Beginner Grade Cold Edge Sword'.

Ding!"

"Sect Member: 53/100!"

"Ding!"

"Sect Contribution Points: 60/100!"

Jun Changxiao continued to stamp and soon recruited fifty disciples. The system prompt sounded frequently in his ears. It was wonderful and comfortable!

Among the newly recruited members, ten were middle-grade spirit roots, and the remaining forty were all mortal grade spirit roots.

The martial artists who were watching from afar were full of envy.

As far as they knew, this year's recruitment of more than ten middle-grade spirit roots and fifty to sixty mortal grade spirit roots were almost all recruited by Iron Bone!

Sigh.

Today's work was in vain. They could only wait for the next session.

The martial artists were very depressed. Jun Changxiao continued to stamp and recruit disciples with low-grade spirit roots.

There was no other way.

In order to gather 100 people, they could only choose from the short ones.

Moreover, even if the spirit root talent was poor, it could be cultivated.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

… …

… …

"Sect Member: 100/100!"

"Ding!"

"Sect Contribution Points: 107/100!"

"Ding!"

"Sect Member is full. The host needs to increase the sect's construction and expand the upper limit before continuing to recruit disciples."

"Reminder! If you forcibly recruit disciples after the sect is full, you will be severely punished! "

"Sect Contribution Points overflow. The host must spend them within 24 hours. Otherwise, the overflow will be automatically deducted."

"Sect Member is full, conditions met!

"Ding!"

"The system automatically opened the sect's Achievement Points and Sect Missions for the host!"

Jun Changxiao was startled and hurriedly opened the data panel.

Sect Name: Iron Bone Clan.

Sect Leader: Jun Changxiao.

Sect Level: Ninth Rate.

Sect Construction: Level 1.

Sect Member: 100/100.

Sect Contribution Points: 97/100.

Sect Achievement Points: 0/100.

Sect Mission: None.

Sect Main Mission: Within 100 years, make Iron Bone Clan the strongest sect in the Falling Star Continent with 100,000 disciples. If it is not completed, when the time is up, the host's soul will be destroyed!

"System!"

Jun Changxiao was puzzled. "What the hell are Sect Achievement Points and Sect Missions?"

The System replied: [Disciple have to accept a Sect Mission and completed it. Disciple will receive the corresponding Sect Achievement Value]

Jun Changxiao understood and asked, "What's the use of achievement value?"

The System explained: [Once the Achievement Value reaches the maximum, the Sect can be upgraded.]

Jun Changxiao was startled and said, "Didn't you say that recruiting disciples can upgrade the sect's construction? Why is there another sect contribution point?! "

The System calmly explained, "Recruiting disciples can activate the Sect's Mission. Completing the Sect's Mission can improve the Sect's construction. There is no contradiction between the two."

"…"

Jun Changxiao was speechless.

He temporarily ignored the sect's contribution points and missions and placed his focus on the contribution points. The extra contribution points would be deducted in 24 hours, so he had to spend them quickly!

Jun Changxiao skillfully opened the beginner's shop and carefully browsed through the items one by one. In the end, he chose the 'Beginner Grade Cold Edge Sword'.

"Ding!"

"The host has spent 10 contribution points and received the Primary Grade Cold Edge Sword x1. It has been transferred into the Space Ring."

"Ding!"

"Sect Contribution Points: 97/100."

When Jun Changxiao retracted the panel, he took a look at the Beginner Grade Cold Edge Sword that he bought and found the note on it: Limited to 45 purchases this month.

Heaven-defying pills and talismans are limited to 1 purchase per month, while weapons can be purchased 5 times.

What a scam!

The reason why Jun Changxiao chose the sword was because he had cultivated the Nine Style Stacking Wave Sword Technique. Although the level of this sword technique was low, the ninth style was quite strong.

"Xiu!"

His mind entered the Space Ring.

Jun Changxiao saw a sword floating next to the time bomb. There were two beads embedded in the scabbard, flickering with a weak blue light.

"Pah."

Walking up, holding the Beginner Grade Cold Edge Sword, he immediately felt a cold aura seeping into his palm.

"It's quite cold."

"I wonder what the quality is."

Jun Changxiao held the sword hilt and gently pulled it out. With a 'qiang' sound, the three feet long sword was unsheathed.

"Hu hu!"

A cold aura hit him in the face, making him shudder.

The Beginner Grade Cold Edge Sword's width and length were no different from ordinary swords, but there was a faint cold aura lingering around the sword, giving off an extraordinary feeling!

Although Jun Changxiao's understanding of swords was not high, he still praised from the bottom of his heart: "Good sword!"

"Sect Leader."

Lu Qianqian said with a sullen face: "Who are you calling cheap?"

"Uh …"

Jun Changxiao hurriedly withdrew his thoughts and laughed: "I'm talking about myself."

"…"

Li Qingyang and the others were speechless.

Calling himself cheap, our Sect Leader is a bit strange.

Lu Qianqian rolled her eyes at him and said lightly: "Many people are waiting, hurry up and stamp the Sect Leader's seal."

"No need."

Jun Changxiao said: "These members are just right, if I take in too many disciples, I won't be able to raise them."

The system had already reminded him that if he forcefully took in disciples after the quota was full, he would be punished, so he did not dare to act rashly.

Moreover, the remaining boys and girls all had low-grade spirit roots and were only at the first level of the Channel Opening Stage, so there was no value in taking them in.

"Qingyang."

Jun Changxiao snapped his fingers and said: "Pack up, let's go!"

"Ah? Not recruiting anymore? "

"Sect Leader Jun, please consider, even if you want me to be a disciple in name!"

"Even if I have to do odd jobs, I, Iron Ah Niu, am willing!"

Many boys and girls begged.

Jun Changxiao said helplessly: "My Iron Bone Clan is small, we can't accommodate too many disciples, if you want to join, you can come to Qingyang Village when you become a Martial Disciple."

"Sigh."

The boys and girls left in disappointment.

They knew that without an outstanding teacher, resources, and opportunities, breaking through to Martial Disciple on their own would be impossible.

"Sect Leader."

Li Qingyang said, "Put away the door. We can set off now."

"Let's go."

Jun Changxiao waved his sleeves and left.

When he first came to Qingyang City, he only had one disciple, and he was very poor. Now that he was leaving, he had money, martial skills, and disciples, it was definitely a great harvest.

"Stop!"

However, before he left the martial arts field, a cold shout came from behind.

"Hmm?"

Jun Changxiao stopped and looked back.

He saw a middle-aged man in a blue robe, surrounded by dozens of young disciples, walking over.

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

"His face is a bit ugly, is he looking for trouble with the Iron Bone Clan?"

"Elder Wei has a bad temper, if anyone offends him and the disciples of the sect, he will definitely not let it go!"

The martial artists of the various sects discussed in low voices, fear in their eyes.

Those who were closer, seeing Wei Yinu walking over with his disciples, subconsciously took a few steps back to make way.

Seeing this, Jun Changxiao thought: "This guy is only from the Ninth Stream Spirit Spring Sect, why are so many martial artists of the Eighth Stream Sect afraid of him?"

The reason was simple.

Wei Yinu had a total of four brothers, named after happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy.

They were once disciples of the Fifth Stream Sect, the Holy Spring Sect. After they succeeded in their cultivation, they went down the mountain and established the Spirit Spring Sect. The eldest brother became the Patriarch, and the other three brothers became Elders.

The martial artists of the various sects were not afraid of the Spirit Spring Sect, but of the Holy Spring Sect!