Exchange, Low-grade Ice Edge Sword

Ding!

"Sect Members: 53/100!"

Ding!

"Sect Contribution Points: 60/100."

Jun Changxiao kept on stamping and soon recruited fifty disciples. The system notification bell kept ringing by his ear. It sounded very beautiful and comfortable!

Out of these new members, there were ten with mid-grade spirit roots while the remaining forty members had mortal-grade spirit roots.

The various sects' cultivators could only watch from afar with envious gazes.

Based on what they knew, this round of Hundred Sects Recruitment only had ten or more people with mid-grade spirit roots and fifty to sixty people with mortal-grade spirit roots. They were almost all recruited by the Iron Bones Sect!

Alas, their effort was all for naught. They could only wait for the next one.

The various sects' cultivators were very upset. Sect Leader Jun continued to stamp with his sect leader seal, recruiting disciples with low-grade spirit roots.

He had no other choice.

In order to reach one hundred people, he could only choose from the weaker ones.

Moreover, even if their spirit root quality was a little weaker, they could still be nurtured.

Ding!

Ding!

…

"Sect Members: 100/100!"

Ding!

"Sect Contribution Points: 107/100."

Ding!

"Sect members capacity is full. Host needs to raise the sect construction level to increase the recruitment capacity limit before continuing with recruitment."

"Reminder! If host forcibly recruits disciples after reaching the limit, there'll be serious punishment!

"Sect contribution points have exceeded the limit. Host must use up the surplus within twenty-four hours, or it will be deducted automatically."

"Number of sect members full, condition fulfilled!"

Ding!

"System automatically activates sect achievement points and sect missions for the host!"

Jun Changxiao was stunned, and he quickly opened up the data panel.

"Sect Name: Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect.

"Sect Leader: Jun Changxiao.

"Sect Grade: Ninth-grade.

"Sect Construction Level: 1

"Sect Members: 100/100.

"Sect Contribution Points: 107/100.

"Sect Achievement Points: 0/100.

"Sect Missions: Temporarily none.

"Sect Main Mission: Make Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect become the strongest sect in the Fallen Star Continent within one hundred years, having 100,000 disciples. If unable to complete the mission, the host's soul will immediately disintegrate and vanish when the time is up!"

Jun Changxiao was baffled and asked, "System, what the hell are the sect achievement points and sect missions?"

The system replied, "When the disciples accept a sect mission and complete it, a relative amount of sect achievement points will be obtained."

Jun Changxiao understood it. He asked, "What are the use of achievement points?"

"When the achievement points are maxed out, the sect construction level will increase."

Jun Changxiao was stunned. "Didn't you say that the sect construction level can be raised through recruiting disciples? Why is there another heading named sect contribution points now?"

The system continued its explanation. "Recruiting disciples can activate sect missions. The sect construction level can be increased through completing the sect missions. There are no contradictions between the two."

"…" Jun Changxiao was rendered speechless.

He decided to ignore the sect contribution points and mission for now, focusing on the contribution points. The surplus contribution points would be deducted after twenty-four hours, so he needed to use them up quickly!

He tapped open the merchant store and carefully read through the description for each item. Jun Changxiao eventually decided on the item called 'Low-grade Ice Edge Sword'.

Ding!

"Host has used up ten contribution points, obtaining 1x low-grade Ice Edge Sword. It has been sent to the interspatial ring."

Ding!

"Sect Contribution Points: 97/100."

When Jun Changxiao closed the panel, he took a glance at the low-grade Ice Edge Sword, noticing that the description was: Purchased 4/5 times in this month.

The heaven-defying alchemy pills and charms were limited to one purchase a month, but weapons could be purchased five times.

This was really a trap!

The reason Jun Changxiao had chosen a sword was because he had cultivated the Nine Stances Wavestack Sword. Although this was a low-grade sword art, the ninth stance was quick and strong. Also, with a sword, he would at least be able to defend himself.

Swoosh!

His thought was sent into the interspatial ring.

Jun Changxiao saw that next to the timed bomb, there was a floating sword that had two pearls embedded in its sheath. It was flickering in a light blue glow.

Pa.

Walking over and grabbing onto the low-grade Ice Edge Sword, he instantly felt an icy-cold aura seeping into his palm.

"It's quite cooling. I wonder how good the quality is."

Jun Changxiao held onto the handle and gently drew the sword. A 'clank' sound rang out, and the three-foot-long sword was drawn from its sheath.

Hu hu!

Icy cold aura surged out, giving him the chills.

The low-grade Ice Edge Sword had the same width and length as an ordinary sword, but a faint cold aura encircled it, giving it an extraordinary feeling!

Although Jun Changxiao did not have a good understanding of swords, he had heartfelt praise for it. "Good sword!"

"Sect leader, who are you calling despicable1?" Lu Qianqian asked with a solemn expression.

"Urgh…" Jun Changxiao quickly drew back his thought and said, smiling, "I'm referring to myself."

"…" Li Qingyang and the others were speechless.

Our sect leader is a little strange to be calling himself despicable.

Lu Qianqian rolled her eyes and calmly said, "Many people are waiting. Quickly stamp the sect leader seal."

"There's no need," Jun Changxiao said. "These members are just right. I won't be able to support everyone if I take in too many of them."

The system had already warned him that if he forcibly recruited more disciples after hitting the limit, there would be a punishment. He did not dare act recklessly.

Moreover, the remaining young men and ladies all had low-grade spirit roots and were only at the first stage of the Meridian Opening Realm. There would be no point nurturing them even if he did recruit them.

"Qingyang." Jun Changxiao snapped his finger. "Pack up and leave!"

"Huh? Not recruiting anymore?"

"Sect Leader Jun, please reconsider. It'd be fine even if you were to just take me in as an unofficial disciple!"

"I, Tie A'Niu, am willing even if I'm made to do miscellaneous chores!"

Many youngsters pleaded.

"Our Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect is small and can't take in too many disciples," Jun Changxiao said helplessly. "If you guys wish to join, you can come to Qingyang Village after cultivating to the Martial Apprentice Realm."

"Sigh."

The young men and ladies left, feeling disappointed.

They knew that without an outstanding teacher, resources, and opportunities, it would be impossible for them to rely on themselves to attain a breakthrough to the Martial Apprentice Realm.

"Sect leader," Li Qingyang said, "we've already packed up and are ready to leave."

"Let's go." Jun Changxiao waved his sleeve and left coolly.

When he first came to Qingyang City, he only had one disciple and was very poor. Now that he was leaving, he had money, martial techniques, and disciples. He had reaped a lot from this trip.

"Stop right there!"

However, before he had left the drill ground, a cold bellow rang out from behind him.

"Hmm?"

Jun Changxiao stopped in his tracks and turned to take a look.

A middle-aged man in blue robes came over, surrounded by several dozen young disciples.

"It's the Spirit Spring Sect's Elder, Wei Yinu!"

"His countenance looks a little pale. Is he going to cause trouble for the Iron Bones Sect?"

"Elder Wei has a bad temperament. He definitely won't let things go if someone offends him and his sect's disciples!"

The various sects' cultivators discussed the matter softly among themselves, their gazes filled with wariness.

Those who were closer subconsciously backed off to make way for Wei Yinu and the other disciples when they saw them approaching.

Seeing this, Jun Changxiao thought, This guy is just someone from the ninth-grade Spirit Spring Sect. Why are so many eighth-grade sects' cultivators scared of him?

The reason was very simple.

Wei Yinu and his three brothers had the characters Xi, Nu, Ai, and Le2 in their names.

They had been disciples of a fifth-grade sect—the Sacred Spring Sect. After making accomplishments in their learning, they left to found the Spirit Spring Sect. The eldest brother became the sect leader while the other three brothers became Elders.

The various sects' cultivators were not wary of the Spirit Spring Sect, but they were wary of the Sacred Spring Sect!