“Roar!”
“Roar!”
Deep in the wilderness, dozens of fierce beasts with massive builds charged out, surrounding a group of martial artists who were out training.
Judging from their attire, they were clearly Mosha Sect disciples!
“We’re done for! We’re done for!”
Seeing so many fierce beasts comparable to peak Wuzong level, everyone’s faces showed despair.
“Roar!”
“Roar!”
The fierce beasts charged forward furiously as the earth trembled.
Going to die, going to die!
This was the only thought rising in the Mosha Sect disciples’ hearts.
“Swish!”
Suddenly, a purple-haired man descended like a savior. The clothes on his body immediately burst open as his gaze turned cold, saying: “Scram.”
The beast horde that had been charging furiously showed fear in their eyes, then fled with tails between their legs.
The group of Mosha Sect disciples who had thought death was certain, seeing the man who appeared intimidate the entire beast horde with just one word, all widened their eyes.
“Senior Brother, it’s someone from Wangu Sect!”
Some of them had accompanied their sect master to Mount Hua and had deep impressions of this fellow who loved going shirtless!
“Many… many thanks for saving us!” A Mosha Sect disciple cupped his fists.
Zi Lin said indifferently: “Our two sects are friends—no need for thanks.”
With that, he left gracefully.
The clothes that had burst into pieces flew up with the wind, seemingly crying faintly.
This kind of coming to the rescue when seeing injustice frequently occurred in other places, with those in danger being either Mosha Sect disciples or Shishen Hall disciples.
Those who came to the rescue were always Wangu Sect disciples.
When Sect Master Ren and Hall Master Han learned of this, although they muttered in their hearts about whether their disciples frequently encountering trouble while out was deliberately arranged by Wangu Sect, since the other party kept rescuing them, they were clearly reminding them not to forget to pay protection fees.
The troubles encountered were indeed related to Wangu Sect, but Jun Changxiao’s intention in doing this wasn’t to make them pay protection fees, but to tell them that friends should stand together through thick and thin!
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Wangu Sect.
Thirty thousand disciples stood with hands behind their backs on the martial arts field, the aura emanating from their bodies shocking to the heart.
“Sect Master Jun.”
Elder Zhou exclaimed admiringly: “Your esteemed sect is growing stronger and stronger.”
Jun Changxiao said: “Should we certify first or eat first?”
“First eat… first verify.”
Elder Zhou’s quick tongue almost revealed his true purpose for coming.
“Very well.”
Jun Changxiao said: “Please proceed with verification.”
For a sect to advance from fifth-rate to fourth-rate, the total membership needed to reach thirty thousand, the sect master’s strength must be at the Huang level, and as for elders and disciples, it was simply a matter of having more Wang-level cultivators the better.
In terms of top-tier strength, Wangu Sect had long met the standards, so the verification process was quickly glossed over before Elder Zhou handed over the token representing a fourth-rate sect.
“Ding! Congratulations to the host for upgrading the sect to fourth-rate. Reward: 10,000 achievement points, 10,000 contribution points.”
“Ding! Sect contribution value: 27,510/50,000.”
“Ding! Sect achievement value: 12,200/50,000.”
After the sect grade upgraded, the sect level on the system’s attribute panel also changed from fifth-rate to fourth-rate.
“Another step closer.” Jun Changxiao thought to himself.
Thinking back to when he first transmigrated, the sect was still a ninth-rate school. Now elevated to fourth-rate and already famous across the land, a strong sense of achievement arose on his face.
Li Qingyang, Xiao Ziji, and the others stood with heads held high and chests out.
They were proud of the sect’s advancement to fourth-rate, and also proud of being Wangu Sect disciples!
“Both of you.”
Jun Changxiao asked: “What are the conditions for advancing from fourth-rate to third-rate?”
Elder Zhen answered: “The sect must have two peak Wuhuang cultivators, ten Huang-level cultivators, fifty Wuwang cultivators, and a total disciple count of fifty thousand.”
“Judging from the conditions, as sect levels advance higher, disciple numbers don’t increase that much, but requirements for top-tier and core strength become quite stringent.”
“I thought we’d need a Semi-Saint.” Jun Changxiao said.
Elder Zhou said: “Thousands of years ago, to advance a sect to third-rate did indeed require a Semi-Saint. Now that Xingyun Continent’s spiritual energy decreases year by year, breaking through to such levels becomes increasingly difficult, so certification standards have been lowered accordingly.”
“Oh.”
Jun Changxiao didn’t give it much thought and said: “Jun here has already ordered people to prepare lunch. If both of you are available…”
“Available!”
Elder Zhou and Elder Zhen said in unison.
The two finally got their wish to eat the food they’d been craving, and left reluctantly when it was time to depart.
…
Jun Changxiao sat in his study, pulling up the system panel and looking at Epic Quest Seven, saying: “Fourth-rate sect already meets completion standards, but there’s excess completion potential. If I reach third-rate within the specified time, it should give more rewards.”
Member-wise, they were only twenty thousand short. The Wuwang requirement was met, but they were still lacking in the Huang level tier.
Two peak Wuhuang—Ding Xingwang and Gongsun Haohai could fill those slots, but among the remaining ten Huang-level requirements, counting Jun Changxiao and Old Wei, there were only six.
“Qingyang and the others are growing steadily, but they’re still far from breaking through to Huang level.”
Jun Changxiao rubbed his temples, saying irritably: “Advancing to third-rate within a year might be a bit difficult.”
“Therefore.”
The system said: “If the host wants to exceed the completion of Epic Quest Seven, you can only focus on the Heroes Compete for Supremacy List, striving to far exceed the top 80 positions.”
“Correct.”
Jun Changxiao said: “This is the best method currently available for exceeding quest completion.”
Since epic quests had excess completion potential with more generous rewards, given his personality, he definitely wouldn’t be satisfied with just 100% completion—he must achieve 150% or even 200%!
Jun Changxiao tapped his fingers together, saying: “I need to challenge second-rate sects.”
But there were no conflicts with second-rate sects. Going to challenge them out of nowhere wouldn’t look good.
The system said: “Host, you don’t necessarily have to challenge sects to raise your ranking. You can approach it from other angles.”
“What angles?” Jun Changxiao asked.
The system said: “Based on my information analysis during this period, sect advancement on the Heroes Compete for Supremacy List depends on demonstrating sufficiently powerful strength.”
“That’s why I challenge major sects—that’s how I prove to the world that Wangu Sect’s strength is formidable.” Jun Changxiao said.
“Your death-seeking way of provoking trouble will only make you a public enemy of the entire continent. Why not use other methods to prove your strength?”
“Then bloody well tell me the method!”
The system said unhurriedly: “Actually, there are many perilous forbidden zones throughout Xingyun Continent. If the host leads disciples to explore them and produces evidence proving yourself, you should be able to raise your overall ranking on the Heroes Compete for Supremacy List.”
“Are there any well-known, extremely dangerous forbidden zones?” Jun Changxiao asked.
“Yes.”
The system said seriously: “The Ten Directions Certain Death Tower located within Zhongzun Province.”
“Ten Directions Certain Death Tower?” Old Wei, who was eating, spat out a mouthful of rice, saying: “Sect Master wants to lead disciples to challenge it?”
Jun Changxiao wiped the rice grains off his face, saying: “Correct.”
“No way!”
Old Wei put down his chopsticks, saying seriously: “This is a forbidden zone left behind from the great war between emperors ten thousand years ago. Its danger level is even greater than Demon Valley, and there are no treasures inside. Our Wangu Sect has no need to take such risks!”
“No treasures?” Jun Changxiao was astonished.
Old Wei said: “Although the Ten Directions Certain Death Tower was jointly established by ten ancient Wudi and left many powerful cultivators’ inheritance wills inside, countless people have entered over the millennia, yet not a single person has obtained any inheritance.”
“Moreover.”
“After investigation, many scholars concluded that:”
“After Xingyun Continent was shattered into fragments, although the Ten Directions Certain Death Tower still stands in Zhongzun Province, its formation foundation has been compromised—only danger remains, with no inheritance left.”
Sitting in the distance, Zhen Dejun bit on a toothpick, saying: “It’s just formation problems. Repair it and it’s solved.”
“Repair it?”
Old Wei rolled his eyes at him, saying: “The formations within the Ten Directions Certain Death Tower were laid by a Formation Emperor from ancient times. Even if you gathered all the formation masters on the entire continent, they couldn’t repair it.”
Zhen Dejun said: “That’s because I haven’t gone. Otherwise, I’d handle it in minutes.”
Recently researching the Thirty-Two Wondrous Formations, his understanding of formations was improving daily, and he was starting to get a bit cocky.
“Old Wei.”
Jun Changxiao asked: “What do you mean by inheritance will?”
Old Wei explained: “In ancient times, many powerful cultivators had various physiques and divine abilities. When they fell during the great war between emperors, their physiques and abilities were forcibly sealed within the Ten Directions Certain Death Tower, awaiting those with affinity to inherit them.”
“I see.”
Jun Changxiao was somewhat tempted.
Old Wei shook his head, saying: “The Ten Directions Certain Death Tower’s original purpose was good, but unfortunately the great war between emperors lasted too long, and they accidentally shattered the continent into pieces.”
This use of “accidentally” was truly brilliant.
One could imagine a group of Wudi-level powerhouses fighting and fighting, and the world accidentally collapsing.
Old Zhen said: “The consequence of the great war between emperors was a sharp decline in heaven and earth attributes. To this day, there are only nine powerhouses who have achieved Wudi level.”
Hm?
Suddenly, he felt the sect master looking at him, eyes flashing with peculiar light!
Something ominous!
“Old Zhen.”
Jun Changxiao grinned, saying: “Can you really repair the Ten Directions Certain Death Tower’s formations in minutes?”
“Uh…”
Old Zhen said awkwardly: “I was just casually speaking.”
“It’s decided then.”
Jun Changxiao said: “Research formations as quickly as possible. In a while, we’ll go to the Ten Directions Certain Death Tower.”
“This…”
Old Zhen’s facial expression became colorful as he roared internally: “Sect Master, I was just casually showing off!”
…
Taixuan Holy Sect.
On the outer courtyard’s martial arts field, countless disciples stood in formation.
“Su Gou Sheng!”
“Present!”
“In view of your recent outstanding performance, you are exceptionally promoted to outer sect disciple. Continue working hard and don’t disappoint the elder’s high expectations!”
“Yes!”
Su Xiaomo stepped forward. Amid the envious gazes of numerous entry-level disciples, he accepted the token representing outer sect disciples, thinking to himself: “Sect Master, this disciple will continue undercover work until investigating the matters concerning Senior Sister and Fang Lingyu!”
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