The Strongest Sect of All Times

Chapter 17: preliminary-grade cold edge sword

[Ding! Sect Members: 53/100!]

[Ding! Sect Contribution: 60/100!]

Jun Changxiao stamped one form after another, quickly accepting 50 disciples. The system’s notifications resounded in his ear — how wonderful, how comfortable!

Of the disciples who had just been recruited, ten had mid-grade spirit roots, while the remaining 40 had ordinary ones.

The various martial artists watching from afar were filled with envy. 

As far as they knew, there were only about ten mid-grade spirit roots and 50-60 ordinary-grade spirit roots present at this year’s Hundred Sects Recruitment; almost all of them had been recruited by the Ironbone Sect!

Ah. Today’s work has been in vain, we can only wait for next time

Many of the others were depressed, but the great Sect Head Jun continued to stamp and recruited low-grade spirit roots. 

He had no choice. 

In order to sufficiently accept 100 disciples, he could only choose the tallest of the dwarves. 

Furthermore, even if the spirit roots were poor, he could still train them up.

[Ding!] 

[Ding!]

[Sect Members: 100/100!]

[Ding! Sect Contribution: 107/100!]

[Ding! Sect membership is full. The host must promote sect construction and increase the upper limit to recruit more disciples.]

[Reminder! If membership has hit the limit and the host forcefully recruits more disciples, the host will be seriously punished!]

[If sect contribution exceeds the limit, the host must spend the excess points within 24 hours, otherwise the points will automatically be eliminated.]

[The sect’s membership has hit the limit, the condition has been met!]

[Ding! The system has automatically opened the Sect Achievement and Sect Mission options for the host!]

Jun Changxiao was startled and opened the interface. 

[Sect Name: Ironbone Unyielding Sect

Sect Leader: Jun Changxiao

Sect Rank: Ninth-grade

Sect Construction: Level 1

Sect Members: 100/100

Sect Contribution: 107/100

Sect Achievement: 0/100

Sect Missions: Temporarily none.

Sect Main Mission: Make the Ironbone Unyielding Sect the strongest sect on Falling Star Continent within 100 years and accept 100,000 disciples. If the mission cannot be completed by the deadline, the host’s soul will instantly be extinguished!]

“System!” Jun Changxiao asked, puzzled, “What the hell is ‘sect achievement’ and ‘sect mission’?”

The system said, [A disciple who accepts a mission and completes it may obtain the corresponding sect achievement points.]

Jun Changxiao understood, then asked, “Are achievement points useful?”

The system explained, [After achievement value reaches the upper limit, sect construction can be promoted.]

Jun Changxiao was surprised. “Didn’t you say that sect construction could be promoted through recruiting disciples? How come there's a sect contribution now?”

The system confidently retorted, [Recruiting disciples can activate sect missions, completing sect missions can promote sect construction. There is nothing contradictory there.]

“…”

Jun Changxiao was speechless. 

He decided not to pay attention to contribution and missions for now, but on the contribution points — he had to spend the excess points quickly otherwise they would disappear!

He skillfully opened the basic store list and glanced through the commodities. Jun Changxiao selected an item named the ‘Preliminary-grade Cold Edge Sword’. 

[Ding! The host has spent 10 contribution points, obtaining Preliminary-grade Cold Edge Sword x1. The item has been transported to the storage ring.]

[Ding! Sect Contribution: 97/100.]

When Jun Changxiao clicked off the panel, he conveniently looked at the sword he had just purchased. He discovered an explanatory note which read, [This item can be purchased ⅘ times this month.]

The heaven-defying pills and talismans could only be purchased once a month, but the weapon could be bought five times. 

What a scam!

The reason Jun Changxiao chose a sword lay in his cultivation of the Nine Moves Layered Waves Sword. Although this sword technique was low-tier, the ninth move was still very strong. At least with a sword, he could defend himself. 

Xiu!

He entered the storage ring space. 

Jun Changxiao saw that next to the time bomb floated a sword, two beads glittering with a weak blue light mounted on the scabbard. 

Pah. 

Walking over, he grasped the sword and immediately felt the icy aura permeating his palm. 

“Pretty cold. But I don’t know it’s quality…”

Jun Changxiao grasped the sword hilt and lightly drew it out of its sheath; with a ‘clang’, a three chi long sword came out. 

Hu-hu!

An icy qi spread out, sending shivers down his spine. 

The sword was designed just like an ordinary sword, but a light cold qi lingered upon the blade — it was definitely not ordinary-grade!

Although Jun Changxiao’s understanding of swords was not high, he was still able to conclude, “Good sword!”

“Sect Head.”

Lu Qianqian frowned, “Who did you say is cheap?” [1]

“Eh…” Jun Changxiao exited from the storage ring and smiled. “I was talking about myself.”

“…”

Li Qingyang and the others sweatdropped. 

He called himself cheap… Our sect head is a little bit unusual.

Lu Qianqian glanced at him and said, “There are many people waiting, quickly stamp the sect head’s seal.”

“No need.” Jun Changxiao said, “The disciples just accepted enough. With too many disciples, this lord cannot raise.”

The system had reminded him that after reaching the limit, accepting more disciples would mean punishment; he did not dare act unreasonably. 

Moreover, the remaining children were all of low-grade spirit roots and only Meridian Opening Stage One — no training value. 

“Qingyang.”

Jun Changxiao snapped his fingers and said, “Close up, we’re leaving!”

“Ah? No more recruiting?”

“Sect Head Jun, please reconsider! It will be alright even if you make me a disciple in-name only!”

“Even if it’s only doing odd jobs, I, Tie Aniu, am still willing!”

Many children pleaded. 

Helpless, Jun Changxiao said, “My Ironbone Unyielding Sect is small and cannot accommodate too many disciples. If you want to join, cultivate to Martial Apprentice and come to Qingyang Village.”

“Ah.”

The children were disappointed. 

They knew that without outstanding teachers or resources, they would never be able to reach Martial Apprentice by themselves. 

“Sect Head.”

Li Qingyang reported, “I have taken down the stand, we can leave now.”

“Let’s go.”

Jun Changxiao flicked his sleeves and naturally departed. 

When he arrived at Qingyang City, he only had one disciple and his pockets jangled with loose change. Now, he departed with pockets full of money and many disciples — it was absolutely a wonderful harvest. 

“Halt!”

However, he had not even walked off the field when someone’s cold voice transmitted over. 

“Huh?”

Jun Changxiao stopped and looked over. 

There was a blue-robed middle-aged person walking over, surrounded by a dozen or so disciples. 

“It’s the Spirit Spring Sect’s elder, Wei Yinu!”

“His expression is a little ugly. Is it possible that he’s come looking for trouble?”

“Elder Wei has a violent temper. Whoever offends him or his disciples will definitely not be let off easily!”

The various others discussed in low voices, their eyes filled with dread. 

As they watched Wei Yinu bring his disciples over, they subconsciously retreated several steps to allow the group through.

Jun Changxiao saw this and thought, This guy is a person of the ninth-grade Spirit Spring Sect. Why do so many eighth-grade sects fear him?

The reason was very simple. 

Wei Yinu and his three brothers respectively had the names of joy (Xi), anger (Nu), sorrow (Ai), and happiness (Le). 

They were once disciples of the fifth-grade Holy Spring Sect. But they later descended the mountain to found the Spirit Spring Sect. The eldest became the sect leader, the other three the elders. 

The various martial artists did not fear the Spirit Spring Sect, but the Holy Spring Sect!

[1] both sword 剑 and cheap/inexpensive 贱 are pronounced ‘jian’

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