The Strongest Sect of All Times

The roof of the Main Hall was blasted open, roof tiles and dust falling through a half meter wide hole. 

The two black-clothed people waiting for an opportunity on the roof were gobsmacked, their eyes shining with amazement. 

Their other companion had just been killed. He had been just about to attack, but hadn’t expected the target to suddenly raise his head and point a silvery object up at the roof. A loud bang and a flash of light were the last things he would experience. 

The flash of light had been too quick and bright, the two people unable to see through it. 

Then… their companion had been pierced in the chest, the light blasting through the roof. 

Putong!

The black-clothed man who had been shot fell through the hole, blood splattering the floor as his body cooled. 

[Ding! Resolve the assassination attempt 1/3 {Elite Mission}]

Jun Changxiao swung his arm to the side and aimed at another black-clothed man. 

“Daring to assassinate this Lord, you’ve sure got guts!”

With a gun in hand, he really wasn’t worried about his safety!

Shua!

The black-clothed person flashed to the side, eyes exuding a murderous intent. With one movement, several hidden weapons appeared from thin air. 

Jun Changxiao directly aimed the gun and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

Another bullet was shot, penetrating the assassin’s forehead at extreme speed. Another hole was made in the roof and the dead assassin, again, dropped through the hole and into the Main Hall. 

[Ding! Resolve the assassination attempt 2/3 {Elite Mission}]

Shua!

Jun Changxiao spun around, muzzle pointing at the third and final assassin. 

“If you would like to test the speed of this Lord’s hidden weapon, you can make a move.”

The assassin, who had been planning to run, stiffened as his eyes glazed over with astonishment. 

His first companion had been about to attack and was killed by the hidden weapon, which could be ascertained to carelessness. But the second companion was then directly shot in the head, making his scalp tingle with fear!

Shua! Shua!

Lu Qianqian and Li Qingyang rushed over from the spiritual array. The first thing they saw was the two black-clothed corpses in a pile of blood. Following the sect head’s aim, they saw another black-clothed man crouching on the ceiling beams. 

An assassin!

…

Assassins were like venomous snakes, always hiding somewhere. They focused on a specific goal and would seize any opportunity to strike, fleeing immediately after their unexpected attacks. 

They mysteriously appeared then disappeared, just like ghosts. 

That was the average person’s understanding of an assassin. 

However, the black-clothed person on the ceiling beam was, without a doubt, a disgrace to the mysterious assassin occupation. 

That was because below the Main Hall’s roof, the disciples gathered in a group to discuss his existence. 

“Is that an assassin?”

“Wearing all black in broad daylight, doesn’t he fear standing out?”

“He should be a Martial Apprentice.”

Like looking at a monkey in a zoo, the disciples stared at and discussed the assassin right in front of him. 

The man felt his blood boiling and wanted to vomit blood, but he did not dare move, as that hidden weapon was still locked on him.

Ironbone Sect disciples were also there, blocking the entrance. Even if there was no gun aimed at his forehead, he would still have nowhere to run. 

Even if he somehow succeeded at this point, he would still be disgracing his peers. 

Jun Changxiao sat down on his throne and crossed his legs. “Is it cool up there? Why don’t you jump down?”

The man could only jump down from the ceiling. 

Jun Changxiao instructed, “Throw away the hidden weapons in your sleeve and squat with both hands holding your head.”

Ding-ling, dang-lang.

Several hidden throwing stars landed on the ground and the assassin obediently squatted down. 

Shua!

Li Qingyang walked over, pressing the Cold Edge Sword to the man’s neck.

Even though the assassin had been subdued, Sect Head Jun continued to hold the gun up. It wasn’t too obvious, but after firing two shots one after another, his muscles had gone stiff!

After the first time, he had flown more than 35 meters. Now he fired twice in a row and was mostly fine, so his progress was great. 

What a joke. 

He had tempered his body in the Muscle Molding Room, the beatings couldn’t be useless.

[Ding! Resolve the assassination attempt 3/3 {Elite Mission}]

[Ding! Congratulations, the host has completed the side mission and obtained 30 contribution points.]

[Ding! Sect Contribution: 92/500.]

Li Qingyang and Su Xiaomo tied the assassin up like a steamed rice dumpling, helping him complete the side mission. 

This mission had not specified the conditions — he could kill, he could injure, he could seize their weapons.

Jun Changxiao pursed his lips. 30 points, pretty good. 

“Sect Head, what do we do with this assassin?” Li Qingyang asked. 

Jun Changxiao walked in front of the assassin and took the mask off, revealing a very average-looking middle-aged man. 

“Tell me, who is the one that sent you to kill this Lord?”

“The first rule of being an assassin is to not disclose the employer’s information!” the assassin grit out. 

Jun Changxiao squatted down, staring at him. “Actually, even if you don’t say it, this Lord knows that it was definitely someone from the Spirit Spring Sect.”

Something flashed through the assassin's eyes, but he quickly concealed it. 

However, Jun Changxiao caught the look and received the answer he wanted. 

“Seal his cultivation and lock him up.”

“Yes!”

Tian Qi and Su Xiaomo dragged the assassin away. 

The disciples dispersed, but as they left, they discussed the loud explosion and how they regretted missing out on most of the action. 

…

Jun Changxiao sat on the 1000-year-old cedar chair and thought, No wonder there didn’t seem to be any movement from them, they were actually hiring assassins to do the job.

He had killed the two Wei brothers at the city lord’s mansion, causing the enmity between the Spirit Spring Sect and himself like fire and water. However, he didn’t expect the opposite party to play such a hand. 

“First, they bribe the bandits to capture my disciples. Now, they hire assassins to come after me. They really have a lot of insidious tricks.”

Jun Changxiao’s eyes gradually filled with killing intent. 

If it was just ridicule or humiliation, he could turn a blind eye. 

But now that they had tried to kill him time and time again, they had crossed a line — an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth. 

“Once the martial arts competition has ended, I must return the favor and let them know, this Lord is not someone to mess with.”

Within his heart, Jun Changxiao had such a resolution. 

He opened the system store and clicked on the Exquisite Flame. 

[Ding! The host has spent 50 contribution points, obtaining a supreme-grade fire seed, Exquisite Flame x1. The item has been transported to the storage ring.]

[Ding! Sect Contribution: 42/500.]

…

Shua!

In the storage ring’s mental space, Jun Changxiao pointed at the air and a small flame appeared. This was the Exquisite Flame. Since it was purchased through the system, he has easily fused with the fire seed. 

Now that he had a fire seed, he could be considered a fire-type martial artist and could imbue spiritual fire. 

Now that he had a flame, it was time for alchemy!

Jun Changxiao gave two disciples a 1000 tael bank note and a shopping list, tasking them with buying the ingredients necessary for the four pills in Qingyang Village. He, himself, continued to cultivate. 

At dusk, the disciples returned. 

Although they brought back a lot of herbs, it was only enough for five batches of the Basic Healing Pill and two batches of the basic Body Reconstructing Pill. As for the Qi Gathering Pill and the Qi Revolving Pill, there were still ingredients missing. 

Jun Changxiao did not think too much about this and pulled out the Medicine Refining Pavillion to start pill-making. 

On the recipe panel, it indicated that the ingredients and Exquisite Flame matched the requirements, so the {Refine} button had lit up. 

He clicked on it. 

The refining began. 

Ding! Ding! Ding!

After 30 minutes, five Basic Healing Pills and two Body Reconstructing Pills appeared in his storage ring. 

Jun Changxiao commented, “When reading about alchemy in novels, the MC usually needs one or two pages before he succeeds due to the difficulty. I didn’t expect to succeed so easily with the system’s Medicine Refining Pavilion.”

The Basic Healing Pills were temporarily useless, so he placed them into a bottle. 

He then swallowed one of the Body Reconstrcting Pills. 

This pill was immediately effective, improving his meridians, veins, and muscles!

Bang!

Jun Changxiao punched the strength tester, which displayed a value of 2200 jin. 

After he had opened all twelve meridians, his strength had been 2000 jin. The pill had directly increased his strength by 200 jin!

Gazhi—

At this time, Xiao Zuiji the Blob of Mud slid out from the Muscle Molding room. 

Jun Changxiao walked over, opened his mouth, and shoved the remaining Body Reconstructingn Pill down his throat. 

“This disciple, you really make this Lord worry a lot.”

…

Six days later.

Li Qingyang and the other four disciples finished their hell-like training and stood in the arena. 

Dressed in elegant white robes, Jun Changxiao walked out of the Main Hall. In a bright and sonorous voice, he announced, “It is time for us to head to Liyang City and attend the Sect Martial Arts Competition. This Lord only has one request, take over the top five!”

“Yes!” Li Qingyang, Su Xiaomo, and the others shouted. 

Under the fervent gazes of the other disciples, Jun Changxiao then pointed and led the five out through the sect gates.

The first step on the Ironbone Unyielding Sect’s path to conquering the Falling Star Continent!