Jun Changxiao arranged an independent courtyard for Jiang Xie.

After all, as an elder, he naturally needed to have the treatment and status symbol befitting an elder.

The next day.

When Jiang Xie woke up, he discovered that the pain had disappeared, his whole body felt comfortable, and his strength was noticeably greater than yesterday. He was immediately somewhat dazed.

“It must be because of the Tempering Chamber!”

He hurriedly headed to the outer courtyard, preparing to undergo tempering again. Just as he stepped out, he heard strange music playing in the training grounds.

“I want to cross this desert, searching for my true self, with only a camel by my side…”

Jiang Xie’s mouth dropped open, his eyes widened, and he once again fell into a confused state.

At this very moment.

On that training ground, the Sect Master stood at the front, with several hundred disciples neatly arranged behind him, dancing rhythmically to the music.

“Smack, smack.”

Jiang Xie slapped his face and said, “What’s going on here?”

Jun Changxiao, who was leading the dance, saw him come out and snapped his fingers. “Elder Jiang, hurry over and do morning exercises!”

Damn it!

Leading disciples in dancing on the training grounds early in the morning—how shameless, how embarrassing!

Although Jiang Xie was utterly distraught, under the control of the Recruitment ability, he struggled to join the group and began dancing while imitating the Sect Master.

What do you know?

As a Wuwang, he had quite an aptitude for dancing. In just a short while, he learned it and fully integrated himself into it.

After the morning exercises.

Jiang Xie squatted in front of the training hall steps, utterly despondent. “What… did I just do!”

Nothing much.

Just danced a bit.

Moreover, this was only the beginning. From now on, there would be morning exercises every day to cultivate their temperament.

“Phew!”

Jiang Xie calmed down and entered the training hall again, directly undergoing tempering for four hours. When dusk arrived, he slid out like a puddle of mud.

The next day.

His condition had recovered again, and his physical body and strength had grown stronger!

At this point, Jiang Xie finally understood the value of the Tempering Chamber. Overjoyed, he headed to the outer courtyard, first did morning exercises with all the disciples, then began tempering like crazy!

If it weren’t for his concern about his missing sister, he was actually extremely obsessed with martial cultivation.

Three days later.

Jiang Xie had already gotten used to the Iron Bones Sect’s shameful morning exercises, and his physical body and strength had also shown clear improvement.

“Bang!”

He threw a punch at the testing machine, which displayed a strength of 1,960,000 jin!

He had only tempered in the Tempering Chamber for six days, and his strength had increased from 1,900,000 to this number—equivalent to an increase of 10,000 jin per day!

Terrifying.

Too terrifying!

Jiang Xie came to a realization. “No wonder the Iron Bones Sect disciples are so strong—they were all tempered in the Tempering Chamber!”

“Whoosh!”

Just as he walked out of the training hall, the Happy Football came speeding toward him.

“Smack!”

Jiang Xie caught it steadily with one hand and thought to himself, “The Iron Bones Sect is truly extraordinary. Becoming one of its members may not be a bad thing after all.”

Even without the Recruitment ability’s control, he wouldn’t want to leave.

Even Ye Xingchen couldn’t resist the temptation, let alone a Wuwang.

……

Jiang Xie completely identified with the Iron Bones Sect.

However, Little Longlong, who had beaten him to a pulp, remained listless even after half a month had passed.

“Little Longlong.”

Jun Changxiao said worriedly, “When will you recover?”

“Gu gu.”

The Fire Dragon lay in its little nest, lazily making sounds, as if telling its master that it was fine and just needed rest.

Sure enough.

A few days later, the little creature recovered and became lively and energetic again.

Jun Changxiao let out a long breath of relief, but a new problem arose—his contracted beast, after recovering, could still eat just as much as before!

Moreover.

Its appetite had grown even larger!

“No good, no good.”

Jun Changxiao muttered, “I must provide it with enough food.”

Knowing that Little Longlong’s transformed battle form could crush a Wuwang, he naturally needed to feed it even better.

But that creature ate too much—just buying meat was already a huge expense!

“Little one.”

Jun Changxiao brought it to the depths of Iron Bones Mountain and said, “You have sufficient strength now, so from now on, go find your own food.”

Little Longlong nodded and transformed into a red light, merging into the deep mountain forest.

With its arrival, the wild beasts and fierce beasts would also face a huge disaster.

After releasing his contracted beast to roam free, Jun Changxiao returned to the sect and began thinking about how to make himself and his disciples stronger in the shortest time possible.

The Demon Sha Sect was ultimately a major threat. Although he had the Protection from Challenge Token, it would only provide safety for three months, so they must become stronger to be able to contend with them!

The System said, “At this time, this System recommends the host purchase cultivation items from the Intermediate Shop, such as arrays that can enhance spiritual power even more.”

“Is it easy to get them through refreshing?”

“It depends on the host’s luck.”

“…”

If he had endless Contribution Points, Jun Changxiao would definitely try his luck, but right now he only had 1,200 points—what was he supposed to gamble with?

“Wait.”

He asked, “How many Contribution Points does it take to refresh the Intermediate Shop once?”

“100 points,” the System replied.

The corner of Jun Changxiao’s mouth twitched.

If his luck was bad, after refreshing five or six times, even if he did get a cultivation array, he wouldn’t have any Contribution Points left to buy it.

So… whether he and the sect could become stronger still depended on obtaining more Contribution Points!

“Snap.”

Jun Changxiao snapped his fingers. “Open the mountain gate and recruit disciples!”

Filling up all the disciple slots would yield nearly a thousand Contribution Points, and triggering sect missions would yield quite a bit more—this was currently the most reliable method.

Of course.

Whether they could have more resources still depended on Old Wei.

Jun Changxiao went to check the medicine garden and discovered that the heaven and earth spiritual energy gathering above had become even denser.

Not just here.

With several rounds of harvesting and planting outside.

The concentration of spiritual energy on the mountain where the Iron Bones Sect was located had become quite good—it had already begun to take shape.

When the sect’s spiritual energy was strong, the benefit was that disciples could absorb heaven and earth attributes better and faster, and the maturation period of medicinal materials would also be greatly shortened.

“Sect Master.”

Old Wei sat in the small pavilion and smiled. “Based on the current spiritual energy level, the medicinal materials can mature in half a month.”

Previously it took two months, now half a month—clear progress!

Jun Changxiao wasn’t satisfied and instead inquired, “Can the medicinal materials mature even faster?”

The faster the medicinal materials matured, the more pills could be refined.

That way, if the disciples had sufficient resources, they could achieve comprehensive improvement.

Old Wei shook his head. “If the Sect Master wants them to mature in six or seven days, I can do it, but the spiritual power level of the medicinal materials will be greatly reduced.”

With the medicinal material techniques he mastered, half a month was the optimal maturation period. If it was faster, he could only exchange spiritual power level for speed.

“Forget it then.”

Jun Changxiao needed high-multiplier Qi Gathering Pills, which could only be refined from high spiritual power medicinal materials. Purely pursuing speed while abandoning quality would definitely not be worthwhile.

“Old Wei.”

He said, “When the medicinal materials mature, you and the Medicine Hall members can harvest them yourselves and place them in the Medicinal Materials Pavilion. When this Seat has time, I’ll take them for refining.”

“Yes,” Old Wei replied.

Just as Jun Changxiao stood up to return to the main hall, he suddenly stopped and pointed into the distance, quite surprised. “Old Wei, what is that?”

Old Wei looked in the direction he was pointing.

In the distant mountain ranges, clusters of multicolored clouds and mist were slowly rising, gradually forming a circular shape and spreading outward. At first glance, it looked just like a rainbow after rain.

“This is…”

Old Wei’s expression froze, and he cried out in shock, “A sign of spiritual energy revival!”