The Strongest Sect of All Times

Chapter 100: whered he go?

Li Qingyang, who had 100,000 taels in his hands, was dumbfounded. 

As someone from an aristocratic family, he had no concept of money, but even he knew that this was a large number. Using this much to reconstruct the Ironbone Sect could only be called luxurious!

Li Qingyang quickly returned to his room, picking up his brush and ink to create a schematic diagram on fine paper. 

The inner courtyard had to be rebuilt, the outer courtyard had to be expanded. 

This was a big project, so he had to earnestly design and prepare!

After designing for an entire evening, he had created a blueprint. 

The important parts of the outer court had not moved, still situated in the north. The training field was increased and there were also more complexes. 

The inner courts modifications were also great. Not only did he add more flowers and ponds, but the dormitories had also been expanded, now easily holding 1000 disciples. 

Naturally, Li Qingyang also considered Liu Wanshi, specifically setting aside space for a vegetable garden and animal pen. 

With adequate financial support, this was an absolute transformation. Once it was completed, the Ironbone Unyielding Sect would be brand-new!

Not bad.

After looking over the design, Jun Changxiao was very satisfied. 

Li Qingyang pointed to several blank areas. Disciple decided to first build the new housing here. After theyre finished, everyone can move there first and we can rebuild the other regions without having to live in the outer court.

Jun Changxiao nodded, Youve considered everything.

The reason he handed sect matters like reconstruction to Li Qingyang was because he regarded this disciples steady and discreet personality as important. 

Put simply, he suited a steward-type position. 

If the sect currently had elders, Li Qingyang would be placed as an elder of internal affairs. 

Sect Head, when should reconstruction begin?

In three days.

Yes!

Li Qingyang stepped out. 

Jun Changxiao tapped his chin. Once the sects reconstruction is finished, I should open the doors for disciple recruitment, filling up the 500 limit to trigger the sect missions as soon as possible.

The construction was currency Level 2, but he didnt hurry to recruit more disciples, as he hoped to strengthen the first batch. 

Ai Shangni carried the ten healing pills back to the Ai Family. 

However, he did not rush to auction, but spread the news, letting more people know about the pills. 

Previously, the nine pills had sold for a total of 850,000 taels. Now that he had bought ten more for 1 million, it seemed like he had lost some money. 

No, no.

Ai Shangni had absolute confidence that in the second auction, these ten healing pills could sell for prices far beyond 1 million taels. 

If a businessman could not force the price of heaven-defying pills higher, then he could not call himself a businessman at all. 

Of course. 

Ai Shangni was also thinking, what if the news of the healing pills moved a major sect, how was he supposed to come up with an excuse?

Three days later.

A large number of workers entered the Ironbone Sect, starting with expanding the inner courtyard.

Because construction was in another region, the disciples were not affected, continuing to cultivate as normal. 

Sect Head.

Some day, Li Qingyang came over to report, Last night, nine disciples made a connection with their tenth meridian. Besides Junior Brother Xiao, Junior Brother Ye, and Junior Sister Liu, all other disciples have reached Meridian Opening Stage Ten.

Not bad, not bad.

Jun Changxiao was satisfied. 

Calculating the time, this group of disciples had only been here for a full two months. From stage two or three to stage ten, the cultivation speed was great. 

Have them continue to work hard. Once they reach Martial Apprentice, give them the I Cut Manual, Jun Changxiao said. 

Yes.

Li Qingyang left. 

Jun Changxiao set out for the training room. 

Xiao Zuiji was in the Muscle Molding Room, two hours still left on the clock. 

Creak!

At this time, another door opened and out slid Ye Xingchen, who was beaten black and blue and gasping for air. 

After his room had collapsed, this guy was always cultivating in the training room, his intensity almost the same as Xiao Zuijis. 

Moreover, his progress had been great, as his previously emaciated figure had filled out. 

As for his cultivation, he had gone from Meridian One to Meridian Three, his strength reaching 800 jin. 

Based on Ye Xingchens aptitude, 400 jin was already not bad. The reason he could have an extra 400 jin was because of the Tendon Altering Sutra, the Grand Mysterious True Sutra, the Muscle Molding Room, as well as the Body Reconstructing Pill. 

Jun Changxiao could also tell that the boys changes had been big. He therefore said with a smile, Do you still feel wronged by joining the Ironbone Sect?

Ye Xingchen was silent. 

The previous him had taken himself as a dignified Martial Emperor, but was forced to join the Ironbone Sect right after rebirth. But now Yeah, it was pretty nice. 

Shua!

Jun Changxiao entered the Muscle Molding Room. After two hours of tempering, Xiao Zuiji was striking the tester, his strength increasing with every fist. 

3000 jin. 

3200 jin. 

Bang!

His last fist rumbled and the tester indicated it was at 5000 jin. 

Without Meridian Opening, just a tempered body, he had achieved strength comparable to a Third Stage Martial Apprentice inconceivable. 

But Xiao Zuiji did not look happy in the least. Instead, his arms dangled by his side, his face one of depression. 

Jun Changxiao walked over. What are you thinking about?

Sect Head, I Xiao Zuiji paused, before bitterly saying, These days of cultivation, my mortal body has reached the limit, making it very difficult to have a large improvement.

Jun Changxiao said, A martial artists true strength does not lie only in the mortal body, but in many aspects, like weapons and equipment.

Come with this Lord.

He brought Xiao Zuiji to the back of the mountain and summoned the QBU-88. 

Try it out.

Can I? Xiao Zuiji asked, startled.

Jun Changxiao nodded. If your body can take it, this rifle is yours.

The system reminded him, [Although disciples can use the rifle, only the host can use the functions of the Modified 8x Telescopic Sight.]

So fucked? Jun Changxiao frowned. 

In his mind, since Xiao Zuiji was unable to condense spirit power and open his meridians, he could be trained as a sniper. After all, his body should have no problem withstanding the recoil. 

But now he was being told that the functions of the 8x Scope like aiming, locking, and magnification would be unusable for disciples. How could he let the disciple achieve 100% one-shot one-kill now?

Hu!

Xiao Zuiji let out a deep breath and arrived by the rifle, willing to try it. 

Jun Changxiao personally instructed him how to set it up and use the 8x Scope, then explained the firing distance, rate of fire, and the influence of wind speed. 

Understood?

Got it.

That small stone several hundred zhang away (>333m), destroy it.

As he spoke, Jun Changxiao had run off to the side, fearing that the recoil could involve himself. 

Shua! 

Xiao Zuiji lay down and single-handedly picked up the gun, placing it on his shoulder. He put his eye to the lens and after double-checking everything, he pulled the trigger. 

Bang

The muzzle spat fire as a shell of flowing light exploded outwards, unexpectedly accurately hitting that small stone more than 500 meters away, smashing it into powder. 

So accurate?

Jun Changxiao stared wide-eyed. 

When he turned back to look at Xiao Zuiji, he discovered that the gun was still there but all that was left of the person was a small dispatch. The guy had actually disappeared!

Huh? Whered he go?

Se-Sect Head

From a tree more than ten meters away, Xiao Zuiji was lying paralyzed amongst the branches, foaming at the mouth. He weakly said, Disc-Disciple is here

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