I! Am Not Poisonous Milk!
When Jun Changxiao led the entire sect in ascension and completed the second Main Quest, an additional Reputation Points entry had appeared on the system Data Panel. More than two years had passed, and he had finally obtained 100 points today.
As far as he knew, Reputation Points could be used to purchase system items. For example, the Heaven-Shattering Blade that had once appeared required 500 Reputation Points to unlock for purchase.
Whenever Jun Changxiao occasionally refreshed the Mall, he often saw items bearing the reputation prefix.
In the system's words, equipment purchased with Reputation Points was stronger in both effect and function than equipment purchased with Contribution Points.
To put it bluntly.
Reputation Points were meant to replace the Contribution Points system, which could collapse into Zimbabwean dollars at any moment.
The Lower Realm used Spirit Stones, while the Upper Realm used Mysterious Stones. Since Martial Dao Resources had changed, it was only natural for the system to replace Contribution Points with Reputation Points.
But Jun Changxiao was frustrated.
At least tell me how to get them, damn it!
The system said, "A disciple winning one of the top three places in the Sect Competition rewards 100 Sect Reputation Points. Isn't that obvious enough?"
"..."
Jun Changxiao said speechlessly, "So if I want Reputation Points, I can only participate in these boring Sect Competitions?"
Because his disciples had crushed their opponents from start to finish without any difficulty whatsoever, Gousheng was feeling rather smug.
"True legends are forged with their fists."
The system said, "Does the host think Reputation Points will come knocking on his door while he sleeps at home every day?"
That made sense.
Reputation was the fame that countless people looked up to.
Because Li Qingyang and the others had won