The Strongest Sect of All Times - Chapter 141

With the hall established and information coming from Qingyang Commandery’s eight cities, Jun Changxiao turned his focus back onto cultivation. 

Although he had been busing accepting disciples and destroying Drizzle Pavilion the past few days, he had not fallen behind on the martial path; as long as he had some free time, he would eat a Qi Gathering Pill and revolve the Tendon Altering Sutra, expanding on the cyclone in his dantian. 

The Qi Gathering Array could only be used by disciples, but with a high-grade spirit root and pills as auxiliaries, his cultivation speed was fast. 

With sect business mostly settled, he calmly and steadily cultivated for two days, smoothly rising from Eighth to Ninth Stage Martial Apprentice. 

Bang!

Arriving at the training room, he punched the strength tester, which showed that his strength was at 25,000 jin. 

Bang!

Jun Changxiao then used the Rupturing Fist, which presented a value of 30,000 jin. 

“Passable,” Jun Changxiao declared. 

This was passable?

If the similarly Ninth Stage Martial Disciple Long Sabre Gate Master, whose strength was only 14,000 jin, heard this, he’d probably kill himself out of shame. 

Jun Changxiao’s strength was so great because of his spirit root, the Body Reconstructing Pill, the Muscle Molding Room, and other things — naturally, he was an extraordinary Martial Apprentice. 

After breaking through to Ninth Stage Martial Apprentice, the next goal was Peak Martial Apprentice, as well as Martial Master!

Jun Changxiao was not satisfied with the present situation as, within one year, both he and his disciples had to become stronger so that they could go and compare notes with the Holy Spring Sect. 

“Oh, right. There’s still the Vast Spirit Gate. First, I’ll have Qingyang and the others cultivate for a month. Then, we’ll go to that sect and wreck their stage.” [1]

In Jun Changxiao’s eyes, challenging a fifth-grade sect, although it had some difficulty, was a good turning point to raise the Ironbone Sect’s fame. 

As for the Vast Spirit Gate, it was but a common mob monster on the road to challenging the boss. 

Hmn…

Opponents should not be underestimated. 

More respectfully, they should be considered the elites of the mob. 

Gazhi—

The Muscle Molding Room opened and Ye Xingchen fell out. 

Jun Changxiao said, “This lord heard from Qingyang that you have broken through to Martial Apprentice?”

“Un,” Ye Xingchen confirmed. 

“Did you learn ‘I Cut’?”

“I did.”

“How do you feel?”

Ye Xingchen was silent for a moment, then said, “Very strong.”

A Martial Emperor gave an appraisal of ‘very strong’, meaning that it wasn’t just ‘strong’. 

Jun Changxiao patted him on the shoulder, then said, “As long as you cultivate well and treat the Ironbone Sect like family, there will be many more strong martial skills.”

Whether or not he could find more martial skills, he was temporarily unable to determine, but he had to boast a bit. 

Ye Xingchen’s eyes brightened. 

‘I Cut’ was one of the most special energy-type martial skills he had seen since beginning his martial path. That there were many and stronger skills to come, he anticipated it very much!

“Sect Head.”

Ye Xingchen suddenly said, “Zhou Hong is a genius of the Sword Way. If you do not want to waste his talent, it would be better for him to cultivate in a sect that concentrates on the sword.”

Jun Changxiao tapped his chin, smiling, “You mean to say, my Ironbone Sect can’t accommodate such a Sword Way talent?”

Ye Xingchen said, “A sword cultivator is a 1 in 10,000. Although our Ironbone Sect has the ‘Rupturing Fist’ and ‘I Cut’, there is no sword technique; here will only slow him down.”

Jun Changxiao crossed his arms and said with a smile, “You seem to know a lot.”

“……”

Ye Xingchen was silent. 

He suddenly realized that he just needed to cultivate himself, there was no need to worry blindly about Zhou Hong — what if he accidentally exposed his rebirth?

Shua!

As he was silent, there was a manual tossed at him. 

“Take this sword technique away first. If you can comprehend it, it is your good fortune,” Jun Changxiao said. 

Sword technique?

Ye Xingchen read that manual said ‘Ice Sword Divine Art’ and disdain appeared on his face. Using ‘divine’ in the name, pretty arrogant.

He then opened to the first page and read the paragraph, sneering, How could my Falling Star Continent have someone like the Lonely Sword Emperor? I can just tell this is all baseless rubbish.

It was very normal for him to not have heard of the creator, since the item had been introduced as from ‘some place’; the ‘some’ indicated that it wasn’t Falling Star Continent. 

Ye Xingchen then flipped to page two. When he saw the contents, saw the sword move, the disdain on his face gradually dissipated, replaced with shock. 

“This is…”

He found it hard to control his emotions and exclaimed, “Divine-grade sword technique!”

Although Sir Night Emperor’s cultivation was no longer here, he could still roughly judge a martial skills quality. After all, he had still been an expert in his past life. 

He continued to study and the expression on his face changed again and again. 

“This sword technique might not be any weaker than the ‘Nine Heavens Broken Cloud Sword Art’ I comprehended back then!”

He returned to his room. 

Ye Xingchen did not go to comprehend the Grand Mysterious True Sutra or the Tendon Altering Sutra, placing all his concentration on the Ice Sword Divine Art. 

He studied it for a night. Although he memorized the One-Character Quick Move, he realized that unless he had extremely high attainments in the sword, it would be hard to display the true might of this technique. 

Jun Changxiao agreed with this. Although he learned the One-Character Quick Move in the cave, because his aptitude was restricted, the might of the move was actually inferior to his use of the Nine Moves Layered Waves Sword. 

A divine-grade martial skill was no doubt very strong, but it required time and dedication to display its true strength. 

Looking outside his window at Zhou Hong, who was still holding his sword on the field, he muttered, “This child has reached the quick boundary. If he learns the One-Character Quick Move, not only would he be able to display its true strength, his sword cultivation will also profit.”

Night Emperor thought that a Sword Way seedling practicing in the Ironbone Sect was a waste, but Sect Head Jun pulled out a divine-grade sword technique — pah-pah-pah, his small face was slapped. 

…

The next day, 

After the Ai Family’s auctions finished, the Drizzle Hall members placed within the city were the first to report. 

“What?”

Jun Changxiao leapt to his feet with a ‘whiz’. He stared. 

“Auctioned for how much?!”

Li Luoqiu repeated, “Ten pills for a total of 6 million taels, averaging 600,000 taels each.”

Jun Changxiao double-checked that he had not misheard and the corners of his mouth were fiercely twitching. “Pills can unexpectedly sell for such a high price, it seems my imagination was poorly limited.”

Li Luoqiu said, “Major sects are not fools. They are willing to spend so much to buy a healing pill, meaning it certainly has mysterious effects.”

“Oh, right.” She added, “The report added that after the auction ended, Patriarch Ai left the Ai Family and is headed in our Ironbone Sect’s direction.”

“Sect Head.”

Just at this moment, Li Qingyang came to report. 

“The Ai Family Patriarch is here to visit.”

Li Luoqiu looked startled. “Eh?”

“Invite him inside.”

“Yes.”

Li Luoqiu asked, “Patriarch Ai is in the business of alchemy, has broad connections, and is well known in Qingyang Commandery. Does Sect Head not go out to personally greet him?”

“No need,” Jun Changxiao responded. 

Li Luoqiu whispered, “This sect head of mine has quite a big ego.”

Shortly, Patriarch Ai took a step inside of the main hall. He humbly said some pleasantries, “Sect Head Jun, we have not met for some time, but your cultivation seems to have improved.”

“Oh?” He looked over at Li Luoqiu. “This is?”

“Li Luoqiu, my Ironbone Sect’s hall master,” Jun Changxiao introduced. 

There’s even a hall master now? Such fast development! Ai Shangni humbly said, “So it is Hall Master Li, I was disrespectful, pardon me.”

Li Luoqiu was stunned. 

Even if he went to a sixth or seventh-grade sect, the big shots of the sect would have to entertain Patriarch Ai. How come he was so humble in the Ironbone Sect?

Suddenly, she thought of how the sect head previously said that the relationship with Ai Family and Patriarch Ai was not bad. It seemed that was the truth. As for the bottle of healing pills, was it possible that…

Li Luoqiu’s expression solidified. She secretly exclaimed, Is it possible that the healing pill is also real?

[1] the phrase used is 砸场子 which can be translated a variety of ways, depending on the sentence it’s attached to; basically a ‘trash the place’, ‘ruin you/beat you up’, ‘destroy your business’ type of phrase