Over the past month, disciples had successively completed many sect missions. Achievement points rose from 0 to 600, and contribution points also increased from 102 to 602.
Sect Master Jun instantly became wealthy.
He couldn’t wait to open the shop and refresh it to get that feeling.
Hold back, hold back.
Now with more disciples, contribution points spent on sect construction were more cost-effective. For now, he shouldn’t gamble on luck.
As Sect Master Jun’s realm advanced, the disciples were also advancing.
Especially the newly promoted disciples—relying on various medicinal pills, they had successively opened all twelve meridians.
At the beginning, there were only small quantities of Qi Gathering Pills. Now there were quite a few even at the lowest 5x multiplier. It was reasonable that disciples broke through faster.
The Iron Bones Clanging Sect, having gotten on the right track, was in high-speed development.
Over the past month or so, the inner sect disciples like Li Qingyang had also advanced in realm. Except for Tian Qi with superior-grade spiritual roots who was at ninth-rank Wutu, all the rest had reached peak Wutu.
Wutu and Wushi were a threshold.
For them to break through required time to comprehend heaven and earth attributes and allow the spiritual energy within their qi spirals to sublimate.
Fortunately, with ultimate-grade spiritual roots, the problem wasn’t major.
But Sect Master Jun found it too slow.
After all, only half a year remained before the Sacred Spring Sect challenge. He couldn’t let them stay stuck at the peak!
“Does the shop have any pills for advancing to Wushi?” Jun Changxiao asked.
From Meridian Opening to Wutu there were Qi Spiral Pills, so there must be similar pills to help advance to Wushi!
The system said, “There are, but it depends on the host’s luck.”
Jun Changxiao fell silent.
Luck was really hard to predict.
If he went in with the goal of refreshing for pills, he might exhaust all his contribution points and still not get them.
Sometimes with casual refreshing, when luck came, he might obtain unexpectedly good things.
Forget it, forget it.
After contribution points overflow, he’d consider refreshing then.
Jun Changxiao suppressed the thought again and began continuing his martial cultivation.
After cultivating one night, judging from the spiritual energy intensity improvement level, using 10x Qi Gathering Pills the entire time, it would take at least two or three months to break through.
From sixth-rank to seventh-rank took one month. From seventh-rank to eighth-rank would take two months.
When advancing to ninth rank, would it double again?
“Alas.”
Jun Changxiao shook his head and said, “Going to challenge Sacred Spring Sect, breaking through to peak Wushi will be a bit difficult.”
As he spoke, he headed for the Training Tower.
“Step.”
Standing on the Training Tower’s first floor, enduring the gravity for two hours, Jun Changxiao’s expression didn’t change and he didn’t even gasp for breath.
Ever since obtaining the Training Tower, whenever he was at the sect, he would come to temper himself. Not pursuing extreme tempering, he had already adapted long ago.
If Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, and the others didn’t deliberately challenge records, they could also adapt well.
“Go to the second floor.”
Jun Changxiao’s body, ignoring gravity, walked to the staircase, then climbed up step by step.
The Training Tower’s second floor had already lit up long ago, because Su Xiaomo and Li Fei had already started training one step earlier.
The two were currently sticking out their tongues, frantically running around the ethereal empty space. It felt as if a pack of mad dogs was chasing behind them.
Not a pack of mad dogs.
A pack of terrifying high-quality fierce beasts!
They were extremely fast, charging forward with bared fangs and snarling jaws. Their sharp teeth were only a palm’s distance from the two’s backsides.
If they were caught up to and bitten, it would represent failure, followed by two days of weakness.
Only the person involved could see the pursuing fierce beasts, so Jun Changxiao shook his head and said, “These two really look like idiots.”
Swish! Swish!
Ha! Ha! Ha!
Before long, Jun Changxiao strode forward on his two long legs, sticking out his tongue and frantically running.
Because his strength was greater than his disciples’, not only were the manifested fierce beasts more numerous, their speed was also incredibly fast, forcing him to run for his life.
Run for how long?
At minimum one hour!
Under the threat of this two-day weakness side effect, the three of them each ran faster than the other.
Mm.
In the Training Tower, there were now three idiots.
…
Being chased and killed by a pack of terrifying fierce beasts was still very effective for tempering movement techniques.
In just a few days, Jun Changxiao felt his speed was faster than before, and his understanding of Cloud-Treading Steps had deepened.
And so, every day he cultivated two hours on the first floor, one hour on the second floor, and spent the remaining time on cultivation and managing the sect.
Don’t look down on how Sect Master Jun needed two months to advance in level—with multiple tempering of body and movement techniques, his comprehensive strength improvement couldn’t be measured by realm alone.
The same was true for Li Qingyang and the others.
Although they were temporarily stuck at peak Wutu and found it difficult to advance to Wushi, their bodies and strength continued to improve with each surpassing of limits.
Drizzle Hall members’ comprehension of voice transmission techniques was also becoming increasingly profound. They could already transmit messages from Qingyang City a hundred miles away.
As for the other seven cities, as cultivation deepened, sooner or later they would achieve instant telepathic transmission.
A few days later.
Ai Shangni came to visit again.
The Lingyang City auction had ended, and all the pills had been sold.
Seventy Healing Pills sold for 80 million, twenty Body Sculpting Pills sold for 120 million—together totaling 200 million!
When Jun Changxiao received from Family Head Ai the 100 million in silver notes packed in dozens of rings, he exclaimed, “Worthy of an eighth-rank commandery—there are so many wealthy forces!”
“Sect Master Jun.”
Ai Shangni smiled and said, “The pills you’ve developed are urgently needed by martial artists. As long as there’s sufficient stock, there’s no lack of sales.”
Jun Changxiao said, “Rare things are precious. Selling too many pills isn’t necessarily a good thing either.”
Ai Shangni deeply agreed, saying, “Therefore, after consideration, Ai has decided to hold auctions on the first of each month in Huyang City for ten Healing Pills and five Body Sculpting Pills.”
“That works.”
Jun Changxiao handed over twenty Healing Pills and ten Body Sculpting Pills, saying, “This is two months’ worth. Take them to sell first.”
Ai Shangni hurriedly accepted them.
When leaving, he also presented several spatial rings, saying, “Sect Master Jun, these are medicinal materials and high-quality seeds that Ai purchased in Lingyang City.”
Jun Changxiao wanted to pay with silver notes, but Family Head Ai absolutely refused to accept, so he could only personally escort him to the main gate.
After seeing Ai Shangni off, he said with slight excitement, “Without leaving home, easily earning 100 million—this feels pretty great!”
Ding! Ding!
After one night of refinement, all four types of pills were completed.
Contribution points steadily increased through sect missions, and money and pills gradually accumulated. Sect Master Jun was feeling a bit full of himself now.
…
Several more days passed.
All newly admitted disciples broke through to Meridian Opening stages, with over a hundred reaching the twelfth stage of Meridian Opening.
Under the Muscle-Tendon Transformation Scripture and pill supply, Song Xuanzhou had long since advanced to Wutu.
“Qingyang.”
Jun Changxiao said, “Go down the mountain and ask people from the Certification Hall to come certify.”
The number of people who had advanced to the twelfth stage of Meridian Opening already met the requirements for the sect to advance to seventh-rate, but because there were too many people, he’d have them come up the mountain to certify.
“Yes.”
Li Qingyang went down the mountain and entered Qingyang City’s Certification Hall.
When Executive Zhao learned the Iron Bones Clanging Sect wanted to certify sect level again, his facial expression immediately became wooden.
From ninth-rate to eighth-rate seemed like it was only a few months ago!
“Executive Zhao.”
Watching Li Qingyang leave, a martial artist in the hall said with displeasure, “Isn’t the Iron Bones Clanging Sect taking themselves too seriously? For sect level certification, they’re making us send people over.”
“Exactly.”
Another person beside him said indignantly, “Only sixth-rate sects qualify to have us certify at their door. For an eighth-rate sect to be so arrogant!”
Executive Zhao scolded, “Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up and prepare—tomorrow follow me to the Iron Bones Clanging Sect for certification.”
Having previously been chided by Cangshan Sect’s Elder Ma, he was very wary of Jun Changxiao, so he’d rather break the rules and personally go to certify for an eighth-rate sect.
Honestly speaking.
If not for the fact that after sect certification, the system sect level could be changed, rewarding contribution points and achievement points, Sect Master Jun wouldn’t even care about certification.
Borrowing the words of a certain reader:
When you’re strong, do you need others to acknowledge your strength? If you don’t acknowledge it, does that mean I can’t become strong?