Consuming a hundred years to break through to Wuwang, after advancing a major realm, his lifespan would increase again.

With one decrease and one increase, there was fundamentally no change.

“Buy it!”

Jun Changxiao spent 2000 contribution points to purchase the Wuwang Pill formula, which automatically integrated into the Pill Pavilion.

Just as he was about to check what medicinal materials were needed, Su Xiaomo came to report: “Sect Master, Elder Zhou from the Certification Main Hall has come to see you.”

Jun Changxiao said: “Please show him in.”

Elder Zhou entered the great hall, first exchanging pleasantries, then explaining his purpose for coming.

“Dragon-Tiger Championship?”

Jun Changxiao had never heard of it.

The System said: “This is the highest-level sect competition on the Xingyun Continent.”

“Oh.”

Jun Changxiao shook his head and said: “Elder Zhou, this seat only wishes to develop the sect peacefully. I have no interest whatsoever in such competitions.”

Mm.

No interest indeed.

If a quest came along, he’d be more enthusiastic than anyone!

“Sect Master Jun.”

Elder Zhou said: “For the Wangu Sect to represent Southwest Yang Province in the quinquennial Dragon-Tiger Championship would be an supreme honor!”

“Elder Zhou, do you think my sect currently lacks honor?”

No lack—plenty of it!

At this moment, the Wangu Sect was absolutely in Southwest Yang Province—known to all.

What’s more.

When news of defeating the five sects from West Yun Province spread, it would definitely cause heated discussion in other major provinces.

“Alas.”

Elder Zhou sighed and said: “If that’s the case, then Zhou can only take these fifty thousand spirit stones back to report to the Hall Master.”

“Wait!”

Jun Changxiao leaned forward, eyes narrowing as he said: “Fifty thousand spirit stones?”

Elder Zhou said: “The Hall Master is paying out of his own pocket, gifting the Wangu Sect fifty thousand spirit stones for sect development, to prepare for the Dragon-Tiger Championship in two years. Since Sect Master Jun isn’t participating, Zhou can only bring them back intact.”

“Smack!”

Jun Changxiao slapped the table and said: “For my Wangu Sect to represent Southwest Yang Province is truly an utmost honor. Elder Zhou, please go back and tell the Hall Master that Jun is willing to lead his disciples into battle at the Dragon-Tiger Championship!”

Elder Zhou was dumbstruck.

In that moment, he felt as if there was a radiant glow behind Sect Master Jun’s head, like a sage who brings salvation to all beings!

“Ptui.”

The System’s voice of contempt echoed in his ears for a long time.

Since the Certification Hall valued it so highly, having the Wangu Sect participate in the Dragon-Tiger Championship, Jun Changxiao had no reason to refuse.

It had nothing to do with the spirit stones!

It was about being a person of Southwest Yang Province!

…

After seeing Elder Zhou off, Jun Changxiao thoroughly examined the spatial ring containing the spirit stones, his heart filled with bliss.

“Sect Master.”

Jiang Xie said: “Are we really participating in the Dragon-Tiger Championship?”

“Mm.” Jun Changxiao said.

Jiang Xie said gravely: “This is the highest-level sect competition on Xingyun Continent. Countless sects will participate, and it’s said that even first-rate sects will send disciples to battle.”

“Is that so?”

Jun Changxiao immediately became interested.

If not for the spirit stones, he really had no intention of participating, but since first-rate sects would be competing, it would definitely be extremely grand!

In that case.

How could my Wangu Sect be absent!

…

The Dragon-Tiger Championship is the highest-level sect competition on Xingyun Continent, held every five years, with two years remaining until the next session.

Southwest Yang Province sends a sect to participate every session, but due to strength incomparable to the major provinces, they only have one slot, and going just means being background characters—historically eliminated in the first round every time.

“That weak?” Jun Changxiao said.

Jiang Xie said: “Actually, the sect forces Southwest Yang Province sends each session aren’t bad. Just last session, they even sent their only third-rate sect, but ended up defeated by a fourth-rate sect in the first round.”

“No way?”

Jun Changxiao said in surprise: “A third-rate sect couldn’t beat a fourth-rate sect?”

Jiang Xie said: “Theoretically speaking, third-rate is stronger than fourth-rate, but the sect representing Southwest Yang Province last session had bad luck—they encountered a fourth-rate sect from Central Venerate Province and were thoroughly crushed.”

“…” Jun Changxiao fell silent.

So it was a fourth-rate sect from Central Venerate Province—that made sense.

Although Xingyun Continent’s forces have grade divisions, what truly determines strength also depends on geographical factors.

Major provinces with extremely strong heavenly and earthly attributes and abundant talented people naturally produce sects that are stronger than those from remote regions.

As the continent’s center.

Central Venerate Province was absolutely full of experts and rich in resources.

Never mind a fourth-rate sect defeating an outer province’s third-rate sect—even a sixth-rate sect could defeat a fifth-rate one.

So.

Sect grades are just a standard; whether one is strong or not also depends on where they come from.

For instance, the five fourth-rate sects from West Yun Province that came to challenge the Wangu Sect definitely had overall strength superior to Southwest Yang Province’s fourth-rate sects.

Precisely because of this.

When Jun Changxiao and his disciples defeated them and shaved them all bald, it made the province’s martial artists wildly excited!

This achievement had very high value!

“It seems.”

Jun Changxiao touched his nose and said: “Winning the Dragon-Tiger Championship will be somewhat difficult.”

“More than somewhat difficult!”

Jiang Xie said seriously: “With our Wangu Sect’s current strength, it would be absolutely as difficult as ascending to heaven!”

“No problem, no problem.”

Jun Changxiao said: “There are still two years to make the sect even stronger. When we participate in such a grand sect competition, we must claim the championship!”

Jiang Xie was dumbfounded.

The Ning brothers were also dumbfounded.

Claiming the Dragon-Tiger Championship—this goal was not just a little big!

…

On the training grounds.

Ten thousand disciples stood in neat formation, their momentum like a rainbow.

Jun Changxiao stood at the great hall entrance and said: “Two years from now, do you have confidence in claiming the championship at the Dragon-Tiger Championship!”

“Yes!”

All disciples shouted in unison.

“OK.”

Jun Changxiao said: “Dismissed, cultivate!”

“Swish!”

Sitting in his study, he pulled up the Pill Pavilion panel, clicked on the Wuwang Pill, and the required medicinal materials immediately appeared.

Good heavens!

A full fifty-plus types needed.

And from the names of the medicinal materials, all were extremely precious.

Jun Changxiao said: “As expected, having disciples break through to Wuwang is not an easy matter.”

He wrote down the medicinal materials on paper, then handed it to the Procurement Hall to purchase.

“Sect Master.”

Su Xiaomo walked in.

“Smack.”

Jun Changxiao placed the Saint-grade Aptitude Transformation Liquid from the quest reward on the table and said: “Take it to upgrade your spiritual root.”

Su Xiaomo was delighted and said: “Thank you, Sect Master!”

With that, she opened the aptitude liquid and swallowed it, her spiritual root advancing from Supreme-grade to Saint-grade.

This way, the Wangu Sect disciples now had four people who relied on aptitude liquid to upgrade their spiritual roots to the Saint-grade level.

A few days later.

The Procurement Hall members returned one after another, but not a single medicinal material for refining the Wuwang Pill was purchased—truly extremely rare.

However.

They did procure a batch of seeds from the Ai Family.

“Old Wei.”

Jun Changxiao said: “How long will it take to cultivate them?”

Old Wei pondered briefly and said: “The seeds the Sect Master provided are all extremely rare. The maturation period will probably be at least half a year!”

“Half a year?”

Though somewhat long, Jun Changxiao said: “Then I’ll have to trouble Old Wei to put in more effort.”

“Sect Master.”

Just then, Li Luoqiu came to report, saying: “The intelligence network has spread to Northeast Lu Province and transmitted an unfavorable piece of intelligence.”

“Speak.” Jun Changxiao said.

Li Luoqiu hesitated briefly, then said: “Lu Qianqian has been placed under province-wide wanted status by the Extreme Cold Palace of Northeast Lu Province. She once exchanged blows with their experts at the Boundless Ice Sea, and her whereabouts are now unknown.”

Whoosh—

Violent sword martial momentum surged within the great hall, instantly permeating the entire sect. Many disciples showed expressions of surprise.

“What’s happening?”

Su Xiaomo and the others looked bewildered.

Li Qingyang frowned and said: “The Sect Master is angry!”

“Xue Rengui!”

Jun Changxiao’s furious voice rang throughout the sect: “Muster a thousand troops and follow this seat to kill our way to Northeast Lu Province!”

“Yes!”

Swish! Swish! Swish!

In an instant, the Wolf Cavalry Hall members who had been cultivating became fully armed.