When Jun Changxiao led his sect in ascension, completing the second main quest, a prestige value entry appeared on the system data panel. Two years had now passed, and today he’d finally obtained 100 points.

From what he currently knew, prestige points could be used to purchase system goods. For instance, the Heaven-Breaking Blade that had appeared before required 500 prestige points to unlock for purchase.

When Jun Changxiao occasionally refreshed the shop, he also frequently saw products with a prestige prefix.

In the system’s words, equipment purchased with prestige points was stronger in effect and function than equipment purchased with contribution points.

Simply put.

Prestige points were used to replace the contribution point system that could collapse into Zimbabwe currency at any moment.

In the Lower Realm they used Spirit Stones, in the Upper Realm they used Profound Stones—martial resources had changed, so it made sense for the system to replace contribution points with prestige points.

However, Jun Changxiao was depressed.

At least let me know how to obtain them!

The system said, “Disciples won the top three places in the Sect Grand Competition, rewarding 100 sect prestige points. Isn’t that obvious enough?”

“…”

Jun Changxiao said helplessly, “Meaning, to get prestige points, I can only participate in these boring Sect Grand Competitions?”

Because his disciples had crushed everyone the entire time, there was absolutely no difficulty, making Gou Sheng feel somewhat smug.

“True legend is earned with fists.”

The system said, “Does the host think prestige will automatically deliver itself if you sleep at home every day?”

These words weren’t wrong.

Prestige—fame and reputation that all look up to.

Because Li Qingyang and the others won the Sect Grand Competition championship, earning respect and fame, the system determined to reward 100 prestige points. If they did nothing, it naturally wouldn’t be given.

“Of course I don’t think sleeping will give me prestige points. What I mean is…” Jun Changxiao said, “At least give me some prestige quests that reward tens of thousands upon completion!”

“Bah!”

The system said, “Dream on.”

“…”

Jun Changxiao was too lazy to deal with it and continued on his way with his disciples.

“Sect Master,” Su Xiaomo moved closer, grinning, “Let’s take the warship back.”

“Get lost, get lost, get lost.”

Jun Changxiao glared at him, “Does riding the ship cost nothing?”

When showing off, Gou Sheng was generous, but using it for the entire journey would definitely make him heartbroken over the madly burning Profound Stones.

…

The Xiongwei City Sect Grand Competition ended. News about the Myriad Ancient Sect disciples sweeping the top three immediately spread through the surrounding regions, stirring up considerable discussion.

“How can a sect that just came up be so strong?”

“I heard those five disciples all have strength comparable to First Revolution Core Formation Realm!”

“My god, with that level of strength, they’d be qualified to participate in the even larger-scale Hundred Sects Martial Assembly!”

In a certain city’s inn dining hall, martial artists were discussing. Jun Changxiao, who was eating with his disciples at a nearby table, immediately perked up his ears.

All along this journey, he’d been thinking about how to earn more prestige points. Suddenly hearing there was an even higher-level sect event, he was instantly energized.

“Friend.”

Jun Changxiao cupped his hands, “May I ask when the Hundred Sects Martial Assembly is held?”

As long as he confirmed the time and location, he’d definitely go participate.

“Soon.”

That diner said, “Ten more years.”

“…”

Jun Changxiao nearly fell off his seat.

With a hundred-year main quest, waiting for one Hundred Sects Martial Assembly would consume one-tenth of the time. Are you kidding me!

The system muttered, “Actually, the host doesn’t necessarily have to bring disciples to competitions to earn prestige points. Perhaps there are other ways to obtain them.”

“Such as?”

“Figure it out yourself—I’m too lazy to explain.”

“Go to hell!”

The system was right. He didn’t necessarily have to use disciples as tools to fight in various sect competitions. As long as he raised the sect’s fame in the Upper Realm, he could likewise obtain prestige points.

But the problem was, how to raise it?

“Sigh.”

Jun Changxiao shook his head, “Cross that bridge when we come to it. Take one step at a time.”

A month later.

He returned to the Myriad Ancient Sect with his disciples.

This trip to participate in the Sect Grand Competition took over half a year coming and going, showing that without transport treasures, travel difficulties still plagued the Myriad Ancient Sect.

“Whoosh whoosh!”

Just as Jun Changxiao returned, magnificent heaven and earth attributes suddenly surged on Dragon Head Peak, indicating someone was about to break through!

As the Sect Master’s residential mountain, only two courtyards were occupied—one by Gou Sheng, the other by Hua Meigui. So who was breaking through was already obvious.

“How is she breaking through again?”

In Jun Changxiao’s understanding, this woman had only entered Breakthrough Sky Realm not long ago.

“…”

The system was speechless, “It’s been two years, okay!”

“Not right!”

Jun Changxiao’s expression changed as he exclaimed, “This isn’t breaking through to mid-level Breakthrough Sky Realm—she’s breaking through to Core Formation Realm!”

Two years ago, shortly after Hua Meigui first came to the Upper Realm, she’d relied on the stronger heaven and earth attributes to enter Breakthrough Sky Realm. Now only two years had passed, yet she was breaking through to Core Formation Realm—this truly shocked him greatly.

Li Qingyang, Xiao Ziji, and the others could break through because they’d gone to various clans and received difficult tempering. This woman hadn’t obtained any fortuitous encounters—how had she broken through?

“Whoosh whoosh!”

Just then, an advancing momentum also surged on Dragon Ridge Peak where the sect leadership resided. From the sinister aura, it was clearly Ding Xingwang!

Jun Changxiao’s eyes gradually widened, because from the aura he could discern the other party was advancing from mid-level to upper-level Breakthrough Sky Realm!

“When did Elder Ding enter Breakthrough Sky Realm!”

Just as Gou Sheng was completely bewildered, from the mountain where disciples resided, more advancing momentums came one after another. Among them were core disciples like Li Fei and Tian Qi, advancing from lower-level to mid-level.

“Not right!”

Su Xiaomo also said in surprise, “Before we left to participate in the Sect Grand Competition, Junior Brother Li and the others were only at Martial Saint Great Perfection. How did they suddenly jump to advancing to mid-level Breakthrough Sky Realm!”

“Whoosh whoosh!”

“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!”

Advancing momentums surged from various mountains. The entire Myriad Ancient Sect was shrouded in heavy energy waves—the scene was quite spectacular.

At this moment, how could they lack the sect’s number one photographer, Li Shangtian? But as it turned out, this kid wasn’t around because he was sitting in his room, embracing the origin and guarding the one, launching an assault on lower-level Breakthrough Sky Realm!

“What’s going on?”

Just then, Jun Changxiao saw Li Luoqiu walking out from the great hall.

About to speak, he discovered the other party had already reached lower-level Breakthrough Sky Realm. He exclaimed in surprise, “You broke through too?!”

“Thanks to the two secret realms the Sect Master installed before,” Hall Master Li smiled.

At these words, Jun Changxiao finally remembered—before bringing core disciples to participate in the Sect Grand Competition, he’d placed two high-grade secret realms and one shaping room in the back mountain. He said joyfully, “The effect is this good?”

Extremely good!

Top-notch good!

Over this half-year period, whether sect leadership or disciples, everyone’s strength had improved greatly!

Especially the high-grade Space-Time Secret Realm—with a hundred-times time acceleration and ten-times attribute boost, entering to cultivate ten days each month, continuing for several months, was absolutely comparable to cultivating for several decades!

Hua Meigui had relied on the two secret realms to go from infinitely close to mid-level to now entering First Revolution Core Formation Realm.

Though Ding Xingwang, Gongsun Haochai, and other sect leadership couldn’t match the Soul Clan Empress in aptitude, they’d still broken through consecutively over half a year, thus entering upper-level Breakthrough Sky Realm.

“See!”

The system said, “Didn’t I tell you so!”

It had previously said that if the host had bought this kind of secret realm two years earlier, the sect would definitely already be at Martial Emperor across the board.

Judging from half a year’s results, not only was it right, it had actually underestimated.

I!

Am not jinxing it!

“Ding! Prestige quest triggered.”