Li Qingyang gaining control of the Alchemy Pavilion’s operating rights was merely a perk from entering Lingyan Pavilion. The real benefit was his spiritual root improving to Divine Grade.
This was the Eternal Sect’s only Divine Grade spiritual root. Not counting He Wudi from the upper realm, he was absolutely the strongest.
Jun Changxiao was somewhat surprised, but quickly calmed down.
In his view, his second disciple obtaining this reward and possessing a higher spiritual root was exchanged through dedication and hard work.
Actually, at present, Jun Changxiao had truly become Buddhist about spiritual root aptitude. After all, with dual-core operation and cultivating both sword and martial paths, even giving him a super divine grade wouldn’t necessarily make normal cultivation fast.
To breakthrough to higher realms, he could only continuously rely on the System to cheat, obtaining more Experience Talismans through missions.
“This!”
Jun Changxiao said with pride: “This is my path of cultivation!”
“How shameless can you be!” The System said.
“What does this ‘Steady’ character actually mean?”
Jun Changxiao began thinking: “Could it be some kind of designation, and later disciples who enter will all have one?”
Assuming the idea was correct—
Xiao Zuiji, who primarily tempered his physical body, represented Defense?
The hot-tempered Ye Xingchen represented Offense?
In that case, these two disciples of his had both offense and defense covered, definitely two fierce generals of Lingyan Pavilion.
“Forget it, forget it.”
Jun Changxiao shook his head and summoned Li Qingyang, saying: “Tiegu Town is already built. Go to Qingyang Village and notify the villagers to choose a day to relocate.”
“Yes.”
Li Qingyang immediately took action.
Being entrusted with pill refining made him even more passionate!
The next day, Qingyang Village villagers brought their luggage to the newly built Tiegu Town, with everyone allocated a large residence.
“Madam Wang.”
Jun Changxiao personally handed over the permanent residence certificate, smiling: “From today on, this large residence is yours. Just remember—don’t be like Da Chun, seeing housing prices rise slightly and rushing to sell. Otherwise, you’ll have nowhere to cry.”
Da Chun?
Who was that?
Madam Wang accepted it, smiling: “Child, you’ve grown up and become successful.”
“I always said Gou Sheng would never forget us village elders if he became successful someday.” An elderly man leaning on a cane smiled.
A forty-or-fifty-year-old man beside him grinned broadly: “When Gou Sheng was little, he’d often run to the vegetable fields to shit, dig a hole, bury it, and wait for others to step on it. I could tell back then he’d accomplish great things!”
“I’m still angry about that. Stepped on it so many times back then!”
“Hahaha!”
The villagers gathered together laughing.
Jun Changxiao had already adapted to the nickname “Gou Sheng,” saying: “Without all of you, I would have starved to death and wouldn’t have today’s achievements.”
Absorbing the original body’s memories let him know that because his parents died young, he grew up eating from a hundred households in Qingyang Village, and after transmigrating, he also relied on Madam Wang’s support.
Knowing gratitude and repaying kindness—
So Jun Changxiao treated these simple villagers as his own family, providing them better living conditions without requiring any compensation.
“Madam Wang.”
“Your skills are excellent. Why not open a restaurant?”
“This town is even bigger than Qingyang Town. Rent must be very expensive. I can’t afford it.”
“Free rent, I’ll handle decoration. You just need to manage operations.”
“This…”
Madam Wang couldn’t refuse and could only agree.
“Sect Master.”
Just as Sect Master Jun was warmly conversing with villagers, Li Luoqiu came over and said quietly: “Patriarch Ai has arrived.”
“Mm.”
Jun Changxiao smiled: “Madam Wang, you all chat. I have some matters to handle, so I’ll leave first.”
“Go on, go on.”
Madam Wang said: “Business is important.”
After watching Jun Changxiao leave, she shook her head: “Gou Sheng is successful now and not young anymore, but still doesn’t have a wife. What should we do?”
“Sigh, that guy fell from a tree catching bird eggs when he was little. That area happened to hit a rock. I’m worried something may have gone wrong.”
Jun Changxiao, temporarily without cultivation, couldn’t hear the villagers’ discussion. But Li Luoqiu following behind heard it. Her pretty face changed as she looked at the Sect Master with a peculiar expression.
“What’s wrong?”
“No… nothing…”
…
At the very center of Tiegu Town was a mansion. Inside were no firearms, nor would anyone parachute down to be a loot goblin. Li Qingyang had specifically prepared it for the Sect Master.
Jun Changxiao entered the great hall.
He first indicated Ai Shangni needn’t rise, then sat casually in the seat of honor.
Don’t look at his usual slight playfulness—when serious, he still had some semblance of a Sect Master’s bearing and presence.
“Patriarch Ai.”
Jun Changxiao interlaced his ten fingers, resting them on his thighs, smiling: “Your visit this time is to open a branch store in the town?”
“Correct.” Ai Shangni said.
He’d long since received news about the Eternal Sect building a town.
This visit was precisely hoping to open all the Ai Family’s medicinal herb shops, auction houses and other businesses in the town.
The Ai Family had an unwritten rule—businesses didn’t extend to towns and villages. After all, small places had purchasing power incomparable to cities.
But choosing to extend business to the newly built Tiegu Town was based on believing that with the Eternal Sect’s growing reputation and increasing strength, it would definitely become prosperous.
This came from a merchant’s sharp eye.
Jun Changxiao said: “Since Patriarch Ai is willing to open branch stores here, this seat naturally welcomes it. However, only medicinal herb shops and auction houses may open.”
“Thank you!”
Patriarch Ai leaned forward, saying: “Jun Sect Master, I’ve already decided that monthly pill auctions will be held here to drive foot traffic to the town.”
“That’s excellent.” Jun Changxiao said.
Tiegu Town had just been built, with many storefronts empty. Ai Shangni came first, so he selected the two largest ones in the most central area before happily leaving.
…
Not only did Qingyang Village villagers move into Tiegu Town, but many Eternal Sect disciples’ parents also brought their families and were properly settled.
“Father, Mother!”
Su Xiaomo stood at the courtyard entrance, a brilliant smile on her face.
“Xiao Mo.”
The elderly couple walked out from the main hall. Seeing their son they’d only seen once through video transmission, tears immediately streamed down their old faces.
“Jun Sect Master.”
The two immediately knelt in worship, saying: “Our son has troubled you!”
“That absolutely won’t do.”
Jun Changxiao quickly stepped forward to stop them, saying: “This seat should thank you for confidently entrusting your son to the Eternal Sect.”
“Xiao Mo.”
“It’s rare to gather with your parents. This seat grants you two days’ leave to properly accompany your elders.”
“Yes!”
Su Xiaomo shouted at the top of his lungs.
…
The originally somewhat cold and cheerless town became lively with the arrival of sect disciples’ parents and relatives, gaining a human touch.
Jun Changxiao lay alone on the mansion’s rooftop, watching disciples happily touring the streets with their families, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.
“I was alone and helpless on Earth, alone and helpless in another world. Why am I so miserable?”
He shook his head, saying: “Or perhaps this body’s parents weren’t ordinary people. Maybe they’re not dead. Maybe I’m actually hiding an incredibly awesome secret identity?”
The System said: “That idea of the host’s is very dangerous.”
“Sect Master!”
Just then, Li Qingyang transmitted: “Taixuan Sacred Sect has come to visit!”
“Taixuan Sacred Sect?”
Jun Changxiao said: “Seems like a first-rate sect?”
“Correct.”
The System said: “In terms of strength, they’re even stronger than the Dayan Sacred Sect and Tiangang Sacred Sect encountered during the Dragon-Tiger Contest.”
“Whoosh!”
Jun Changxiao rose and snapped his fingers: “Little Demon Immortal, back to the sect.”
“Okie dokie, Master!”
Human-form Little Demon Immortal skipped over barefoot, then placed her small hands on his shoulder and forcefully flung upward, saying: “Away you go!”
“Whoosh—”
Jun Changxiao shot toward the mountain like a cannonball, his face facing the violent wind completely collapsing in comic style.
“What the hell kind of operation is this!”
