Spirit Stones

If the System had Acting Tough Points, Jun Changxiao's words would have increased a lot.

Unfortunately, it didn't.

The corner of the Great Red Sect's elder's mouth twitched when he heard him say, "You really disappoint me."

Although he was acting tough, his disciple was in the top four, so he had the capital to act tough.

Especially when he thought about how he thought that the Iron Bone disciples were stepping stones for his disciple, he felt his face burn.

Sorry.

All the participants in the Inter-Sect Tournament were stepping stones for the Iron Bone disciples.

The most tragic ones were the Xiao Family Elder and the direct descendants of the Xiao Family. Because Xiao Ziji, who they thought was trash, was the champion of the Inter-Sect Tournament!

"The expelled direct descendant won the Inter-Sect Tournament. The Xiao Family probably didn't even dream of it."

"At this time, their intestines should be green with regret."

"Xiao Ziji's matter tells us that even if a genius falls, there is still the possibility of a comeback!"

"Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west."

…

The Xiao Family Elder heard the crowd's discussion clearly. The blood in his body was boiling and his hands were trembling violently.

If Jun Changxiao hadn't raised his spear, he would have rushed down and killed Xiao Ziji on the spot.

"Cough, cough!"

The City Lord of Liyang City appeared in the center of the arena and announced loudly, "This Inter-Sect Tournament is over. The champion is Xiao Ziji from the Iron Bone Sect!"

Then, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he gave Xiao Ziji a Mortal Grade Martial Skill book and ten items similar to Crystal Cores.

"Spirit Stones?" Jun Changxiao murmured.

In the memory of the original owner, he knew that there was a kind of stone in the Falling Star Continent that contained a vast amount of spiritual energy. It could be used directly for cultivation and was called a Spirit Stone.

Spirit Stones could be mined from ore veins or refined by Spirit Masters using Crystal Cores. In terms of silver, one Spirit Stone could only be bought with ten thousand taels of silver. It was very precious.

"Tsk, tsk."

Jun Changxiao said, "I didn't expect that the champion of the Inter-Sect Tournament would be rewarded with Martial Skill Spirit Stones."

The System said, "Otherwise, who would participate?"

What he said made so much sense that I had nothing to say.

…

Under the envy of many martial artists, Xiao Ziji took the secret manual and spirit stones and returned to the inner part of the venue with his senior brothers.

Jun Changxiao was the first to arrive. He smiled and said, "Babies, you've worked hard."

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched as goosebumps appeared all over their bodies.

Jun Changxiao put his hand on Xiao Ziji's shoulder. While taking out the secret manual and spirit stones, he said, "In order to celebrate our sect's victory in the Inter-Sect Tournament, I've decided to bring you all to the best restaurant for a meal!"

"I want to drink!" Seven Fields said.

"Let's go, let's go!"

Many of the spectating cultivators left the stage one after another. Seeing Jun Changxiao walk out with his disciples, the contempt in their eyes was replaced by awe.

In a world where martial arts were respected, one spoke with their fists.

The five disciples had directly taken the top four spots. They had already used their fists to tell them not to underestimate the ninth-rate Iron Bone Righteous Sect!

"Damn it!"

The Xiao Clan Elders who walked out from the other entrance looked at the Iron Bone Righteous Sect disciples who swaggered away. Their eyes were filled with anger.

Just at this time, a Clan Elder passed by. He cupped his hands and smiled, "Congratulations to Xiao Clan's direct descendant for winning the Inter-Sect Tournament."

"Aiya!"

He patted his head and said, "I forgot, I forgot. Xiao Ziji has already been expelled by you all. He is no longer a direct descendant of Xiao Clan since five years ago."

A Xiao Clan Elder said angrily, "Song Shizhen, why are you being so sarcastic? Do you want to fight!"

The other elders glared angrily at him.

They were already irritated, and this fellow was purposely provoking them. They would definitely not be able to take it.

"I just said it casually. Everyone, please don't take it to heart." Song Shizhen had achieved his goal. He cupped his hands and left.

When he came to the front of the crowd, someone joked, "Clan Elder Song, Xiao Clan is very annoyed now. Aren't you just rubbing salt on their wounds?"

Song Shizhen sighed, "Sigh, I really forgot about it."

"Speaking of which, Xiao Ziji's physical body has become so terrifying in the past five years. The Xiao Clan really made a bad move by expelling him."

"In my opinion, when the news of Xiao Ziji winning the Inter-Sect Tournament spreads out, Xiao Clan will be treated as a laughing stock again."

The upper echelons of the various clans did not care about the Xiao Clan's feelings and discussed as they walked.

"Damn it!"

The Xiao Clan Elders were furious.

The Xiao Clan's First Elder, who had not spoken since the beginning, looked at the direction Xiao Ziji left. His eyes were gloomy and filled with killing intent.

Five years ago, that woman came to break the engagement and the Xiao Clan became a laughing stock.

Five years later, when he won the Inter-Sect Tournament, the Xiao Clan would definitely become a laughing stock again.

This was intolerable, absolutely intolerable!

…

"Come!"

In a private room of the most luxurious restaurant in Liyang City, Jun Chang Xiao held a bowl and said, "Cheers!"

As he said that, he raised his head and drank all the wine in the bowl.

Li Qingyang, Su Xiaomo, Tian Qi, and Xiao Ziji all drank all the wine in the bowl.

Lu Qianqian did not drink but ate quietly.

"Damn!"

"What kind of food is this, it tastes so bad!"

"It can't even be compared to what Du Du made!"

After eating Liu Wanshi's food, eating the food made by these ordinary chefs felt like eating coarse grain and was hard to swallow.

Sigh.

His mouth was getting picky.

Tian Qi raised his bowl and said, "If not for the Sect Leader, I, Tian Qi, would just be a medicinal ingredient in their eyes. This bowl of wine, disciple will first toast!"

As he said that, he drank all the wine in the bowl.

His disciple had won the championship and was proud of Iron Bone. He had also completed the epic mission. Jun Changxiao was in a good mood, so he also raised his bowl and drank all the wine.

Su Xiaomo immediately raised his bowl and grinned, "If not for the Sect Leader, I, Su Xiaomo, would probably still be an outer sect disciple in other sects. This bowl of wine, disciple will toast you!"

Jun Changxiao curled his lips and said, "You guys are trying to make me drunk."

After drinking a bowl of wine with Su Xiaomo, Li Qingyang stood up and said, "I am very lucky to have met the Sect Leader and joined Iron Bone, becoming your fellow sect member. This bowl of wine will toast the Sect Leader, as well as the Senior Sister and Junior Brother."

As expected of someone who came from a family, he had a way with words.

"Drink!"

Jun Changxiao raised his wine, looking like he would not refuse anyone.

After the Senior Brothers had all toasted, Xiao Ziji also stood up and said, "Sect Leader, I am not good with words and don't know what to say. This bowl of wine will toast you!"

"Gulp, gulp!"

He raised his neck and drank all the wine in the bowl. His entire face immediately turned red. It seemed that he was not good at drinking.

"A bunch of idiots." Lu Qianqian said indifferently.

Everyone drank in the restaurant for more than two hours and drank two jars of wine. The five of them were also drunk.

Perhaps it was because of the long period of depression that was released in the sect competition, the drunk Xiao Ziji hugged the empty wine jar and cried like a child.

… ….

Jun Changxiao stayed in Liyang City for a night.

After waking up the next day, he brought his five disciples back. Walking on the streets, the martial artists who had mocked and despised him had long changed their expressions.

Trash? Trash sect?

After sweeping the top four in the sect competition, they no longer existed.

Jun Changxiao walked on the streets with his head held high and his chest puffed out. Finally, he brought his disciples out of the city under everyone's gaze.

However …

After walking for dozens of miles, out of the boundary of Liyang City, there were shadows moving in the bushes.

Lu Qianqian and Li Qingyang discovered it. The two of them placed their hands on the hilt of their swords at the same time, ready to unsheathe at any time.

"Heh."

Jun Changxiao placed his hands behind his back and said indifferently: "People of the martial arts world, why do you have to hide your head and show your tail?"

"Shua!" "Shua!"

In an instant, dozens of black-clothed men rushed out from the bushes and surrounded them. Their eyes flashed with anger and killing intent.

Jun Changxiao was speechless as he thought to himself: "The direct descendant of the family was oppressed, and they came to take revenge so quickly. The villains are really stupid. If I were the protagonist of a novel, the readers would definitely think that I have a halo that lowers their intelligence."