How could Martial King-level powerhouses possibly be disciples in a sect? So Sect Leader Jun began considering what position to assign them.

Hall Master?

But there didn’t seem to be any other halls for them to manage at the moment.

The system suggested: “The sect lacks elders. Why not appoint the two as elders?”

“That’s possible.”

Jun Changxiao also considered this, but stroked his chin: “Can’t just give it right after they join. Need to observe them properly first.”

How to observe?

After thinking it over, he decided to first have the Ning brothers teach the disciples.

When Jiang Xie received the news, he was instantly delighted.

As the sect’s current only elder, every so often he’d open a forum to lecture, pointing out disciples’ martial cultivation confusions.

At first, Jiang Xie didn’t take it seriously, even considering it a cushy assignment.

Until he encountered Shangguan Xinyao—that’s when the tragedy began.

This girl with extremely high martial cultivation asked questions as numerous as the stars in the sky, questioning Elder Jiang until his head ached and he wished for death!

Each time going to the Martial Lecture Hall, he had to steel himself as if heading to battle, never to return.

To torment our Elder Jiang like this showed just how terrifying Shangguan Xinyao’s “ask when you don’t understand” approach was!

Now that the sect leader sent two Martial Kings to teach disciples martial cultivation, didn’t that mean he’d escaped from the sea of suffering and achieved complete liberation?

Elder Jiang nearly got so excited he wanted to have a big feast in the dining hall to celebrate!

…

Sect Leader Jun had the Ning brothers start by teaching disciples, with a one-month observation period. If they performed well, appointing them as elders wasn’t out of the question.

After making arrangements, he began focusing his thoughts on cultivation.

However, being a dual Sword and Martial King not only consumed many resources but also required a very long time.

“Cultivating step by step is still too slow.”

Jun Changxiao murmured: “If I could complete tasks and receive Experience Talismans as rewards to break through, that would be the true path.”

The system said: “Dream on.”

Jun Changxiao ignored it and began pondering the hidden tasks he’d completed recently, seeing if there were any series tasks similar to ridding the people of evil.

The result…

There were too many hidden tasks related to idioms. No matter how he thought about it, he had no clue.

The system said: “Hidden tasks emphasize letting things happen naturally. Host should focus your thoughts on proper matters.”

“Sigh.”

Jun Changxiao abandoned his unrealistic ideas and skillfully opened the mid-tier shop.

Last time after buying many formulas, because contribution value wasn’t abundant, he hadn’t looked through everything yet.

Unfortunately.

The subsequent items had no purchase value.

Jun Changxiao willed it, spending 100 contribution points to refresh the shop.

His luck was too poor.

After browsing through the newly appeared items, he didn’t see anything worthwhile.

Sect Leader Jun said disappointedly: “With 5 points of luck value, how come I haven’t gotten a single good item?”

The system said: “Luck value only increases host’s fortune, not a 100% probability of refreshing good items.”

Jun Chang scrolled down the shop. When new items appeared, his eyes immediately brightened.

The first row’s second item was a manual with four powerful, vigorous characters—Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin!

Sword technique!

This was a sword technique!

Jun Changxiao hurriedly clicked to view detailed information!

Item: Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin.

Description: A forbidden sword technique from a certain plane, later modified and perfected by a mysterious great power. Its might is unfathomable.

Effect: Divided into three realm stages. First realm: Ten Thousand Swords Return to One. Second realm: All Things Become Swords. Third realm: If I Am the Sword, Under Heaven No Sword Exists.

Advantages: After modification, this technique’s power is extraordinary—truly an ultimate sword technique.

Disadvantages: Difficult to learn and master with enormous consumption. Even if comprehension succeeds, without Sword King cultivation or above, don’t attempt it lightly. Otherwise, suffering backlash—light injuries at best, death at worst.

Price: 2000 contribution points.

Grade: None.

“None?”

Seeing the grade description, Jun Changxiao was immediately dumbfounded.

From the description and advantages, this was definitely an incredibly awesome sword technique. How could the grade be none!

The system explained: “In the vast universe, powerful experts abound. Some great powers’ created martial techniques perhaps exceed the system’s calculation range, so it cannot provide accurate grade classification.”

Jun Changxiao said in surprise: “If even the system can’t calculate it, this Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin must be super incredible!”

“Ding! Host consumed 2000 contribution points, obtained Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin ×1. Already transmitted to spatial ring.”

“Ding! Sect contribution value: 2802/10000.”

After purchasing Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin, the system didn’t auto-match it to sect techniques, showing this sword technique wasn’t suitable for disciples to cultivate en masse.

Come to think of it, that made sense.

After all, this was sword dao martial cultivation. Among Tiegu Sect disciples, only Zhou Hong had sword dao aptitude.

“Swish!”

Sect Leader Jun waved his hand, taking out the sword technique emanating sword momentum, and eagerly began reading.

However, after reading just the first realm stage of Ten Thousand Swords Return to One, he had a half-understanding feeling and couldn’t help sighing: “A bit difficult.”

Techniques bought from the shop, regardless of level, were all easy to understand. Only Soaring Sword Divine Formula and Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin were exceptions.

Or perhaps.

Sword dao martial cultivation was all this profoundly mysterious?

“Difficult or not, I must learn it!”

In the following time, Jun Changxiao focused his thoughts on comprehending the sword technique, even stopping cultivation!

However.

Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin was truly too profound.

Sect Leader Jun cultivated in his room for five days, only comprehending a tiny bit.

“This problem is too difficult!”

He clutched his head, looking up at the sky and roaring: “I can’t solve it, can’t solve it—”

…

Everyone thought Sect Leader Jun was now monstrously talented—both a Martial Dao King and Sword Dao King—but little did they know he’d been stumped by a sword technique.

This also showed that martial techniques under heaven were countless, among them no shortage of profoundly mysterious ones.

“I refuse to believe this evil!”

Sect Leader Jun got into it with Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin, handing sect affairs to Li Qingyang and Li Luoqiu, focusing his thoughts completely on comprehension.

“Ahhh!”

“This shouldn’t be!”

“Why is this problem so difficult!”

Every so often, when disciples passed by the courtyard, they’d occasionally hear collapse sounds and couldn’t help thinking privately: “What’s wrong with Sect Leader?”

…

Time flew by. A month passed in a flash.

The medicinal materials for refining middle-grade Spirit Gathering Pills matured under Elder Wei and Medicine Hall members’ diligent cultivation.

Sect Leader Jun still hadn’t emerged from his room.

“Second Senior Brother.”

Liu Wanshi routinely delivered food, worried: “Sect Leader has locked himself in his room and hasn’t eaten for several days. Is he seriously ill?”

“…”

Li Qingyang nearly toppled over.

This young girl—her words were still so blunt!

“Sigh.”

Li Qingyang shook his head: “Never thought Eldest Senior Sister’s departure would deal such a huge blow to Sect Leader.”

If Jun Changxiao heard this, he’d definitely deliver a flying kick.

Acting abnormal, my ass!

This seat is comprehending a profound sword technique, not pining for Lu Qianqian!

“Senior Brother.”

Su Xiaomo said: “Let’s go persuade Sect Leader. Don’t let him miss Eldest Senior Sister too much.”

“All right.”

Li Qingyang led the disciples toward the courtyard.

Just reaching the entrance, they heard “hahaha” laughter coming from inside the room.

Liu Wanshi said nervously: “Has Sect Leader gone mad!”

“Bang!”

Suddenly, the door was pushed open!

A sharp, cold sword momentum erupted, blowing everyone’s black hair wildly!

“Step!”

Jun Changxiao strode out with large steps, looking up at the sky and laughing: “This problem—I understand it now!”

Li Qingyang and the other disciples stared dumbfounded.

After not seeing him for a month, Sect Leader’s hair was disheveled and unkempt, just like a street beggar!

“Sect Leader.”

Su Xiaomo said weakly: “Are you… are you all right?”

Jun Changxiao brushed aside the messy hair covering his eyes, laughing loudly: “This seat will show you all today what’s called Ten Thousand Swords Return to One!”

“Swish!”

He leaped up, flying toward the great hall.

But just as he landed on top, his foot slipped and he fell straight down headfirst.

“Splash!”

“Aiyaa—”