98 – a miracle

ON FEBRUARY 8, 2022 BY MOONCHILDKHZ

Automatically setting the energy-type martial skill?

Jun Changxiao opened the complete user interface. 

[Sect Name: Ironbone Unyielding Sect

Sect Leader: Jun Changxiao

Sect Rank: Ninth Grade

Sect Construction: Level 2

Sect Functions: Medicine Refining Pavilion

Sect Techniques: Tendon Altering Sutra {Divine-grade Basic}; I Cut {Mid-grade Basic}

Sect Members: 102/500

Sect Contribution: 177/500

Sect Achievement: 0/500

Sect Missions: Temporarily none.

Sect Main Mission: Within 100 years…]

…

Jun Changxiao tapped his chin. “This type of skill the disciples can also cultivate.”

As he said so, he clicked on the sect techniques, selected the ‘I Cut’ martial skill, and made 1000 copies. 

[Ding! The host has spent 10 contribution points, copying the ‘I Cut’ Manual 1000 times. The items have been transported to the storage ring.]

Jun Changxiao grabbed one and glanced through it. Amazed, he said, “Indeed easy to understand!”

As he said, he circulated his energy according to the manual and in less than 10 minutes, he could feel energy gathered in his palms. 

He walked out of the Main Hall, stood in the field, and aimed at nothing. 

Xiu—

The energy in his palm erupted, forming a crescent shape. It swept close to the ground, eventually slashing through a newly erected wooden pillar. 

Bang!

The pillar splintered into pieces, startling the disciples, who all turned to look at the scene. 

“My god!” Su Xiaomo came running over and yelled, “Sect Head, what skill was that?”

Jun Changxiao dusted off his hands and smiled. “I Cut, an energy-type martial skill.”

“Energy-type martial skill?” Su Xiamo was immediately wide-eyed.

To his knowledge, an energy-type martial skill was one that used condensed spiritual energy to attack. He had seen some in the markets, but not only were they rare, they were extremely expensive!

“Here.” Jun Changxiao tossed him an ‘I Cut’ manual and patted the boy on the shoulder. “Take this for cultivation. If you cannot learn it, then sever your own meridians.”

With that, the sect head returned to the Main Hall. 

Su Xiaomo caught the manual. Seeing that the cover said the two words ‘I Cut’, immediately burned with a fighting spirit. He loudly promised, “Disciple will definitely succeed!”

After returning to the hall, Jun Changxiao also called over Lu Qianqian, Li Qingyang, and Tian Qi, giving them each a copy of the manual for cultivation.

“Energy-type martial skill?”

“My god, this is not easy to find!”

“The sect is too good to us!”

Lu Qianqian saw that the skill was only mid-grade basic and originally had no plans to cultivate it. But after she opened it, she discovered that the mnemonics were simple, and so tried it out. 

Once the other disciples learned there was an energy martial skill, they cultivated even more assiduously — the sect head said that so long as they entered Martial Apprentice, anyone could take a manual!

Diligently, even more diligently!

The cultivation craze in the Ironbone Sect became more intense and the disciples became stronger every day. 

As for the wandering swordsman Ma Yongning, he was released after five days. But he remained in the sect; you couldn’t drive him out no matter how you tried. 

Why did he not leave?

Because these past few days, he had been subdued by Liu Wanshi’s culinary skills. He squatted at the entrance to the dining hall, hugging his blade. 

“Can you have some self-respect?” Jun Changxiao asked him. 

Ma Yongning lay down on the ground, his whole face saying ‘I’m just going to be shameless’. He pitifully cried out, “Sect Head Jun, our grudge has already been written off. As long as I can keep eating Miss Liu’s cooking, I can do anything!”

Jun Changxiao: “..”

Bastard. If I had known this, I wouldn’t have given him anything to eat.

“Sect Head,” Liu Wanshi blinked. “The dining hall lacks someone to wash and dry plates, we might as well keep him to do odd jobs.”

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“Okay!” Ma Yongning leapt to his feet, revealing his rough hands. He was extremely proud as he said, “This Ma’s two hands were made to wash and dry plates!”

Jun Changxiao tapped his chin. “Dudu is busy everyday, I should get a helper to share her burdens.”

“Little Mo.”

“Here.”

“Also free the two assassins and get them to do odd jobs in the kitchen. If they do not coordinate, then two words: ferociously beat them for this Lord.”

“Yes!”

Su Xiaomo left for the cells. On the way, the corner of his mouth twitched. “Those two words were pretty long.”

Soon, Ma Yongning and the two assassins began working in the kitchen and dining halls. Moreover, they were willing to do so, as Liu Wanshi’s food was just too delicious. 

There is a Wang Dudu in Ironbone Unyielding, a bowl of her fried rice may cause treason; these cold-blooded and brutal assassins, lower their heads after several meals. 

…

The disciples practiced tirelessly and Jun Changxiao began to think about Drizzle Pavilion. 

“Sent three assassins but none return… they will definitely take action.”

Should I destroy them?

No, no. I cannot. 

Jun Changxiao threw that thought about because of the three assassination attempts, two had triggered side missions. This assassin organization was delivering ready-made rice, wasn’t exterminating it equivalent to running out of food?

The system said, [The host sure thinks a lot.]

“Nonsense,” Jun Changxiao said. “If I think any less, how can I mix with the brutal Falling Star continuent?”

…

The disciples wholeheartedly invested their time into cultivation. 

Jun Changxiao was not idle either, either in the training room or in the inner courtyard. 

These days, Qingyang Commandery was in high spirits because the Huyang City’s Ai Family had just publicly announced a new pill they had researched and developed, which could rapidly heal any injury. 

How quickly?

According to the advertisement:

“As long as you still had a breath, as long as you still yearned to stay in the land of the living, if you took this healing pill, you would recover within several breaths — the waist will be good, the kidneys good, you’re good, he’s also good!”

Was it so exaggerated?

That was the first response of many martial artists to this piece of news. 

But thinking how the Ai Family had been in the alchemy business for generations, they would definitely not spread baseless rumors and damage their brand’s prestige. 

“Three days later, the Ai Family will hold an auction in Huyang City. It is said that they will only auction nine so many families and sects have all rushed over. 

“Go, go! Let’s go watch the fun.”

In a short period of time, martial artists flooded into Huyang City from all directions. The crowd was larger than that of the Sect Martial Arts Competition, as a highly-effective pill was very attractive. 

Naturally. 

Many families and sects also doubted the truth behind the advertisements. 

The Ai Family understood this and wished for them to believe the pill’s curative effects, but had to find proof. Therefore, before the auction started, they looked for Sunyang City’s Song Family, whose young master had been paralyzed in bed for many years. 

“It’s the Song Family’s second young master!”

“In Qingyang Commandery, he was once second only to Xiao Zuiji’s talent! But he was cultivating in the countryside and was attacked by a fifth-stage savage beast, ending up paralyzed. It’s really unfortunate…”

“The Ai Family has invited him, are they trying to prove the pill’s effects?”

“Second Young Master Song has been bedridden for so long, can he really recover just from this pill?”

The crowd discussed.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” Ai Shangni said as he walked on stage. “To prove the Ai Family’s latest healing pill’s effect, we made an agreement with Patriarch Song yesterday. They have purchased this pill for 30,000 taels. Whether or not it can cure Second Young Master Song, everyone can see for themselves.”

Saying that, he handed the pill to Patriarch Song. 

The people watched on. 

Patriarch Song held the pill, somewhat trembling. 

Yesterday, the Ai Family had repeatedly guaranteed that this pill was absolutely effective, so the man was finding it hard to contain his hope and unease. 

“Father.” Second Young Master Song was partially lying in a chair, his face pale as a ghost’s. “Let your son take it, it does not matter even if it is poisonous.”

As someone whose talent had been compared to Xiao Zuiji’s, how could he bear being paralyzed and doing nothing all day? His heart had already become like dying embers. If he could still move, he would have ended his own miserable life a long time ago. 

Patriarch Song walked forward, personally feeding the pill to his son, praying for a miracle to occur. 

And the miracle came—

Right after Second Young Master Song swallowed the medicine, both of his hands twitched. Then, under the eyes of the public, he slowly straightened up, and finally… with some effort, he stood up!

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