A True Portrayal of Iron Fists

Jun Changxiao was too fast—so fast that even after Ai Shangke's clothes were sliced apart, he had not noticed a thing. With an angry roar, Ai Shangke's muscles expanded slightly, instantly bursting what remained of his clothing.

More critically, there was a lock of hair on the Cold Edge Sword!

What did that represent? It meant that if Jun Changxiao had intended to kill him, the blade would have viciously swept across his neck just now.

Ai Shangke's cultivation was strong, but not so strong that his flesh could contend against a sharp sword.

Besides, Jun Changxiao's strength was not weak either. At such high speed, taking Ai Shangke's head off would have been as easy as playing around.

Ai Shangke stood there in white underpants, his expression stiff, cold sweat pouring down his forehead like rain, his eyes filled with dense terror.

The instant that lock of hair had been cut away, he had felt Death Aura—so real, so terrifying!

If the other party had harbored killing intent, he would already have been separated from head to body.

The more he thought about it, the more terrified he became. His hand loosened, and the sword engraved with a Dragon Beast pattern fell onto the stone slabs with a clang.

"Hey."

Jun Changxiao said, "Still want to fight?"

Ai Kelai's palms trembled slightly as he suppressed the shock in his heart. "N-No more!"

With that unimaginable speed, even if he had ten times the courage, he would not dare fight!

"Ding!"

"Side Quest completed. Host received 50 Contribution Points."

"Ding!"

"Sect Contribution Points: 74/100."

"Fifty points?"

Jun Changxiao said in surprise, "That much?"

The system said, "The Ai Family elder possesses the strength of a Fifth-grade Martial Apprentice. Naturally, the host receives a high number of Contribution Points for defeating him."

Jun Changxiao thought, So he was a Fifth-grade Martial Apprentice.

The realms after Pulse Opening had even finer divisions. From low to high, they were grades one through nine, followed by the peak level.

For example, Elder Ma of the Cangshan Sect was a Peak Martial Master. One more step forward, and he would break through into a Martial Grandmaster. The Great Chieftain of Black Wind Stockade who had been killed, meanwhile, had merely been a Second-grade Martial Apprentice.

The Ai Clan was not a traditional martial arts family. Its main business in Huyang City was medicinal pills. For Ai Shangke to possess the strength of a Fifth-grade Martial Apprentice was already quite impressive.

"Elder Ai."

Jun Changxiao said, "You should have spare clothes in your Spatial Ring, right?"

Having gradually calmed down, Ai Shangke finally realized that he was still standing there bare-chested.

His old face reddened. He hurriedly took out a set of clothes and put them on, then stored away his sword and cupped his hands. "Thank you, Sect Leader Jun, for showing mercy."

The arrogance and disdain in his eyes had vanished without a trace.

Jun Changxiao said, "Elder Ai, my disciple went and stole your family's medicinal pills. As the leader of a sect, I too bear some fault."

The task was complete and the Contribution Points were in hand, so it was naturally necessary to ease the atmosphere. The sect was still developing, and making enemies everywhere brought no benefit.

"However."

Jun Changxiao said, "My disciple was also beaten half to death by the young master of the Ai Family. In my view, why not turn a major matter into a minor one, and a minor one into nothing at all?"

As the victor, he took the initiative to seek peace, giving Ai Shangke a way out. Ai Shangke followed the slope downhill and said, "Young people are hot-blooded. Fighting and brawling are perfectly normal. My Ai Family will not take it to heart."

Having his attitude immediately change after being beaten up was a true portrayal of iron fists.

Jun Changxiao said, "Elder Ai has come from afar. As your host, I should naturally show you hospitality. Please, come sit in the Main Hall."

His clothes had all been shredded. How could he possibly have the face to stay?

Ai Shangke cupped his hands and said, "Ai still has matters to attend to. I will visit another day."

Jun Changxiao said nothing and personally escorted him to the entrance. Cupping his hands, he said, "Elder Ai, this is as far as I'll see you."

"Farewell!"

Ai Shangke left.

However, as he walked down the mountain, still shaken to the core, he thought, I never expected the Iron Bone Sect's leader to conceal himself so deeply. I must hurry back and tell the Family Head not to provoke him lightly.

Ai Shangke did not doubt it. With the terrifying speed Jun Changxiao had displayed, killing a Martial Master would be as easy as turning his hand over!

"Leader, you were incredible!"

"The Phantom Step you used just now was simply divine!"

"Leader, is that like the Yi Jin Jing? Is it also a God-grade Martial Technique?"

When Jun Changxiao returned to the sect, the disciples swarmed around him like a hive. Especially when they recalled the scene of him crushing Elder Ai, the worship in their eyes grew even stronger.

Jun Changxiao said, "Train properly. In the future, I will teach you this kind of movement technique one by one."

"Wow, the leader will teach us the Phantom Step!"

"We must cultivate diligently and grow stronger! We can't disappoint the leader!"

"Come on, come on, let's train!"

The disciples' enthusiasm soared, and the blood in their bodies seemed to ignite at once.

Honestly, in just one short month, Jun Changxiao had already gained an irreplaceable position in their hearts.

Even if outsiders came to recruit them into higher-ranked sects, they would not betray him.

This was what Jun Changxiao most wanted to see. He did not care whether his disciples had high or low aptitude; he only cared that they were loyal to him and loyal to the sect.

Inside the Main Hall.

Jun Changxiao sat in his chair, lazily stretching his waist as he smiled. "I earned fifty Contribution Points. My whole body feels great."

"Ding!"

"Su Xiaomo found the lost Little Yellow. Sect Mission completed!"

"Ding!"

"Sect Achievement Points: 2/100."

"Sect Contribution Points: 76/100."

Hearing the notification, Jun Changxiao's smile deepened. "Not bad, not bad. He completed the task so quickly. I did not misjudge him!"

"Ding!"

"Sect Mission completed. Disciple Contribution Points unlocked."

Jun Changxiao said, "Disciples get Contribution Points too?"

He opened the Sect System's Data Panel and saw that after 'Sect Members: 100/100' was a 'click for details' option.

He clicked it open.

A small Data Panel appeared.

It listed the names of many disciples. Only behind Su Xiaomo's name were the words '2 Contribution Points.'

Jun Changxiao said, "What does that mean?"

The system said, "When disciples complete Sect Missions, they receive corresponding Contribution Points. The host can use them to purchase items in the Mall."

Upon hearing this, Jun Changxiao shot to his feet, overjoyed. "There's such a good thing?"

He received Contribution Points for completing tasks, and disciples received them for completing Sect Missions too. Did that not mean double the benefits?

The system said, "Disciple Contribution Points can only be used by disciples. The host can only purchase items on their behalf."

Upon hearing that, Sect Leader Jun collapsed straight back into his chair and said in despair, "Please, could you say everything in one breath next time?"

"Yes," the system said.

Jun Changxiao said, "You mean the Sect Mall can be used by both me and the disciples?"

"No."

The system said, "Disciples have their own dedicated mall. The host may open the Mall to view it."

Jun Changxiao hurriedly opened the Mall. Sure enough, beneath the Initial Stage Mall, a Disciple Mall button had appeared out of thin air.

He opened it and found many items arranged within. Most were basic-grade goods, and their prices were generally just 1 Contribution Point.

"Damn it!"

Jun Changxiao said in despair, "Why are the products in the Disciple Mall cheaper than mine?"

The system said, "Because you are the host. There are many ways for you to obtain Contribution Points, while disciples can only obtain them by completing Sect Missions."

"I see."

Jun Changxiao understood.

He casually clicked on an item to inspect it and found from the description that there was nothing particularly outstanding about it. Compared with the items in his own Mall, it was clearly several tiers lower.

The system said, "Most products in the Disciple Mall are primarily for assistance. The host's Mall is the one that gathers the best of everything."