“Fine.”
Jun Changxiao stood and departed, then cut off the food supply, beginning to break down his will through psychological pressure.
He had originally thought he could control Jiang Xie through delicious food.
But in reality, he had guessed wrong.
Because even after several days without eating, that guy’s will remained exceptionally firm.
Liu Wanshi’s cooking was indeed full of temptation, but a Martial King naturally had the pride befitting a Martial King—how could he be compared to the likes of Blackie and Blackie Two, mere Martial Apprentices!
Of course, Jiang Xie did rather miss it.
“Sect Master.”
Su Xiaomo scratched her head and said, “This guy is extremely stubborn. Should we continue the torture?”
Jun Changxiao stroked his chin and said, “External forces cannot break his will. For now, we can only slowly wear him down.”
Liu Wanshi said, “Sect Master, let him eat something. What if he starves to death?”
“Mm.”
Jun Changxiao said, “Send some food inside.”
Liu Wanshi again carried a lunch box inside. Jiang Xie wasn’t polite either, opening his mouth and eating everything clean.
Whenever food was sent, he would eat it.
But make this King submit? Absolutely impossible!
This stubborn character left Jun Changxiao feeling extremely troubled.
In the end, he could only choose to continue the imprisonment and focus his attention on preparing matters for the first Sect Grand Competition.
As for the Magic Evil Sect experts outside, unable to break through the formation and seeing no sign of Jiang Xie’s return, they could only stand before the mountain gate looking at each other with expressions of helplessness.
Even after five days had passed, Little Dragon remained in a weakened state, his appetite greatly reduced.
It was clear that this kind of sudden possession of strength capable of brutally defeating a Martial King, though extremely formidable, also brought catastrophic side effects.
Some might ask: Since Little Dragon was so impressive, why would he fear Lu Qianqian?
The reason was simple. Being frozen that first time had left an indelible psychological shadow in the little creature’s heart.
……
The day of the Sect Grand Competition was approaching.
Long Ziyang, Yang Yuhua, and other outer disciples were frantically cultivating, hoping to ascend to the inner sect—first to prove their own strength, and second to obtain more resources.
Xiao Zueji, Ye Xingchen, and the others placed all their focus on the Training Tower and cultivation, completely ignoring worldly affairs.
After Jun Changxiao finished preparing matters for the Sect Grand Competition, he once again opened the system attribute panel.
Since activating the middle-grade Sect Protection Formation, ten days had now passed, and 100 contribution points had also been burned through.
“This won’t do.”
Jun Changxiao frowned and said, “The Magic Evil Sect people have been guarding the mountain gate continuously. Dragging this out for a year or half will definitely exhaust all the contribution points.”
With the Sect Protection Formation, he could rest easy.
But without contribution points to activate it, they would definitely be singing a funeral song.
The System said, “Therefore, Host should quickly find a way to resolve this Magic Evil Sect trouble. Otherwise, you can escape the first day but not the fifteenth.”
“At this time.”
Jun Changxiao clicked on the Beginner Mall and said, “I can only place my hopes on this, hoping to refresh more powerful hot weapons.”
The System said, “You might as well buy something from the Intermediate Mall instead.”
Jun Changxiao wanted to as well, but 1000 points was too expensive. If it couldn’t resolve the trouble, the remaining contribution points definitely wouldn’t last much longer.
He didn’t immediately refresh the mall, but first burned incense and bathed, offering some prayers, making it all very formal and very mystical.
Everything ready, he directly scrolled down!
Then, tragedy began.
After refreshing 5 consecutive times, consuming 100 contribution points, not a single useful item appeared—though he did obtain quite a few daily necessities.
“That extra 1 point of luck, I completely can’t feel its existence at all!”
“Calm down, calm down!”
“Refresh 100 more points. If nothing good appears, decisively give up!”
Jun Changxiao suppressed his urge and scrolled the mall again.
The items appearing on the 6th refresh were still a pile of dispensable daily necessities.
Just as Jun Changxiao was about to continue refreshing, the item at the very end suddenly made his eyes light up.
It was a product called “Immunity Plaque,” shaped like a token.
Clicking on details—
Item: Immunity Plaque.
Effect: Write the name of an enemy force on the back of the Immunity Plaque to forcibly establish immunity from conflict for three months.
Drawback: Can only be purchased once in the mall.
Price: 200 contribution points.
After reading the description, Jun Changxiao nearly jumped up and said, “This thing is great!”
Although it only provided three months of immunity, although it could only be bought once, it could undoubtedly provide the sect with some breathing room!
The System said, “This is thanks to that 1 point of luck. Otherwise, Host would absolutely never refresh such an item in the Beginner Mall.”
Jun Changxiao rolled his eyes and said, “You really are a Monday morning quarterback.”
He clicked purchase.
“Ding! Host has spent 200 contribution points and obtained Immunity Plaque ×1. It has been delivered to your spatial ring.”
“Ding! Sect contribution points: 1285/2000.”
Jun Changxiao didn’t use it immediately, but taking advantage of his good luck, refreshed the mall once more.
And wouldn’t you know it—there really was something good!
The second item in the first row was also a token-shaped product, named—Recruitment Token!
Clicking on details—
Item: Recruitment Token.
Effect: Raise the Recruitment Token toward a captured target and shout the three words “Be recruited!” to forcibly make them submit.
Drawback: Can only recruit a captured target once. Martial Apprentices and Martial Masters for three months, Martial Grandmasters and Martial Kings for two months, Martial Emperors for one month, ineffective on Martial Saints and above.
Price: 200 contribution points.
Jun Changxiao was stunned, then overjoyed as he said, “I was just worrying about not being able to subdue that stubborn character!”
The System said, “This item can only recruit a Martial King for two months.”
Jun Changxiao said, “Never mind two months—even one month, as long as I use it well, will be enough to make him willingly become my servant.”
“……” The System remained silent.
“Ding! Host has spent 200 contribution points and obtained Recruitment Token ×1. It has been delivered to your spatial ring.”
“Ding! Sect contribution points: 1075/2000.”
After buying the Recruitment Token, Jun Changxiao didn’t refresh again. After all, only just over 1000 points remained—better to keep them in reserve for emergencies.
So then, use the Immunity Plaque first?
Or go recruit that guy first?
After brief consideration, Jun Changxiao decided to recruit first. After all, the Magic Evil Sect had only sent a dozen or so people—the problem wasn’t too serious.
Moreover, if he recruited that Martial King and had him obey his commands, he could make good use of him and try to avoid using the Immunity Plaque as much as possible.
……
Inside the prison cell, Liu Wanshi again brought food.
She blinked her round, large eyes and said, “Big Brother, why won’t you compromise?”
“Hmph.”
Jiang Xie said indifferently, “A mere trash sect wants to make this Lord a servant? Simply delusional thinking!”
Liu Wanshi said, “You don’t have to be a servant. You could also become a disciple of our Iron Bones Sect.”
Jiang Xie said disdainfully, “Little girl, do you think a sect can accommodate this King, such a great Buddha?”
Though the words were somewhat arrogant, from a normal perspective, it truly couldn’t accommodate him. After all, even fifth-rate sects rarely had experts at the Martial King level.
Liu Wanshi said, “Although our Iron Bones Sect isn’t high ranking, we’re a very warm big family. Once you integrate into it, you’ll definitely like it tremendously.”
“Big family?”
Jiang Xie laughed coldly and said, “It’s just a sect. No matter how warm it is, how can it compare to one’s own home?”
He silently added in his heart, “Even if it’s shabby and broken.”
“Creak!”
Jun Changxiao pushed the door open and walked in, saying, “How have you been thinking these past few days?”
“Boy.”
Jiang Xie said proudly, “Do you think using torture and delicious food can make this King submit? You’re really underestimating me, Jiang Xie.”
“Still don’t agree?” Jun Changxiao said.
Jiang Xie declared solemnly, “Use whatever methods you have. If this King submits, from now on I’ll take your surname!”