Aptitude Modification Fluid!

Chapter 22: Aptitude Modification Fluid!

"What?! Li Qingyang joined the Iron Bone Sect?"

"What?! The Iron Bone Sect leader gave pointers to a Cangshan Sect Elder, leaving him filled with gratitude?"

"What?! A Spirit Spring Sect elder had his arm severed by that guy?"

Martial artists who hadn't witnessed the events firsthand had the exact same expression of utter bewilderment upon hearing the news from others.

It had to be said.

The three things Jun Changxiao did at the Training Ground were each sensational enough on their own!

By the time he happily left with Lu Qianqian and Li Qingyang, the entire city was in an uproar within half a day, with everyone scrambling to discuss the events.

"That's impossible!"

"That trash sect has such a fierce leader?"

"Is this just a rumor?"

"It's not a rumor, it's true! I saw it with my own eyes at the Training Ground!"

"This is simply incredible!"

"By severing Elder Wei's arm, hasn't Sect Leader Jun completely offended the Spirit Spring Sect?"

"The Spirit Spring Sect is not to be trifled with. In my opinion, it won't be long before they bring people to Qingyang Village to cause trouble for the Iron Bone Sect!"

The very thing everyone was worried about was also on Jun Changxiao's mind.

However, thinking about the 97 Contribution Points he still had, which could be used to redeem more items, he felt emboldened: "As long as the people from the Spirit Spring Sect dare to come, I'll make sure they go back lying down."

Why did he transmigrate to this other world?

Wasn't it to become stronger and to show off?

Being bullied? And having them bully him right at his own doorstep? This was something neither an uncle nor an aunt could tolerate.

Sect Leader Jun was now quite looking forward to the Spirit Spring Sect coming to cause trouble, as that would be a better way to boost the sect's prestige and let the world know—my Iron Bone Unyielding Sect is not someone you can mess with!

The two dilapidated wooden doors creaked and groaned as a gust of wind blew by, looking as if they might fall off at any moment.

Li Qingyang stood ten meters outside the gate, looking at the crumbling building and then at the "Iron Bone Unyielding Sect" plaque hanging above the door. The corner of his mouth twitched as he said, "Sect Leader, is it too late for me to quit the sect now?"

"It's too late."

Jun Changxiao said with a bitter heart.

Dear readers, this is my Iron Bone Unyielding Sect!

To develop this into the strongest sect within one hundred years and recruit one hundred thousand disciples—this is simply Hell Mode!

"Heave-ho, heave-ho!"

A three-year-old child, bare-bottomed, came hopping along. He stopped at the corner of the gate, held his little willy, and diligently fertilized the weeds.

"Ahhh!"

Jun Changxiao drew his sword and roared, "You little brat, how dare you pee in front of my Iron Bone Sect! This Seat is going to cut off your little willy!"

"Sect Leader, calm down! Sect Leader, calm down!"

Li Qingyang hurriedly dragged him back, terrified that he would do something irrational.

"Waaaah!"

The three-year-old child was scared to tears. He wiggled his bottom as he ran away, crying out aggrievedly, "Mother... Gousheng is bullying me!"

"Ahhh!"

Jun Changxiao roared, "You little brat, if you call me Gousheng again, see if I don't slaughter you right now!"

"Sect Leader, calm down! Sect Leader, calm down!"

Li Qingyang pulled him back with all his might.

"Hoo!"

Jun Changxiao took a deep breath, stabilized his emotions, and said, "As the head of a sect, how can I lower myself to the level of a three-year-old child?"

"Swish!"

He waved his sleeve with a flourish and said, "Let's go, let's enter..."

"Thump!"

Just as he reached the entrance, the plaque hanging above was blown down by the wind, slamming directly onto his forehead and sending him sprawling onto the ground, limbs splayed.

Li Qingyang: "..."

Lu Qianqian: "..."

"Ahhh! I'm going to smash it to pieces!"

"Sect Leader, calm down! Sect Leader, calm down! This is the plaque of our Iron Bone Unyielding Sect!"

"Since our Iron Bone Unyielding Sect is going to develop, we must first tidy up the sect inside and out. These broken doors, broken windows, and the like must all be replaced."

Sitting at the head of the Sect Main Hall, Jun Changxiao said with a profound tone.

This trip to Qingyang City had made his pockets flush, so the first order of business was to renovate the sect. It didn't need to be magnificent, but it at least had to be pleasing to the eye.

"Sect Leader."

Li Qingyang reminded him in a low voice: "You are still bleeding from your head!"

"No matter, no matter."

Jun Changxiao slapped a hand over the wound struck by the plaque and said: "Leave these matters to you; you must complete them conscientiously."

"Yes!"

Li Qingyang replied.

"Alright."

Jun Changxiao handed him a few banknotes, stood up unsteadily, and said: "This Seat feels a bit dizzy, I'm going back to rest first."

The Iron Bone Unyielding Sect was built on a barren mountain near Qingyang Village. Because of the passing of the previous Sect Leader Wang, the villagers rarely came by anymore.

But in the last few days, the villagers discovered that a large number of carpenters and masons from Qingyang Town were heading up the mountain, and all sorts of building materials were being transported up one after another.

"The Iron Bone Sect is renovating?"

"That brat Gousheng has money now?"

"Impossible. Not long ago, he went to Aunt Wang's house to beg for food; how could he have money?"

"Let's go, let's go up and take a look."

The villagers gathered in groups of three or five and headed up the mountain, but they were blocked at the mountain pass by Lu Qianqian: "My sect is currently undergoing renovations. Non-sect disciples are not allowed to enter without authorization."

"Young lady."

One villager smiled and said: "We are people from down the mountain, and we are with Gou..."

"Clang!"

Lu Qianqian drew her sword and said coldly: "The Sect Leader has ordered that anyone who dares to call his nickname will be killed without exception."

"Whoosh!"

In that instant, the villagers of Qingyang Village transformed into martial arts masters and vanished without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Lu Qianqian sheathed her sword and whispered: "The name Gousheng sounds much better than Jun Changxiao. Why is the Sect Leader so resistant to it?"

The matter of the sect renovation was handled by Li Qingyang.

Sect Leader Jun sat cross-legged in his room, thinking: "The headcount is full, but I need disciples to perform Sect Missions to improve the Sect Construction."

"Whoosh!"

He pulled up the system panel again and found that the Sect Missions still showed as none, so he asked in confusion: "System, when will there be Sect Missions?"

The system replied: "Wait."

"..."

Jun Changxiao was speechless. He casually clicked on the mall to see if there was anything he needed.

He had martial techniques and weapons, so he didn't really have any needs for the moment.

Wait, no.

He lacked cultivation realm!

Jun Changxiao didn't believe that with his Pulse Opening Five Stages cultivation, he could keep roaming the Starfall Continent. The most urgent priority was to improve his realm first!

"Is there a Talisman of Experience?"

He began to search, but even after scrolling to the very bottom, he couldn't find one.

Jun Changxiao lay on the bed, clutching his head which was still oozing blood, and said: "Could it be that I have to be like the martial artists here and rely on meditation and enlightenment to improve my realm?"

It wasn't impossible, but it was slow!

After all, this body's aptitude was mediocre, and he didn't have any high-level Cultivation Method. If he cultivated in the normal way, breaking through to Martial Apprentice would definitely be a lifelong project.

"Right!"

Jun Changxiao slapped his forehead, causing blood to spray out: "I can modify my aptitude!"

"Whoosh!"

He opened the system panel again, entered the Initial Stage Mall, and scrolled down until he locked onto an item called 'Aptitude Modification Fluid'.

He clicked to open the detailed description--

"Item: Aptitude Modification Fluid."

"Effect: Can modify one's own aptitude, raising it by one level from the original foundation. Note: Only for use by those with Low-grade aptitude."

"Duration: Lifetime."

"Price: 50 Sect Contribution Points."

"50 points??"

Jun Changxiao pulled back, seeing that the listed price was indeed 50 Sect Contribution Points, and collapsed, saying, "Are items that modify aptitude really this expensive?"

"Right, that's right."

"Aptitude levels determine a martial artist's cultivation speed and the upper limit of their realm, so it's understandable that it's a bit pricey."

Without hesitation, he chose to purchase it.

"Ding!"

"Host has spent 50 Sect Contribution Points, obtained Aptitude Modification Fluid ×1, already transported into the Spatial Ring."

"Ding!"

"Sect Contribution Points: 47/100."