With sufficient crystal cores, after returning to the sect, Xiao Zuiji devoted even more time to gun practice, even lying in the back mountain grass all night waiting for animals that came out at night.
Shooting stationary targets was nothing—what truly displayed marksmanship was shooting moving targets.
“Bang! Bang!”
In the back mountain late at night, gunshots occasionally rang out.
In the study, Jun Changxiao, unable to sleep, continued refreshing the shop.
He now had 355 contribution points, which he could freely spend for a while.
“Ding! Contribution points: 345/500.”
After refreshing, among the displayed products appeared an item called “Modified Shoulder Guard.”
Opening the details—
Item: Modified Shoulder Guard.
Effect: When worn, forms protection for the shoulder, greatly offsetting the recoil from modified rifles and sniper rifles.
Duration: Effective immediately upon wearing.
Price: 20 contribution points.
Jun Changxiao murmured: “Offsets recoil? This is a good item.”
Without hesitation, he purchased it directly.
“Ding! Host spent 20 contribution points to obtain Modified Shoulder Guard ×1, delivered to spatial ring.”
“Ding! Sect contribution points: 325/500.”
Jun Changxiao continued refreshing. Unfortunately, his luck was poor and he didn’t refresh anything good, so he was forced to spend 10 contribution points to buy an Extreme Jump Rope.
Refreshing again.
“Ding! Contribution points: 295/500.”
This time the products that appeared were decent, including a mortal-grade high-tier martial technique called Explosive Fist.
Although the level was a bit low, Iron Bone Sect urgently lacked various martial techniques, so Jun Changxiao still spent 10 contribution points to purchase it.
“Ding! Contribution points: 285/500.”
“Ding! Detected that host purchased fist technique from shop, automatically matched as sect cultivation method.”
On the system data panel’s sect cultivation methods, the words “Explosive Fist [Mortal-grade High-tier]” appeared, representing that disciples could cultivate it.
Jun Changxiao copied 1000 copies and murmured: “Can be cultivated at Meridian Opening tenth stage or above. Will distribute to disciples tomorrow.”
…
The next day.
After happily completing morning exercises under the influence of divine music, the disciples each received a copy of the Explosive Fist manual, making them even more cheerful.
Jun Changxiao gave the “Modified Shoulder Guard” to Xiao Zuiji and the “Extreme Jump Rope” to Su Xiaomo.
“Thank you, Sect Master.” The two said.
Xiao Zuiji put on the shoulder guard that fit snugly against his shoulder and went to the back mountain. Raising the Type 88 sniper rifle, he pulled the trigger. With a “bang,” his body only trembled slightly and didn’t retreat!
“This amazing?” His eyes widened.
Speaking, he stood up, retracted the bipod, then raised the gun and said: “Standing should be no problem, right?”
“Bang—”
Pulling the trigger again, the instant the bullet flew out, Xiao Zuiji was knocked back several meters, then stumbled to steady himself, grimacing: “That hurts!”
Shooting without bipod support, the Type 88 sniper rifle’s recoil was definitely greater. Fortunately, there was the modified shoulder guard—otherwise, one shot would probably have him hanging from a tree branch again.
…
On the training ground.
Su Xiaomo held the Extreme Jump Rope and said: “The Sect Master gave me this thing—does he want me to jump rope?”
“Swoosh!”
While speaking, he jumped once.
Then… his arms moved on their own without listening to him, and his feet also bounced up uncontrollably.
“Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!”
The speed increased, light and shadow flickering.
“Holy crap!”
The disciples gathered around, exclaiming: “Senior Brother Su is jumping so fast!”
Half an hour later, the jump rope frequency decreased, then stopped.
“Thud!”
Su Xiaomo’s legs trembled, his entire body collapsed on the ground, rolling his eyes back and foaming at the mouth.
The Extreme Jump Rope’s function was to train leg strength. Once you started jumping, it would force the user to jump frantically for an hour—as brutal as the muscle sculpting machine.
…
The disciples continued cultivating as always.
Jun Changxiao was also immersed in cultivation and couldn’t extricate himself, occasionally taking a Qi Gathering Pill to increase spiritual power absorption speed.
Several days later.
His realm advanced from seventh-grade to eighth-grade.
If he encountered a ferocious beast at the Earth Flame Wolf King’s level again, there would be no need to use guns—he could tear it apart with bare hands.
In the training room.
Jun Changxiao concentrated spiritual power in his right arm, executed the comprehended Explosive Fist, and with a “bang” struck the testing machine. The displayed power value was twenty-three thousand pounds.
“Tsk tsk.”
“Actually increased by 3000 pounds.”
Having broken through to eighth-grade Wutu, without relying on spiritual power, his physical strength was around 20,000 pounds. Using Explosive Fist increased it by 3000 pounds.
The system said: “This is only mortal-grade level. If there were higher martial techniques augmenting it, the host’s power value would increase even more.”
Jun Changxiao also wanted to cultivate high-level martial techniques, but he needed luck to refresh them.
“Bang!”
Suddenly, a gunshot came from the outer courtyard.
Jun Changxiao hurriedly went out and saw the Type 88 sniper rifle mounted on the newly-built watchtower, smoke curling from its barrel.
“What happened?” he said in a deep voice.
Xiao Zuiji stood on the watchtower, pointing in the direction the gun barrel faced: “Sect Master, a person in black tried to sneak in. This disciple shot him.”
Jun Changxiao hurriedly walked out of the sect. Sure enough, several hundred meters away, he saw a person in black lying in the grass, chest pierced through, blood flowing freely—couldn’t be more dead.
This assassin was in high-speed movement yet was killed by Xiao Zuiji with one shot—his marksmanship was clearly very accurate.
“Too bad it didn’t trigger a side quest.” Jun Changxiao shook his head, searched the other party’s spatial ring, and incinerated him with Exquisite Fire.
“Drizzle Tower.”
“You all really are tireless.”
…
With Xiao Zuiji on watch, Jun Changxiao didn’t need to activate the sect protection array every night, which could save a bit of contribution points.
“Sect Master.”
The next day, Li Qingyang came to report: “These past few days, four more junior brothers broke through to Wutu. This disciple has already distributed the ‘I Slash’ manuals to them.”
“How is Xingchen’s cultivation?” Jun Changxiao said.
As the master of a sect, he naturally had to care about every disciple’s growth.
Li Qingyang said: “Yesterday I saw Junior Brother Ye testing in the training room. There were seven rays of light flickering on his wrist—he should have already broken through to Meridian Opening seventh stage.”
“That fast?” Jun Changxiao was quite surprised.
Calculating the time, Ye Xingchen joined Iron Bone Sect less than a month ago. Going from Meridian Opening first stage to Meridian Opening seventh stage—his speed far exceeded the other disciples.
Li Qingyang said solemnly: “Sect Master, Junior Brother Ye is not simple.”
Jun Changxiao touched his nose and smiled: “This person’s eyes are vicissitudinous, as if he’s experienced many things. That’s why this master forcibly recruited him.”
Li Qingyang said: “Junior Brother Ye’s personality is aloof, and he doesn’t fit in with many junior brothers. This disciple worries that when his cultivation becomes strong, he won’t be obedient.”
Jun Changxiao interlaced his fingers and smiled: “Don’t worry. Even if that guy breaks through to Wudi, this master can still keep him in line.”
As the master of a sect, if he couldn’t handle a rebellious disciple, what kind of sect master would he be? Might as well just commit suicide and end the story with flowers.
“Sect Master!”
Just then, Su Xiaomo ran in, panting: “Outside, someone is visiting, says she’s Murong Xin of the Murong Family!”
“What?” Jun Changxiao and Li Qingyang both looked surprised.
They had just discussed her a few days ago, and unexpectedly she came today. Was it because of Xiao Zuiji?
“The visitor has ill intentions!” Jun Changxiao frowned.