The Strongest Sect of All Times

After seeing the tasks, Jun Changxiao was speechless.

Help the villagers of Qingyang Village clean the courtyard, fertilize the fields, serve dishes, write letters… Were these sect missions or were they just chores?

The system said, [If Host feels that these tasks are not difficult, Host can pull down on the list and refresh.]

“Will I need to spend points?"

[10 points.]

"No need, it’s okay."

Jun Changxiao took another look at the tasks and tapped his chin. "It's just sweeping the floor and picking weeds, not difficult at all. It’s just… There are so many tasks, how can I do them all?”

The system reminded, [Sect missions are completed by the disciples. Host should focus on main, side, hidden, and epic missions.]

"So that's how it is."

He had his own tasks, while the other sect members had theirs. The division of labor in the system was quite clear.

Jun Changxiao said, "The recommendation index of one star and two stars is representative of the reward given after completion of the mission?"

[Correct.] 

The system added, [The more recommended stars, the harder the mission.]

"Makes sense."

Jun Changxiao stood up and swung his arms, lazily stretching. “Qingyang! Gather the disciples at the martial arts stage, this Lord has tasks to distribute."

"Yes."

Li Qingyang did as ordered, but he was puzzled. "Tasks?"

……

On the martial arts stage, all the disciples were neatly gathered.

Xiao Zuiji was present too. Not only had he taken a shower, he had also changed into the Ironbone Sect's uniform.

This former superior-grade genius had untied his long hair, letting it flutter behind him. With clear skin and sculptured looks, he was quite striking. 

However, in the past five years, he had tasted both the warmth and the coldness of the world. His eyes were distant and indifferent, incompatible with the disciples around him.

Jun Changxiao knew that his previous words only allowed Xiao Zuiji to temporarily restore some confidence. It would take some time for him to fully cheer up.

"Sect Head,” Li Qingyang said. “The disciples are all here.”

“Cough, cough.” Jun Changxiao stood with his hands behind his back and said, “You have been with the Ironbone Sect for some time now. Are you all satisfied?”

“Satisfied!" Every disciple yelled in harmony.

They ate and drank, some even broke through cultivation realms. They were not only satisfied, but fully content.

Jun Changxiao's expression suddenly hardened. "But this Lord can't support you all the time, right?"

The disciples looked at each other in shock.

Lu Qianqian coldly responded, "Sect Head, just say it."

This woman was still like that!

Jun Changxiao continued, "Since you are members of the Ironbone Sect, you must do your best for the development of the sect."

"I'm willing to contribute!"

Jun Changxiao nodded. "Recently, the villagers of Qingyang Village have encountered a little trouble. In order to promote the Ironbone Sect, I have decided to send you to help them."

“Yes!" the disciples shouted in unison.

Jun Changxiao began to delegate tasks. 

“Qingyang, most of the villagers in Qingyang Village are illiterate, so you help them write letters."

"What?"

Li Qingyang was dumbfounded. He was from an aristocratic family. Of course he knew how to read and write, but the Sect head was tasking him with writing letters for the villagers?

"Not happy?"

"Disciple is willing!” Li Qingyang hurriedly said.

[Ding! Task has been delegated.] 

[Task Overview: Zhao Xiucai of Qingyang Village has symptoms of typhoid fever. The villagers urgently need someone to replace him and write letters.

Status: Incomplete. 0/3 Days.

Receiving Disciple: Li Qingyang.

Reward: Upon completion, Host will receive 1 achievement point and 1 contribution point.]

There’s also a reward for me?

Jun Changxiao was pleased and explained, "Qingyang, Zhao Xiucai of Qingyang Village got typhoid fever, so please write letters for the villagers on his behalf for three days."

"Three days?” Li Qingyang's mouth twitched. "Understood."

Jun Changxiao continued, "Wang Dazhen of Qingyang Village is normally nice to this Lord. Qianqian, you can help her clean the courtyard and do housework."

Li Qingyang was feeling much better now. He had to write letters, but Senior Sister had to do housework.

"I do not know how,” Lu Qianqian said coldly.

Jun Chang shrugged. “If you don't know how, learn.”

"Can't you go?"

“No. This is your task and this Lord's order.”

“Ok,” Lu Qianqian compromised.

[Ding! Task has been delegated.]

[Task Overview: Wang Dazhen needs someone to clean the courtyard and do housework.

Status: Incomplete. 0/5 days.

Receiving Disciple: Lu Qianqian.

Reward: Upon completion, Host will receive 1 achievement point and 1 contribution point.]

Jun Changxiao said, "Just help Wang Dazhen clean up the house for five days."

"Five days?” Lu Qianqian frowned.

Jun Changxiao spared her a brief glance before turning to the rest of the group. His gaze then landed on Xiao Zuiji. 

“I have inconvenienced Grandma Sun of Qingyang Village in the past. Help her fertilize and water the vegetables.”

The disciples: "…"

“Ah." Xiao Zuiji stared at him blankly. 

When the system sent a task delegation notification, Jun Changxiao explained, “Help Sun Tianni with the fields for five days first. It will be great physical exercise."

The disciples were still speechless.

There were many ways to exercise the physical body. But carrying buckets of water, chopping firewood, collecting manure… It was a bit unconventional.

The task of collecting manure was not something that should be given to any disciple with a good background, as it was dirty and smelly. However, Xiao Zuiji didn't care. 

“Sect Head, I understand."

Jun Changxiao continued with another disciple. “Su Xiaomo, go and help Little Egg find the lost Little Huang.” [1] 

Su Xiaomo was the third disciple, after Li Qingyang. Although he was thin and not very tall, the boy was very clever and it was most suitable for him to find something.

"Yes!"

Su Xiaomo responded.

After getting the system notification, Jun Changxiao added, "Little Huang is a dog. It's been two days since he was last seen. He probably isn't in the village, so you should look in the mountains."

"Yes!"

……

Sect Head Jun sent the disciples on missions one after another.

Strangely, all of the tasks were located in Qingyang Village. The index was between one and three stars, so most tasks were two stars.

Soon, Jun Changxiao had delegated twenty missions.

Only the tasks rated at three stars were left.

Something like ‘kill the dire wolf’ was a bit difficult. He intended to have everyone finish the simple tasks first, then choose disciples for this one.

Pah!

Jun Changxiao clapped and said, "The disciples who received a task can start. The disciples who did not receive a task, continue to practice in the sect."

"Yes!"

Every disciple responded.

When the disciples dispersed, Jun Changxiao stopped Xiao Zuiji.

"Zuiji, come to the main hall."

The two entered the great hall.

"Do you have any opinion on the task assigned by this Lord?" Jun Changxiao asked as he sat down.

Xiao Zuiji replied, "No opinion."

Jun Changxiao rested his head on his palm. “Although it may not be fun, you have to keep in mind that in order to take advantage of Heaven-sent opportunities, one must first strengthen his will and train his muscles."

"Disciple understands," Xiao Zuiji said.

Jun Changxiao tossed the Tendon Altering Sutra to him. "This is the divine-grade technique of our sect. Take it for cultivation. If you don't understand, you can ask this Lord, or you can ask your senior brothers."

"Divine-grade?" Xiao Zuiji caught the booklet, his eyes wide with incredulity.

“Tsk! Remember, this is my sect’s exclusive technique. Don't leak it to outsiders."

"Disciple understands!"

"Go to Qingyang Village and help Auntie Sun collect manure."

"Yes!"

When Xiao Zuiji stepped out of the great hall and looked at the cultivation technique with the words ‘Tendon Altering Sutra’. Unable to calm down, he asked himself, "Is this really a divine-grade technique?”

[1] Egg (dan) + Yellow (huang) —> egg yolk (dan huang)