The Training Tower’s third floor functioned by having one explosively expend spiritual energy, which would then dissipate outward. Absorption also meant absorbing what one had expelled—through this cyclical process, spiritual energy would be tempered.

Jun Changxiao’s idea of fighting outside enemies then coming in to absorb and replenish was completely impractical.

“Fine.”

Having been doused with cold water by the system, he shrugged and honestly began squandering his spiritual energy.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The second time he’d completely depleted all his spiritual energy, Jun Changxiao’s area was permeated with rich spiritual energy, the momentum spectacular enough to make one gasp in admiration.

With his two spiritual cores, he had abundant spiritual energy.

“Whew whew!”

Circulating his mental cultivation method again, the spiritual energy that had dispersed outward and collided with the heaven and earth attributes existing on the third floor returned to his body once more.

After two consecutive cycles, Jun Changxiao realized his spiritual energy’s intensity had improved by a fraction compared to before.

Though not obvious, continued cultivation would definitely bring good improvements to both his spiritual energy and its application!

In the martial path, physical body was the foundation.

What truly determined strength was still the spiritual energy within the spiritual core.

Even the simplest basic attacks compared spiritual energy intensity, let alone deploying various martial techniques.

Continue, continue!

Jun Changxiao began training earnestly.

Bang bang bang!

Whew whew whew—

Several hours later, Sect Leader Jun collapsed on the ground, exhausted like a dog.

Though spiritual energy could be cyclically expended and absorbed, stamina couldn’t keep up, so even someone as strong as this Sword-Martial Dual King would become utterly exhausted.

“The third floor lit up!”

“Could it be someone went in?”

“Let’s go, let’s go check it out!”

Su Xiaomo and Li Fei were first to ascend the third floor. Seeing Jun Changxiao lying inside, they understood: “So the Sect Leader is training!”

“What does this third floor train?”

“Seems like nothing special.”

Disciples who could already adapt well to the second floor gathered on the third floor. Not understanding its function, they stood around looking at each other.

After resting briefly, Jun Changxiao explained its function, and they began bombarding continuously.

Tragically, some people, after playing around a few times, had their stamina severely depleted and finally couldn’t hold on. With a bang, their bodies exploded, their soul forms returned to their original bodies, then they were carried out convulsing all over.

The third floor also had a punishment system—overexertion would result in side effects.

This made the disciples cautious. After determining their limits, they would come train for set durations each day.

The third floor also had records.

Because only disciples counted, even though Sect Leader Jun pushed himself for several hours, he remained absent from the rankings.

“Ye Xingchen has become the Training Tower first floor’s record holder with one and a half shichen!”

A heavy voice rang out.

After several days of training, Night Emperor relied on his vast spiritual energy and endurance to first become a record holder.

The first floor’s gravity training was first won by Xiao Zuiji, then surpassed by Lu Qianqian, who still dominated.

The second floor’s movement technique training—Su Xiaomo had higher talent in this area and consistently occupied the record board.

The third floor’s spiritual energy training—Night Emperor, who cultivated both the Supreme Mystery True Scripture and Muscle-Tendon Transformation Classic, occupying the record board was only natural.

It could be said that among many disciples, Ye Xingchen’s spiritual energy was the most substantial and powerful, all thanks to the Supreme Mystery True Scripture.

…

Bang!

In the training room, Jun Changxiao punched the testing machine, causing surging air currents—quite a spectacular sight!

The displayed power value was—three million jin.

“Tsk tsk.”

The system marveled: “On Xingyun Continent, even a Supreme First-Grade Martial King only has two million five hundred thousand jin of strength. The host exceeds that by five hundred thousand jin—quite formidable!”

Jun Changxiao grinned: “Meaning I’ve already surpassed the Supreme level?”

“No.”

The system said: “The host is still Supreme level. The reason you can unleash such strength is due to being a Sword-Martial Dual King.”

“I see.”

Jun Changxiao threw several more punches, feeling that after these days of training on the Training Tower’s third floor, his own spiritual energy application had become more proficient.

The system said: “With proficient spiritual energy application, the power of deployed martial techniques will also increase. This system recommends the host not only cultivate but also train, ensuring neither is neglected.”

“Understood.”

Jun Changxiao continued cultivating—mornings in the Spirit Gathering Formation, afternoons spent on the Training Tower’s third floor.

The Iron Bones Sect disciples also trained earnestly.

Many who’d just entered Martial Master successively broke through, their levels rising day by day, their strength growing day by day.

Among them, those benefiting most were Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, and other inner disciples stuck at peak Martial Master, who successively entered Martial Ancestor!

The condition for becoming a Martial Ancestor was having deeper comprehension of the martial path.

This comprehension meant comprehending spiritual energy, undergoing a certain meaningful transformation.

The Training Tower third floor’s training essentially allowed spiritual energy to transform, thus invisibly accelerating their comprehension and breakthrough speed.

Realizing this, Jun Changxiao said happily: “Once disciples reach peak Martial Master and come train on the Training Tower’s third floor, won’t they break through more easily?”

“Not so troublesome.”

The system said: “Martial Master level disciples, as long as they progressively temper themselves inside, when they later reach peak Martial Master, breaking through to Martial Ancestor will be very easy.”

Jun Changxiao was overjoyed.

With Qi Whirl Pills, Martial Master Pills, and now adding the Training Tower’s third floor, cultivating through this complete system meant basically guaranteed advancement to Martial Ancestor!

…

Following Li Qingyang and others’ breakthroughs, the Iron Bones Sect’s Martial Ancestor numbers also expanded. Moreover, all being Supreme level, their combat power was definitely not inferior to sixth or seventh-grade high-level Martial Ancestors.

The Sect Leader was a Sword-Martial Dual King, and disciples all compared to high-level Martial Ancestors.

The Iron Bones Clanging Sect’s current strength, aside from fewer numbers, was completely comparable to fifth-rate sects.

Going to Holy Spring Sect again, forget winning seventy-some matches against disciples—even challenging the elders, they could abuse them into dung.

Of course, while disciples all improved, our Elder Jiang also improved, finally advancing from Second-Grade Martial King to Third-Grade Martial King.

Having joined the Iron Bones Sect for some time now, only improving one grade level was rather slow.

However, after Jiang Xie broke through, he was extremely excited.

Previously, advancing from first to second grade took two or three years. Now not only breaking through to third grade in just a few months, but also advancing from high-level to Supreme level—this was absolutely beyond his wildest dreams!

Moreover, having experienced the Training Tower’s second and third floors, Jiang Xie realized even more profoundly that as long as he continued cultivating, his comprehensive strength improvement would only become more terrifying!

So to speak, anyone entering the Iron Bones Sect who experienced the conveniences and speed brought by various cultivation methods would become immersed, unable to extricate themselves.

There was one exception.

That was the closing-door disciple He Wudi!

This person’s aptitude was truly formidable—in seven days, he’d opened seven meridians, one meridian per day, simply incredible!

“At this rate, in another five days I’ll open all twelve stages.” He Wudi thought darkly: “After breaking through to Martial Apprentice, I’ll leave the Iron Bones Sect and go venture outside.”

He could become a Holy Sovereign level expert in higher planes relying on various life-and-death trials, so he didn’t like staying in one place cultivating by routine.

Besides, the Iron Bones Sect only had two thousand-some disciples and ranked only sixth on Xingyun Continent—how could he condescend to remain here?

He Wudi’s heart yearned for the stars and seas!

Therefore, after opening his twelve meridians and breaking through to Martial Apprentice, on one dark night, he hastily packed his luggage and resolutely embarked on a journey to train outside.

Standing before the mountain gate, looking back at the Iron Bones Sect, He Wudi murmured: “Boy, if we meet again next time, one will be in heaven, one on earth.”

He was heaven.

Jun Changxiao was earth.

“Whoosh!”

With a casual wave, he strode forward boldly.

However, having just lifted his foot, his body suddenly trembled. His sea of consciousness seemed to explode with a boom, various memories instantly erased, and he rolled his eyes back, collapsing unconscious on the spot.