Since deciding to have Ye Xingchen battle the Lingyao Empress for the ten-year agreement, how to make him break through to greater strength in the next six or seven years was especially important.

No other method—only cheating.

“Actually…”

The system said, “The host could become powerful himself, then help the disciple take revenge.”

Jun Changxiao shook his head, “The lower realm events brought too much harm to Ah Niu. Only by personally breaking through his inner demons can he sublimate. What I can do is provide as much help as possible.”

No comedy, no silliness.

Dog Sheng might not be a good person, might not be a good husband, but from the sect’s perspective, he was a good sect master. Even his biggest haters acknowledged this point.

“So the host must be prepared to expend massive resources to fulfill one disciple,” the system said.

Jun Changxiao said, “If it can free him from inner demons, any sacrifice is worthwhile.”

Currently speaking, all Eternal Sect’s martial dao resources were distributed evenly. Even if core disciples obtained more, the emphasis was still on balanced development.

To make Ye Xingchen break through quickly, without cheating, the only option was to mobilize the entire sect’s resources and pile them on him.

This kind of thing was very common in major sects—investing all martial dao resources into exceptionally talented juniors to make them grow in the shortest time.

With Ye Xingchen’s aptitude and talent, he deserved this treatment.

But the problem was Lu Qianqian, Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, Su Xiaomo, and other disciples could all be solo-focused.

Therefore, Eternal Sect’s development until now consistently treated core disciples equally, never truly cultivating one person alone, because there were simply too many geniuses to choose from.

Randomly picking one had protagonist destiny. Solo-focusing definitely couldn’t finish them all.

In contrast, other sect forces, if they encountered a super top-tier genius, would absolutely use all resources on that person, gambling the sect’s future.

The next day.

Jun Changxiao took out several spatial rings, “These contain ten million True Stones. Take them to cultivate first. If it’s not enough, come ask this seat for more.”

Ye Xingchen was somewhat stunned.

Ten million might not seem much for a sect, but for one person, it was absolutely an enormous quantity of martial dao resources.

“Sect Master… isn’t this a bit much?”

Previous Ah Niu, though proud, actively performed in various competitions or fights to obtain more resources for self-improvement. Now, with the Sect Master freely giving ten million True Stones, he felt it was a bit much instead. His mentality change was quite significant.

“Should this seat take some back?”

“Swish!”

Ye Xingchen hurriedly grabbed the spatial rings.

That was just being polite earlier. Actually, he felt quite pleased inside. After all, such a large amount of resources would definitely bring substantial realm improvements.

Jun Changxiao said, “Starting now, temporarily stop doing sect missions and focus entirely on cultivation.”

“Yes!”

Ye Xingchen left the great hall, turned, and entered the Space-Time Secret Realm.

Six or seven years wasn’t long or short. He must work hard at all times, rapidly raising his realm. Only then could he live up to the Sect Master and fellow disciples.

Of course.

Focusing on cultivation equaled closed-door training. The path of cultivation required actual combat, so subsequently, Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, and others took turns sparring with Ah Niu.

The sparring matches were quite spectacular because even text special effects were triggered.

In overall strength, although Ye Xingchen was stronger than many core disciples, he wasn’t much stronger, so the battles were still quite exciting.

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

In the training grounds reinforced with various formations, Heaven-Crossing Palm Print and other martial techniques were frequently executed—truly colorful and magnificent.

“Thump thump thump!”

Shortly after, Ye Xingchen retreated wildly over ten steps, bending over and panting heavily.

“Senior Brother.”

He Wudi cupped his fists, “I yield.”

“…”

Ye Xingchen wiped away forehead sweat, thinking, “This guy is too strong!”

He successively challenged Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, and others. His overall strength was slightly superior. Only facing He Wudi did he suffer defeat, even feeling increasingly unable to see through him.

Not just Ye Xingchen.

Jun Changxiao also realized it.

This gate-keeping disciple was usually too low-key in the sect, even making no sound whatsoever. Yet every time he fought, there were major changes, as if he suddenly became stronger again.

“Senior Brother.”

He Wudi said, “The Heaven-Crossing Palm Print you just executed had good momentum, but there were obvious flaws in the execution process. If you fix this problem, you should see decent improvement.”

“Tch.”

Ye Xingchen snorted coldly.

This gate-keeping guy dared give him guidance?

“I see.”

After carefully listening to the explanation and analysis of Heaven-Crossing Palm Print in the cultivation room, Ye Xingchen walked out enlightened, his gaze flashing with true appreciation.

“With just slight guidance, he understood. This Junior Brother Ye’s aptitude is also quite good.” He Wudi walked out afterward, thinking to himself.

Originally, he planned to continue being a small invisible presence in the sect, but seeing Ye Xingchen working hard for the ten-year agreement, he decided to help improve his understanding of martial techniques.

“Wudi.”

Just after leaving the cultivation room, Jun Changxiao stood before the great hall, beckoning and smiling, “Come over for a moment.”

“…”

He Wudi felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

As expected.

Arriving at the great hall, Jun Changxiao sat in the head position, fingers interlaced, saying meaningfully, “You’re not quite simple.”

Seeing him guide Ye Xingchen on martial techniques in the cultivation room, Dog Sheng saw it clearly. He was even shocked that this guy’s understanding of Heaven-Crossing Palm Print was so high—probably even surpassing Gu Zhaoxi.

Previously, he and the system had discussed He Wudi but never paid too much attention. Now, taking this opportunity to inquire and see if this gate-keeping disciple also had some unspeakable story.

“Sect Master, I…”

“Everyone has their own secrets. If you don’t want to say, this seat won’t force you.”

“…”

He Wudi fell into silence.

Jun Changxiao walked down, patting his shoulder, “Actually, when I first met you, this seat knew you weren’t simple. That’s why I accepted you as the gate-keeping disciple.”

“…”

Speaking of gate-keeping disciple made He Wudi want to cry, because this damn position was truly just for keeping the gate.

“If this seat didn’t guess wrong.”

Jun Changxiao said, “You should be from the upper realm like the Black and White Rakshasa, right?”

In the lower realm, using Dazzling Light Sunglasses to analyze that he had super god-grade spiritual roots, he’d had this thought. Now in the upper realm, with his strength gradually displaying, it became even more certain.

“Correct.”

He Wudi didn’t deny it.

“Why did you appear in the lower realm?” Jun Changxiao asked.

“Because of…” After brief consideration, He Wudi confessed, “The Seven Profound Radiant Dawn incomplete manual.”

“Oh?”

Jun Changxiao looked surprised.

He Wudi immediately told him about obtaining the incomplete manual, being chased by various powerful experts with no choice but to forcibly descend to the lower realm, causing his body and level to completely reset.

However, he concealed one very important piece of information—it didn’t happen in the upper realm, but in another world.

“Which incomplete manual?”

“One.”

“…”

Jun Changxiao’s surface remained completely calm, but internally he was breaking down.

Case solved!

Finally solved!

The first Seven Profound Radiant Dawn incomplete manual bought from the shop—turns out it was robbed from this unlucky fellow!