tenth stage level—the improvement speed was quite acceptable.

“Tell them to continue working hard. All who break through to Martial Disciple will be granted the ‘My Slash’ manual.” Jun Changxiao said.

“Yes.”

Li Qingyang withdrew.

Jun Changxiao got up and came to the training room.

Xiao Zuiji was sculpting inside the muscle sculpting room, with two hours remaining.

*Creak!*

Right at this moment, the door of another sculpting room opened. Ye Xingchen, beaten until his nose was bruised and face swollen, slid out, then gasped for large breaths.

After this guy’s quarters collapsed, he had been cultivating continuously in the training room, with intensity not at all inferior to Xiao Zuiji.

Not to mention, the progress achieved was extremely great. His originally somewhat weak body had become considerably stronger.

As for his realm, he had also broken through from Meridian Opening First Stage to Meridian Opening Third Stage. His strength burst had already reached around 800 catties.

Normally calculated, with Ye Xingchen’s physical aptitude, striking out 400 catties would be good. Being able to produce an extra 400 was also due to the Muscle-Tendon Transformation Scripture, Supreme Mystery True Scripture, sculpting room, and Initial Grade Body Tempering Pill.

Jun Changxiao could also see that he had changed greatly during this period, so he smiled: “Do you still feel very aggrieved about joining Tiegu Sect now?”

“…” Ye Xingchen fell silent.

Previously, he would definitely have nursed resentment that he, a dignified Martial Emperor reborn, was actually forced to join Tiegu Sect. Now it was—that’s right, truly fragrant indeed.

*Swish!*

Jun Changxiao dove into the sculpting room. After sculpting for two hours and coming out, Xiao Zuiji was repeatedly striking the testing machine, the strength numbers on it constantly changing.

Three thousand catties.

Three thousand two hundred catties…

*BOOM!*

The last punch blasted out, and the strength fixed at five thousand catties.

Without opening meridians, relying solely on body tempering to achieve strength comparable to third-grade Martial Disciple level was truly incredible.

However, Xiao Zuiji showed no joy whatsoever. Instead, he dejectedly lowered both arms.

Jun Changxiao walked over: “What are you thinking about?”

“Sect Master, I…” Xiao Zuiji paused, then said bitterly: “During this period of cultivation, my body has already reached its limit. It’s very difficult to have any major improvements.”

Jun Changxiao said: “A martial artist’s true formidability doesn’t only lie in the body—there are many other aspects, such as weapons and equipment.”

“Follow this seat.”

He brought Xiao Zuiji to the back mountain and summoned the QBU-88 Type sniper rifle, placing it on the ground: “Try firing one shot.”

“May I?” Xiao Zuiji said in astonishment.

Jun Changxiao said: “If your body can handle it, this sniper rifle is yours.”

The system reminded: “Although disciples can use the sniper rifle, the modified eight-times scope’s functions can only be triggered by the host.”

“That screwed up?” Jun Changxiao furrowed his brows.

In his thinking, since Xiao Zuiji couldn’t open meridians or condense spiritual energy, he would cultivate him into a sniper. After all, with a strong body, he should have no problem withstanding the recoil.

Now it turned out well—the modified eight-times scope’s lock-on, auto-aim, x-ray vision and other functions couldn’t be triggered by disciples. How could he make him achieve hundred percent accuracy?

*Exhale!*

Xiao Zuiji let out a long breath and walked to the Type 88 sniper rifle, clearly about to attempt it.

Jun Changxiao personally instructed him on holding the gun, mounting it, and getting close to the eight-times scope. He also explained effective range, rate of fire, and wind speed to him: “Understand?”

“Understood.”

“That small stone several hundred zhang ahead—shatter it.”

As he spoke, Jun Changxiao had already dodged far away, afraid the recoil from firing might implicate himself.

*Swish!* Xiao Zuiji lay down, holding the gun with one hand, the end of the stock pressed against his shoulder. One eye moved toward the lens. After some calibration, he immediately pulled the trigger.

*BOOM—*

The gun muzzle spat fire. Flowing light like a cannonball explosively shot out, striking the small stone over five hundred meters away with perfect accuracy and shattering it to pieces.

“This accurate?”

Jun Changxiao’s eyes widened.

When he withdrew his gaze to look at Xiao Zuiji, he found the gun was there, the soil beneath the bipod had sunk in, but that guy had vanished into thin air!

“Where is he? Where is he?”

“Sect… Sect Master…” From a large tree over ten meters behind, Xiao Zuiji hung limply from a branch, spitting white foam from his mouth, weakly saying: “Dis… disciple is here…”