When it reached 85 points, Jun Changxiao gave up on putting in more crystal nuclei.
There was no other way. He only had ten to twenty million left. If he invested all of it, he would probably only be able to increase it by one or two points. The rest was up to fate.
Even if it was only one percent, there was still a possibility of mutation.
But he still worked hard to increase the mutation rate. He wanted to prove that he was not relying on the protagonist's aura, but on burning money.
What if it failed?
If it still failed at 85%, it would be a joke.
"I only failed 15 times out of 100, and 1.5 times out of 10. I shouldn't be so unlucky." Jun Changxiao comforted himself.
The System said, "If the host's mutation rate is 1.5 times, it will definitely be a complete failure."
Damn.
Can you not hurt me!
Jun Changxiao ignored it and quietly waited for the incubation time to arrive.
Only one day had passed, and there were still 14 days left.
It was a little long, so he put his mind on cultivation and managing the disciples.
The next day.
Su Xiaomo returned from participating in the inter-sect competition in the outer counties. He left clean, but came back covered in dust.
It was obvious that he had rushed back too quickly.
The disciples hurriedly gathered around. When they saw the champion's medal around their senior brother's neck, they immediately cheered!
The two senior brothers went to different counties and won first place consecutively. This definitely boosted the morale of the Iron Bone disciples, and filled them with hope for the future!
Su Xiaomo went to see the Sect Leader and handed over the champion's reward.
He would not hide it, because without the Sect Leader's nurturing, he would not be where he was today, and it would not be easy for him to win the championship.
Of course.
Jun Changxiao would not treat him unfairly. He gave Su Xiaomo ten spirit stones.
He saved the rest and gave them to the other disciples as rewards for various tests.
In the next few days, Li Fei and Tian Qi also returned one after another.
The two did not disappoint the Sect Leader. They successfully won the championship of various competitions and obtained considerable martial arts resources.
Although the inner disciples that Jun Changxiao nurtured were only Martial Disciples, their strength had already reached Martial Master.
Except for high-level competitions, they were definitely invincible in those low-level inter-sect competitions. There was no suspense at all.
"Qingyang and the other three brought a total of 100 Spiritual Stones. Although it's not a lot, it's still something."
Jun Changxiao was quite satisfied with the idea of letting his disciples participate in various Sect Competitions to earn resources.
It was a pity.
There were too few competitions, so the continuity was poor.
"Strange."
Jun Changxiao rubbed his chin and said, "Why hasn't Zui Ji returned yet?"
The five inner disciples had all completed their missions and returned, except for Xiao Ziji.
Could it be?
Was the martial arts competition very difficult?
"Sect Leader!"
At this moment, Li Luoqiu hurriedly walked into the main hall and said, "There's news from Heyang County. Xiao Ziji won the Inter-Sect Tournament and on his way back, he was blocked by a large group of experts in the forest. The situation is very bad, we need to rescue him quickly!"
Jun Changxiao frowned.
No wonder he hadn't returned yet. He had been blocked!
"How many?"
"At least a hundred. There's no lack of experts in Wuzong among them!"
Jun Changxiao was silent for a while and said, "Gather the Drizzle Hall members and follow me to Heyang County to rescue him."
"Yes."
Li Luoqiu hurriedly left and gathered all the Drizzle Hall members in the sect.
According to Jun Changxiao's instructions, the other disciples continued to cultivate.
However, when they walked out of the main hall, they saw Li Qingyang, Su Xiaomo, and the others standing at the front of the martial arts practice field. Their faces were solemn.
They had received the news that Junior Brother Xiao was blocked in Heyang County.
"You're going too?" Jun Changxiao asked.
Li Qingyang said, "Junior Brother is in trouble. We're willing to go and rescue him!"
"Alright."
Jun Changxiao said, "Let's go!"
The other disciples also wanted to go and rescue Senior Brother Xiao, but they knew that their strength was limited. Not only would they be useless, but they would also slow down the rescue. Therefore, they could only watch the Sect Leader and the others leave and pray that they could return safely.
…
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
On the way to Heyang County, more than fifty Drizzle Hall members used Ghost Leap and sped forward.
"Damn it!"
Li Tiantian also followed and said angrily, "How dare they bully our Iron Bone disciples!"
After experiencing the destruction of Black Eagle Hall, the childish look on this kid's face had faded. He had also become more mature.
Because they were going to rescue Senior Brother Xiao, everyone increased their speed to the maximum.
Jun Changxiao rode on the young Violet Lightning Tiger at the front. The coldness in his eyes became more and more intense.
Although he did not know why so many martial artists were blocking Xiao Ziji, since they dared to offend the Iron Bone, they must be severely punished!
Li Qingyang and Su Xiaomo followed closely behind. They were also very worried about Junior Brother Xiao, so they increased their speed until they could not go any faster.
Junior Brother Xiao.
You must hold on until we arrive!
Heyang County was at least a thousand miles away from Qingyang County. Normally, it would take at least two to three days to reach there.
However, Jun Changxiao and his disciples arrived at Heyang County at the fastest speed. By dusk, they had already arrived at Heyang County.
Li Luoqiu stood in the wilderness and looked around. After confirming the markings left by the members, she pointed to the east and said, "Sect Master, it should be in this direction."
"Let's go."
Jun Changxiao led his disciples in the east direction.
… …
In a dark corner of a valley.
Xiao Ziji tore a piece of cloth from his clothes and wrapped it around his wrist with sword marks. Then, he raised his type 88 sniper rifle with a cold gaze.
His face was pale. It seemed that he not only had external injuries, but also internal injuries.
After participating in the Heyang County's Inter-Sect Tournament, Xiao Ziji originally wanted to return to the sect. However, he was stopped by the martial artists of the various sects.
Reason?
They were too heavy-handed and injured their own disciples.
In fact, during the tournament, the disciples of the various sects were even more ruthless because they despised Xiao Ziji for coming from an eighth-rate sect in a ninth-rate county.
The various sects of Heyang County did not care about this.
As long as their disciples were bullied, the perpetrator must pay the price and be severely punished!
"Kid!"
Suddenly, a loud voice came from the valley, "You are now trapped in the valley. Give up struggling and obediently show yourself and hand over the God Powered Handgun. Maybe you can still live."
Xiao Ziji set up his type 88 sniper rifle and aimed at the direction of the sound through the 8x scope. He found that there were more than ten martial artists of the various sects standing there. He pulled the trigger again.
Xiu — — —
The bullet silently shot out and directly killed a peak martial disciple. Then, he carried the gun and quickly moved away.
"He's there!"
"Damn it, hurry up and chase!"
"Using hidden weapons to kill so many of our people. If we catch him, we must cut him into eight pieces!"
The martial artists of the various sects all rushed over.
Unfortunately, Xiao Ziji had a lot of experience in fighting in the wilderness. After shooting one person, he hid very well again. This forced them to continue to search and be even more vigilant.
The valley was not big. As the crowd continued to shrink the encirclement, the area became smaller and smaller.
Xiao Ziji, who had already killed many people of the various sects, knew that he would be discovered sooner or later. So, he set up his type 88 sniper rifle again.
He would kill as many as he could. Even if he died, it would not be a loss!
"Hu!"
Suddenly, the sound of wind breaking came from behind him. A strong force swept over.
"Not good …" Xiao Ziji's face changed. He hurriedly retracted his gun and dodged. However, he was still one step too late. A fist with strong spiritual power directly hit his back.
"Peng!"
He flew out and hit the stone wall.
The person who attacked him from behind was a middle-aged man in white clothes. His whole body emitted a Wuzong aura. He said lightly: "For a junior to be able to hide for so long, it's very good."
"Wa!"
Xiao Ziji struggled to stand up. A mouthful of blood spurted out.
"En?"
The middle-aged man said in surprise: "To be able to stand up after withstanding my two hundred thousand pounds of strength, this is even more commendable."
Xiao Ziji opened his blood-stained mouth and laughed: "Don't … don't look down on me."
"Shua!"
The middle-aged man instantly approached and said proudly: "I would like to see how strong a disciple of the Iron Bone Clan can be."
The shadow of the fist instantly filled the air and mercilessly attacked Xiao Ziji.
Peng! Peng! Peng!
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