The Strongest Sect of All Times

Transforming Su Xiaomo and the two others was just the beginning. 

Jun Changxiao also kept two bottles for Xiao Zuiji and Ye Xingchen, which he would hand to them right after they returned. 

As for Li Qingyang and Lu Qianqian, because he didn’t have a higher leveled Aptitude Transformation Fluid, he could only temporarily give them Qi Gathering Pills to help them cultivate. 

With more than a hundred disciples, it was impossible for Jun Changxiao to treat everyone equally — right, even if everyone was treated equally, the answer was always to work hard and quickly become stronger. 

First settle several main disciples in hopes that a year later, on Holy Spring Mountain, than can have extraordinary performances to boldly tell the world: my Ironbone Unyielding Sect is not simple!

Actually, Jun Changxiao could have bought one less. 

Because during his excursion outside, Ye Xingchen had comprehended the second later of the Grand Mysterious True Sutra. His spirit root had risen from low-grade to ordinary. 

His cultivation had also risen from stage nine to stage twelve, only one step away from Martial Apprentice. 

“Hahaha.”

Sitting cross-legged in a cave, feeling the changes in his body brought by the spirit root upgrade, Ye Xingchen could not help but cackle. 

“With a tempered mortal body and eventually a divine-grade spirit root, this emperor will re-enter the peak!”

He clenched his fists, vision cold as he said, “By that time, I will make even the Heavens unable to block my gaze, make this earth unable to bury my heart, and make that so-called ‘Empress of Eternity’ vanish in a puff of smoke!”

Hu-hu!

His whole body filled with a special aura, the once Martial Emperor’s tyrant king aura!

What a pity that in his previous life, part of his soul had been injured, forcing him to spend several thousand years healing in the center of the earth. After he reached ordinary-grade spirit root, the power of his soul was only revealed a tiny bit. 

Xiao Zuiji was awakened by the laughter. 

“Junior Brother Ye, what are you laughing so foolishly for in the middle of the night?”

“Hmph,” Ye Xingchen coldly snorted. Vulgar mortal.

Roar!

Suddenly, there was an angry roar from outside the cave, causing the ground to tremble. 

“Not good!”

Xiao Zuiji picked up the 88-type sniper rifle and ran out of the cave. 

In the distance, a huge black bear was standing on its hind legs. With a swipe of its paws, a large tree was directly sliced in half. 

Ye Xingchen walked over. After a glance at the big guy, he disdained, “Trash.”

Shua!

Xiao Zuiji raised the gun and aimed at the bear’s head. 

“Hold up!” 

Ye Xingchen raised a hand up and stood in front, coldy saying, “Leave it to me.”

Xiao Zuiji said, “Junior Brother Ye, this Black Demon Bear is equivalent to a peak Martial Apprentice.”

Roar!

The Black Demon Bear raised both of its front legs, splintering another tall tree. As the two people heard its angry roar, a fresh breeze wafted over, carrying a revolting stench. 

“Trash.”

As Ye Xingchen said so, he had retreated two steps. “I am disinclined to act.”

Roar—

At this time, the Black Demon Bear had charged forward. As it ran forward, its giant body crashed through the trees and rocks, which were sent flying or trampled to dust. 

Bang!

The sound of gunfire echoed through the mountain forest. 

…

We learn to meow together, going meow meow meow meow meow ~

Act like a spoiled brat before you, aiya meow meow meow meow meow ~ [1]

In the morning, the training field.

The modified boombox played a brand-new divine song and the Ironbone Sect disciples followed its rhythm to dance. 

Liu Wanshi was particularly talented. She would occasionally raise her small fists, poke her cheeks, or nod to the beat, appearing very adorable. 

Seeing how happily the little girl danced, Jun Changciao murmured, “Dudu was mistakenly birthed into this world. If it had been Earth, this sprout would absolutely have turned into an otaku’s favorite.”

Suddenly he remembered something. “Since the system store has firearms, does it also have rockets and so on?”

[Has], the system said. 

Jun Changxiao was delighted. 

[But.]

Pouring cold water, the system added: [It can only come out in the Advanced Store. Therefore the host should throw out the immature idea of crossing the universe and returning to Earth.]

Jun Changxiao thought otherwise. “So long as there is this type of thing, there is a possibility of returning to Earth.”

The system said, [The Gaowu World has spirit power, so life expectancy is much higher than on Earth. Why does the host want to go back?]

“You would not understand.”

Jun Changxiao looked up at the distant skies and was filled with endless yearning. “That place is my home. There are my friends, my first love, my relatives… Eh, there probably aren’t any family members left.”

The system said: [Therefore, the reason the host wishes to return to Earth is to bring his cultivation from the Gaowu World and act cool?]

Hateful, why must you expose others?

“Naturally!”

Jun Changxiao said, “Doesn’t the US always talk about Iron Man, Green Lantern, or whatnot; heroes who can save the entire world. After I go back, I can call out all the people from the Heroes’ Federation and fight them one by one, see which of them can take a few hits.”

The system was speechless. 

[Those are but movies. Moreover, if those superheroes exist, I am afraid that the entire Earth and even the Milky Way will be in trouble.]

“This ridicule…” Jun Changxiao said, “Sharp.”

[Oh, right.] 

The system then said: [In the League of Legends exhibition match of the Jakarta Asian Games, your country defeated South Korea 3:1 to win gold.]

As a once League of Legends bronze powerhouse, Jun Changxiao immediately lost his mind. 

The system said, [The career of a pro-player is very short. To make the national flag of the host country flutter at the e-sports event held every four months, they are worthy of respect.]

Shua!

Jun Changxiao tore off his robe and ran into the training field, joining the disciples to jump and dance about, resembling a happy 5 or 6-year-old child. 

“Babies, come on!”

My heart jumps with a thump-thump, falling in love with your evil smile ~

If you don’t say you love me I will go meow meow meow ~

…

After the morning exercise ended, the disciple went to cultivate. 

Long Ziyang, Yang Yuhua, and the other disciple who had just entered the sect all had ugly expressions on their faces, obviously not adapted to the humiliating morning exercise. 

I unexpectedly danced a moment ago, I was unexpectedly swaying side to side a moment ago!

“Ziyang, Yuhua!”

Su Xiaomo beckoned, smiling, “Come, senior brother will lead you to train.”

“Oh.”

Long Ziyang, Yang Yuhua, and the other new disciples followed him and entered the training room. Each of them entered the Muscle Molding Room, conducting two hours of tempering. 

In the evening. 

This group of new disciples lay on the training field, pitifully paralyzed. 

The next day, they regained their spirits and started to learn football. But after Li Fei’s sure-kill technique of a ball to the face, each of these children crouched in a corner, covering their faces and crying. 

Mama.

There are too many unprincipled people in this sect, I want to go home!

Go home?

Not possible. 

When they stepped foot into the Ironbone Unyielding Sect, they were doomed to either become stronger through tremendous dangers and difficulties, or sing ‘Bracing the Chill’ in the abyss of hell. 

…

After the new disciple joined the sect, each received the Tendon Altering Sutra and Body Reformation Pill, starting their new life in the sect. 

Jun Changxiao then began to consider how to rapidly increase the contribution points. 

The fastest way to earn points was to completely fill the sect, obtaining 352 points and also activating the sect missions. 

However.

It wasn’t easy to recruit disciples at all!

Li Qingyang sat outside for two whole days, but didn’t see a single person. 

“My head hurts.” Jun Changxiao rubbed his temples. 

“Sect Head.” 

Old Wei walked into the main hall. “The medicinal herbs planted have germinated.”

“So quickly?”

Jun Changxiao was quite surprised. Calculating the time only ten days had passed. 

Old Wei said, “Medicinal herbs cannot be compared with agricultural crops. If they are attentively cultivated, they can feel it and will express gratitude by rapid growth.”

So profound? Jun Changxiao was interested. “Old Wei, you are not simple. Would you be willing to tell your own story?”

Old Wei’s smile was self-deprecating. “This old man is a third stage medicinal apprentice, unsuccessful for most of his lifetime. What story can I have?”

Jun Changxiao said, “Old Wei is specialized in the cultivation of medicinal herbs, but is only a third stage medicinal apprentice? This lord does not believe it.”

Old Wei did not want to talk about this topic and said, “This old man needs several disciples to go into the mountain springs and irrigate the field.”

Everyone had their own secrets; Jun Changxiao did not press for an answer. He immediately arranged for Long Ziyang, Yang Yuhua, and the other new disciple to help Old Wei carry water from the mountains.

“Sect Head.”

At this time, Li Qingyang hurried in from outside. He solemnly said, “Star Cloud Sect’s elder has brought disciples here to compare notes.”

“Star Cloud Sect?” 

Jun Changxiao had never heard of it. 

Li Qingyang said, “One of Qingyang Commandery’s four big seventh-grade sects. Their Sect Head is named Meng Xingda, but the one leading the disciples today is the Seventh Elder.”

Jun Changxiao tapped his chin. “This seventh-grade Star Cloud Sect should be a Hundred Sects Alliance member…”

“Correct,” Li Qingyang confirmed. 

[1] “Learn to Meow” by Xiao Panpan

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