The Strongest Sect of All Times

Chapter 81: you fucking run

Jun Changxiao had to refresh the list five times and spent at total of 90 points, 40 of which were spent on useless items, making him feel some pain. 

However, since the Great Sect Protecting Array appeared, it was all worth it. 

He clicked on the details. 

[Item: Basic Great School Protecting Array

Effect: After activation, it will defend the sect, obstructing all non-sect members from passing in or out without permission.

Effectiveness: When active.

Price: 50 contribution points

Note: When the array is properly arranged, the default is active. When in use, it will consume 1 contribution point per 24 hours.]

Buy!

Jun Changxiao did not bother considering it at all, directly buying it. 

[Ding! The host has spent 50 contribution points, obtaining Basic Great Sect Protecting Array x1. The item has been transported to the storage ring.]

[Ding! Sect Contribution: 124/500.]

The Sect Protecting Array was just like the Qi Gathering Array, coming with several flags and an instruction booklet. 

Ill arrange it in the morning, Jun Changxiao decided.

Since the assassin was ambushed somewhere, the disciples spent the night in the Main Hall. A few disciples were responsible for guarding in turn. 

During this period, Su Xiaomo wrapped Ye Xingchens wounds, covering his bottom with bandages. 

Nothing else happened during the night. 

After dawn, Jun Changxiao and a few disciples started to set up the formation. 

Shua! Shua!

A few small flags were inserted outside the sect walls. After an hour or so, it finally encircled the sect. 

Xiu!

A shield of light twinkled into existence, forming a cover over the entire Ironbone Sect. Once the dome was fully formed, it became transparent. 

Jun Changxiao stood at the entrance of the sect and touched the transparent barrier. He felt no change and thus found it difficult to believe there was an array present at all.

The system explained, [The array will appear when there is an outsider or an attack, otherwise it will be hidden.]

How strong is it? wondered Jun Changxiao. 

The system said, [It can withstand an attack from a Falling Star Continent Martial Ancestor, though it may not survive.]

Jun Changxiao was relieved.

The system added, [If the host thinks this array is a little weak, the host can search for a higher tier one and replace it.]

Mhm. 

Jun Changxiao then asked, Tell me, what else is the sect missing?

Without the systems prompt, he wouldnt have known about the existence of a Great Sect Protecting Array. Therefore, he had to ascertain the other things too. 

The system said, [The sect is missing the division into direct disciples, inner disciples, and outer disciples. It is also missing a vice sect head, elders, and other bureaucratic positions. It is also missing a Smithing Pavillion, a Martial Skill Pavillion, a Core Technique Pavilion]

No rush, no rush, Jun Changxiao interrupted. Take your time.

The division into direct, inner, and outer disciples was currently unnecessary, as the sect barely had 100 disciples. 

As for the vice sect leader and the elders, he did not have any competent disciples to take over these positions, so he would take it one step at a time.

After setting up the protection array, Jun Changxiao relaxed.

The disciples went about their day as usual, cultivating and playing football. 

As for Ye Xingchen, he began his first cultivation session after rebirth. 

He focused on the Tendon Altering Sutra. After all, his past life had taught him the importance of bringing his mortal body to the pinnacle, so he emphasized a proper foundation this time.

However.

His body had a low-grade spirit root. Like the other disciples, he needed to spend a lot of time on cultivation. 

The lesson was: Even if you previously dominated a generation, if you rebirth into an average body, it is impossible to immediately fight against Heavens Will.

Jun Changxiao still had quite a few points left, so he opened the Qi Gathering Array and let the disciples cultivate. He waved Ye Xingchen over and said, Come, come, let this Lord lead you to a fun place.

A fun place?

Ye Xingchen stood before the Muscle Molding Room. 

Enter, Jun Changxiao told him.

Hateful.

This fellow actually wants this Emperor to enter a dog hole!

Shua!

Jun Changxiao shoved him inside and started the machine. 

The time?

10 hours.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Ahhhh!

As night approached, Ye Xingchen was a blob of mud on his bed, staring at the ceiling and wishing for the sweet release of death. 

This Emperor must not have gone about rebirth with the right attitude, which is why I ended up here

Lu Qianqian and Li Qingyang stood in front of their buildings, hands on their swords as they waited for the assassin to appear.

Bang! Bang!

On the training grounds, Su Xiaomo was practicing football. 

In regards to himself, who paid great attention to speed, playing football was an excellent exercise in footwork. 

Jun Changxiao was the most leisurely person in the sect, as he sat in his study room reading a bamboo booklet titled Records of the Grand Historian by author Sima Qian. 

This was a forced purchase during one of his refreshes lets just consider it as him cramming Chinese history while in another world. 

Xiu!

In the meantime, he heard the whistling of wind by his ear.

Fuck!

The assassin was inside the sect this whole time!

Just as Jun Changxiao thought that he had no more worries, he was forced to scramble to the side as an ice-cold sword stabbed towards him. 

It was too fast, there was no time to dodge!

With absolutely nothing else, he could only raise the Records of the Grand Historian in front of him to protect his vital areas.

Ding!

The sword stabbed into the bamboo slip and there was metallic sound, then sparks. 

The black-clothed man felt tingles and numbness travelling up his arm and his eyes-widened. But he didnt freeze, nimbly dashing towards the window and jumping outside. 

Jun Changxiao was actually the dumbfounded one. 

Is the thing in my hand a bamboo slip or sheet iron?

He didnt have time to be in a daze though, jumping out the window after the man. But the black-clothed person had already run more than 100 meters away, outside the Desert Eagles range.

At this time, Lu Qianqian and Li Qingyang ran over. 

They were about to pursue the vanishing shadow when Jun Changxiao held his arm out to stop them, No need to pursue.

No need?

Lu Qianqian and Li Qingyang were astonished, but suddenly heard a crash!

Turning, they saw the black-clothed person smack into a flowing light barrier. 

There was a zzt, zzt and the man fell backwards.

An array! the two people exclaimed. 

Jun Changxiao pushed up his sleeves and strided over.

He loaded a bullet into the pistol and opened the safety notch, pointing the muzzle at the assassin on the ground. 

You fucking run!

The black-clothed man was dizzy from the impact, but got up and ran towards the entrance once more, ruthlessly smacking into the barrier again.

Whats going on?

Su Xiaomo, Tian Qi, and the others rushed over

Only to find that the black-clothed man was crouching under a flowing light barrier, cradling his forehead. 

They were immediately stunned. 

Whats that flowing light?

An array?

Since when did our sect have something like that?

The people were confused. 

The black-clothed person, who had been hiding in the inner courtyard, was also confused. After all, he had been fine on the way in. Why was there suddenly an array?

Bang!

At this time, Jun Changxiao strided over and using spiritual power, punched the black-clothed person in the face. 

The man blasted into the side of a building. 

The assassin was only a Fourth Stage Martial Apprentice, but was able to mysteriously appear and disappear using exquisite footwork. Now that he had no advantage, he was not able to fight against a Fifth Stage Martial Apprentice. 

Jun Changxiao walked over, his Desert Eagle back at his waist. Instead, he was holding the bamboo slip, using it to ruthlessly beat the man. 

This bamboo slip, which could be used to study history, was a pretty convenient weapon. After a while, the mans head was smashed into a pulp and he lay there lifelessly. 

Ye Xingchen was observing from a corner. This fellow is too cruel!

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the hidden mission {Nowhere to Hide}. The reward is 30 contribution points!]

[Ding! Sect Contribution: 154/500.]

Damn. For this matter, I had to spend so many contribution points, but the reward was only 30. 

Seal his cultivation and lock him up!

Yes!

This gold-level assassin, on his 256th assassination mission, was captured by his target and became a prisoner 

He was brought into the room, which also held the previously captured assassin. 

The previous assassin saw the new ones identification card and was shocked. Even an assassin of the gold rank has landed in the Ironbone Sects hands!

Jun Changxiao stood by the door and watched through a crack. He caught the assassins exchanging looks and coldly concluded, Definitely sent by the Spirit Spring Sect!

The next day. 

He left the sect to Li Qingyang and descended the mountain, Desert Eagle and the pocket-sized Irretractable Sabre at his side. 

His destination Spirit Spring Sect!

Senior Sister, Sect Head seems very angry! 

Gazing at the furious figure vanishing down the mountain road, Li Qingyang could not help but seriously comment on it. 

Lu Qianqian leaned on the entrance, lightly responding, Sending one assassin after another. If it were me, I would certainly make a visit too.

Nothing will happen to Sect Head, right?

You should be wondering whether the Spirit Spring Sect will continue to exist after today.