The requirement to become an eighth-rate sect was to have five Martial Disciples and five twelfth-stage Channel Opening cultivators.
The disciples brought by Jun Changxiao, including Xiao Ziji, who had no cultivation, all displayed strength that far exceeded the minimum requirement. Therefore, passing the certification was a smooth affair.
"Sect Master Jun."
On the counter, Attendant Zhao handed over a token with the word 'Eight' engraved on it and said with a smile, "Congratulations to your sect for becoming an eighth-rate sect."
Even if there were no Elders of Cang Mountain Sect present, he would still act respectfully. After all, the strength displayed by the group of disciples was too valiant. Iron Bone's future was limitless.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for upgrading the sect to an eighth-rate sect. The reward is 100 achievement points and 200 contribution points. "
"Ding! Sect Achievement Points: 100500. "
"Ding! Sect Contribution Points: 355500. "
Damn!
When the sect was upgraded, it even gave achievement points and contribution points!
Jun Changxiao was pleasantly surprised.
Actually, when he first heard that a sect needed to be certified, he had rejected it. Now that he received achievement points and contribution points, he felt great and wonderful.
The system said, "The higher the sect's grade, the higher the reward."
Jun Changxiao's eyes burned with passion and said, "Attendant Zhao, what are the requirements for upgrading from an eighth-rate sect to a seventh-rate sect?"
Attendant Zhao hurriedly said, "Sect Master needs to become a Martial Master. The number of disciples must be at least fifty Martial Disciples and five hundred twelfth-stage Channel Opening cultivators."
"That many?" Jun Changxiao frowned.
The upper limit of a sect's disciples was only five hundred. It seemed that in order to upgrade to a seventh-rate sect, not only did he need to raise the cultivation of all the disciples, he also needed to upgrade the sect to a third-rate sect.
… …
The 'ninth-rate sect' on the system panel changed to an eighth-rate sect. Sect Master Jun received 100 achievement points and 200 contribution points. He walked out of the certification hall in a good mood.
"Eighth-rate sect token!"
"Heavens, Iron Bone actually upgraded!"
"Unbelievable, unbelievable!"
When the passersby saw the eighth-rate sect token hanging on Jun Changxiao's waist, their eyes were filled with shock.
More than two months ago, Iron Bone Sect was just an obscure trash sect in the eyes of the world. The first generation Sect Leader was even beheaded because he went to a brothel and became a laughingstock.
In just a few short days, under the leadership of the second generation Sect Master, not only did the sect rapidly expand, it even went from the ninth rate to the eighth rate. Many people felt that this was unreal, as if they were dreaming.
"Sect Master Jun." The Elder of the Cang Mountain Sect cupped his hands and said, "This Ma still has things to deal with. If you have time in the future, please come to my Cang Mountain Sect for a chat."
It sounded like polite words, but many cultivators were envious. After all, not everyone was qualified to hear such polite words from a fifth-rate sect's elder.
Jun Changxiao cupped his hands and said, "When I have time, I will definitely pay a visit to Cang Mountain Sect."
"Goodbye!"
"Goodbye!"
Elder Ma left, but on the way, he thought to himself, "To be able to bring a group of ordinary youths to such a stage, this child is really not simple."
"If we meet again in the future."
"This Iron Bone Clan will probably become even stronger."
For a group of disciples to be able to produce such a terrifying strength value, Elder Ma would definitely not look down on them.
… …
After the sect certification, Jun Changxiao brought his disciples to the market and entered a crystal core shop, starting to choose crystal cores of various grades.
Considering that the higher the grade of the crystal core, the greater the recoil of the bullet, he focused his attention on crystal cores of the fourth or fifth grade.
After a round of selection.
Jun Changxiao chose two crystal cores of the seventh grade and fifty crystal cores of the fifth grade, which were similar to the earth fire wolf king's crystal core.
The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Sect Master Jun, two crystal cores of the seventh grade are twenty thousand taels, fifty crystal cores of the fifth grade are one hundred and fifty thousand taels. The total is one hundred and seventy thousand taels."
"Oh my god, so expensive?"
The disciples who followed him in opened their eyes wide. One hundred and seventy thousand taels, to them, they would never dream of it!
Jun Changxiao took out banknotes and slammed them on the counter, saying, "I'll buy it."
Seeing so much money, the Iron Bone disciple felt dizzy and secretly said, "Our Sect Master is really rich!"
… …
After buying the pills, Jun Changxiao went to the medicine market again. In the end, he only found a few healing pills and brought his disciples back to the sect.
On the way, he unloaded the bullets of the type 88 sniper rifle and reloaded them into the earth fire wolf king's crystal core. He used the crystal cores of the fifth grade to reload ten bullets.
Arriving at a deserted place, Jun Changxiao pointed at the hornet's nest hanging on the tree in front of him and said, "Sin Ji, shoot it down."
"Yes."
Xiao Ziji found a spot, propped up a stand, and then used the gun to calibrate the target. In the process, Li Qingyang and the others had already retreated more than ten meters away.
Sect Master Jun also retreated and secretly said, "Replacing the seventh grade with a fifth grade, the recoil shouldn't be too big."
"Peng — — —"
While thinking, Xiao Ziji, after calibrating, decisively pulled the trigger. The muzzle of the gun spat out a stream of light, and then accurately shattered the hornet's nest.
From the sound of the gunshot and the stream of light, it was obviously inferior to the condensed bullet of the seventh grade.
Definitely.
The higher the level of the crystal core, the stronger the condensed bullet.
Although the power was much weaker, the recoil only shook Xiao Ziji half a meter away, and his shoulder only felt a slight numbness.
Lu Qianqian said indifferently, "The power of this attack, even a seventh or eighth grade Martial Disciple with their spirit power fully activated might not be able to withstand it."
"Is that so?"
Jun Changxiao smiled with satisfaction, "Not bad, not bad."
Xiao Ziji stood up, rubbed his shoulders, and grinned, "Sect Master, this disciple should be fine after a while to adapt."
Saying this, his smile suddenly froze.
What's wrong?
Jun Changxiao and the other disciples followed his gaze.
They saw a group of hornets gathered at the place where the hornet's nest was broken. Their bodies flashed with red light, and there was a buzzing sound.
"Not good!"
Li Qingyang said in shock, "It's the Poisonous Hornet!"
Poisonous Hornet.
A small group of ferocious beasts. Although their level was low, their group attack power was very strong.
Not to mention a Martial Disciple, even a Martial Master might not dare to provoke them.
Li Qingyang had just opened his mouth when Sect Master Jun had already taken a big step forward, and shouted, "Why are you still standing there foolishly, run!"
"Swish! Swish! "
The disciples hurriedly followed in a panic.
"Buzz buzz!"
The hornet swarm suddenly rushed over.
Their stingers flashed, and their small eyes were filled with anger.
"Aiya!"
Tian Qi screamed, "My butt!"
"Ahhh!"
Li Fei was chased by dozens of hornets. He hugged his head and fled, and even released his spirit power to isolate the attack. In the end, he was still hit by the omnipresent stingers.
Su Xiaomo ran the fastest!
However, the hornets that flew over could shoot their stingers, and in an instant, they pierced his butt, and there was a scream of "Ahhh!"
… …
Dusk came.
The group returned to the sect. Except for Lu Qianqian, the other disciples were all stung by the hornets.
Especially Xiao Ziji. His lips were stung, and were swollen like two sausages.
Jun Changxiao was also stung, and it was on his eyelids. The bulging bumps almost squeezed his eyes into a line.
"Sect Master …" Li Qingyang covered his stung butt, and collapsed, "Next … next time, don't let Junior Brother Xiao hit the hornet's nest."
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