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90 – cannot cook without rice
ON JANUARY 29, 2022 BY MOONCHILDKHZ
“Anyone else want to come up and compare notes?”
Jun Changxiao’s words carried an aura of contempt, as he fully meant this as a provocation. Under the stage, the sect leaders were immediately infuriated.
They were all high-ranking experts, who could bear such words?
However!
They had to remain calm and had to practice restraint.
The Ninth Stage Martial Apprentice Shen Tong was hit so hard he fainted; going up was just asking for a beating!
The sect leaders glowered, but no one made a move.
Looking at this group of big-shots, whose anger soared but could do nothing about it, Jun Changxiao shrugged. “This is the Hundred Sects Alliance? So mediocre.”
Alliance Chief Qin’s eyes glinted and he rushed over, looking like he was going to take action.
“Sect Head Jun.”
Swiftly, Xie Guangkun appeared, striding over with a large smile. “You used two moves to defeat Sect Master Shen, what extraordinary strength. You’ve let this Xie broaden his horizons!”
Jun Changxiao humbly said, “City Lord Xie has overpraised me.”
Xie Guangkun then turned to Qin Haoran with a smile. “Alliance Chief Qin won’t be mounting the stage to compare notes with the youthful Sect Head Jun, right?”
It would have been fine if Xie Guangkun had only said ‘Sect Head Jun’, but he had to add the ‘youthful’.
Qin Haoran understood that City Lord Xie was warning him not to bully a junior.
Xie Guangkun, you think too much!
Alliance Chief Qin lightly said, “As a Martial Master, this Qin will naturally not mount the stage to compare notes with a young junior. City Lord Xie has thought too much.”
Martial Master? Jun Changxiao darkly thought, Somewhat difficult.
City Lord Xie smiled. “Your Hundred Sects Alliance is here and the conference has ended. Let’s go, this Xie will play a good host and invite you all to the city lord’s mansion.”
Alliance Chief Qin cupped a hand. “This Qin still has matters to finish and will say goodbye first.”
Saying that, he left with a flick of his sleeves.
Although he looked very normal from the back, he was actually suppressing his fury.
“City Lord Xie, my sect also has some matters and thus will not disturb you, goodbye, goodbye!”
Various other sect leaders did not want to eat and drink in the city lord’s mansion, quickly finding excuses to leave. Each and every one of them had cockily arrived, but walked away subdued.
Of course they would be subdued.
Before the conference started, they thought they could drown Jun Changxiao with spittle, but ended up with nothing to show but resentment.
One sect leader spat blood; another was severely wounded. The alliance chief and the others sect leaders shook with fury, leaving with their tails between their legs. This alliance conference could only be considered a defeat.
Jun Changxiao jumped off the stage, humbly saying, “Many thanks to City Lord Xie for rushing here. Otherwise, Alliance Chief Qin might have tried to compare notes with this Jun.”
City Lord Xie shook his head. “Sect Head Jun, one’s personality should not be too strong, otherwise, one might hit a nail some day.”
Jun Changxiao nodded, “My Ironbone Sect’s objective is low-key development. As long as others do not provoke me, I will not provoke them.”
If Li Qingyang and the others heard their sect’s rules change once again, their expressions would have been splendid to see.
City Lord Xie smiled. “Alliance Chief Qin walked away in anger. Your Ironbone Sect will have many troubles in the alliance.”
Jun Changxiao said, “We have already withdrawn from the Alliance.”
City Lord Xie was startled and gave a thumbs-up. “Since the Alliance was established, many sects rush to join. Sect Head Jun actually withdrew, how bold!”
Jun Changxiao lightly responded, “It is just a motley crew. If my Ironbone Sect is associated with them, it will harm the sect’s prestige.”
Some distant martial artists heard these words and only had one thought: Sect Head Jun is really awe-inspiring!
…
City Lord Xie asked Jun Changxiao to stay in the city lord’s mansion for a few days, but was turned down. Instead, the group visited the Li Family, letting Li Qingyang spend some time with his father.
Witnessing Sect Head Jun defeat the Long Sabre Sect Master, Patriarch Li was both shocked and joyful, quickly preparing a banquet to welcome them.
After eating to his heart’s content, Jun Changxiao left the Li Family to go visit the market, seeking medicinal herbs for alchemy.
The Medicine Refining Pavilion had four recipes. Other than the easy to find ingredients of the basic Healing Pill, the others were all quite rare. After looking through several stores, he had only collected enough for two Body Reconstructing Pills.
As for Qi Gathering Pills and Qi Revolving Pills, he hadn’t even found one ingredient.
“Ah…”
Jun Changxiao sighed.
“Although the Medicine Refining Pavilion can quickly refine pills, but without the medicinal herbs, it is still hard for a clever woman to cook without rice.”
The system suggested, [The host can plant.]
Jun Changxiao rolled his eyes. “Just the 100-year ginseng used in the Qi Gathering Pill, even if I could plant it, by the time it matured, I would have died because I couldn’t complete the main mission.”
The system said, [The store has items that speed up medicinal herb growth, but it depends on the host’s luck.]
Jun Changxiao was speechless. “Why can’t I just refresh and it will come out? I have to depend on luck?”
The system explained, [The refresh function is so that the host does not overly rely on the system. If the host wants to obtain a certain item, the host has to earn contribution points and refresh.]
Jun Changxiao was dumbfounded. “This type of lottery mode is such a contribution point blackhole!”
The system said, [Therefore the host must earn contribution points, because without contribution points, even the qualification to refresh would be lost.]
“Okay.”
Jun Changxiao did not argue, continuing to look for medicinal herbs.
When he returned to the Li Family, he had acquired the materials for: 4 Healing Pills, 3 Body Reconstructing Pills, 1 Qi Gathering Pill, and 0 Qi Revolving Pills.
Whether or not the disciples could rapidly improve depended on the Medicine Refining Pavilion, but it was useless without the necessary materials.
“Does Sect Head Jun have concerns?”
After he returned to the Li Family, Patriarch Li discovered that Jun Changxiao looked depressed.
Jun Changxiao said, “This Lord has recently been studying alchemy and lacks medicinal herbs. I looked for quite a while, but have not found everything I need.”
Patriarch Li was amazed. “Sect Head Jun studies alchemy?”
Falling Star Continent’s blacksmiths, alchemists, array masters, and spirit masters were highly respected, especially the alchemists and spirit masters.
As medicinal pills and spirit stones were extremely helpful to cultivation on the martial path, many sects had in-house alchemists and spirit masters. Even the ones invited as guest elders enjoyed nicer amenities and special rights.
“A bit,” Jun Changxiao replied.
Patriarch Li’s surprise increased.
This Ironbone Sect Head is really not simple. My son becoming his disciple was absolutely the correct choice!
“Sect Head Jun, although Qingyang City is the capital of Qingyang Commandery, it is relatively weak in alchemy. If you wish to buy medicinal herbs, you should go to Huyang City.”
Huyang City?
Jun Changxiao remembered the Ai Family and his eyes shone brightly. The Ai Family has sold medicinal pills for generations, perhaps they refine their own pills. They must have medicinal herbs!
…
The next day.
Jun Changxiao said farewell to Patriarch Li, leading his four disciples to return to the Ironbone Sect.
Just that once they arrived before the red-lacquered front gates, they found a long-robed man with a bamboo hat snoring.
It was him again!
Who, you ask?
The wandering swordsman, Ma Yongning.
Su Xiaomo walked over, waving a hand in front of the swordsman’s face.
“Sect Head, this guy fell asleep standing up.”
Jun Changxiao said, “Zuiji, carry him somewhere else so that he isn’t blocking the front gates.”
“Yes.”
Xiao Zuiji walked over and lifted Ma Yongning up.
The man stopped snoring for one moment, but resumed just as quickly.
Shua!
Xiao Zuiji placed Ma Yongning on a stone ladder and turned around.
Who would have known that just as he placed the man on the steps, Ma Yongning’s foot had slightly slipped.
The swordsman was currently dead to the world, but if he woke up to stretch or yawned, his center of gravity would definitely become unbalanced, then…