2: Eleventh-grade talent disciple

"The starter pack is that awesome? You're not lying to me, are you?" Jiang Chen looked suspicious.

The peak of Canglan Continent was the legendary Great Emperor Expert, capable of destroying heaven and earth. If the system's starter pack could help him break through to Great Emperor, wouldn't that be incredibly satisfying?

Of course, the system's words were debatable in terms of credibility. After all, if it was already so powerful from the start, what would it need him for? Just to play around?

"Ding, the system has no lie setting. Everything is spoken truthfully. Does Host wish to claim the starter pack now?" The system's emotionless voice sounded.

"Claim it, claim it now." Jiang Chen's voice was a little excited.

Since the system said so, what more did he have to doubt?

[Ding, starter pack is being issued.]

[Ding, obtained First Level Great Emperor cultivation, obtained ultimate dao emperor weapon Dragon Soul Sword, obtained one great emperor peak summoning card, obtained ten billion high-grade spirit stones, obtained one sect module.]

As the sound fell, the aforementioned items appeared in Jiang Chen's system inventory, and the Great Emperor cultivation was directly infused into Jiang Chen's body.

"Holy crap! Taking off, it's really taking off. The system truly is an honest and good son!" Feeling the influx of power, Jiang Chen let out a comfortable sound.

His cultivation level shot up like a rocket, quickly breaking through from the Body Tempering Realm to First Level Great Emperor.

"Boom! Boom!"

As Jiang Chen broke through to First Level Great Emperor, a terrifying aura erupted from his body.

The sky was covered in dark clouds, lightning surged, the surrounding space instantly cracked, and nearby mountains and earth crumbled inch by inch, as if the end of the world had arrived.

"Ah?" Seeing this, Jiang Chen looked astonished and hurriedly reined in his aura.

If he allowed it to continue spreading, all living beings within a few thousand li would be destroyed.

"Hiss, a Great Emperor Expert is truly terrifying." Looking at everything around him, Jiang Chen was filled with shock.

He found it a little hard to believe that he had caused this.

He now felt as if his body possessed boundless power.

And the surrounding world, in his eyes, was like a controllable puppet, as if he were the master of this world.

"Master, you can't blame me. I really couldn't hold back just now. I'll burn more beautiful women's picture collections for you in the future, okay?" Jiang Chen scanned the flattened main peak of Qingtian Sect and awkwardly scratched his head.

His cheap master, let alone a tombstone, probably didn't even have a speck of dust left, completely vanished between heaven and earth.

"Good sword, good sword." Jiang Chen took out the Dragon Soul Sword from his system inventory and examined it carefully, his eyes full of affection.

This sword was three chi long, entirely golden, and radiated cold light.

A majestic dragon-shaped phantom lingered around the sword body, emitting bursts of roars.

Making the birds and beasts within a hundred li prostrate on the ground, trembling.

Just as Jiang Chen was playing with the Dragon Soul Sword.

A young voice sounded not far away, "Grandpa, the roar is in that direction, and the rare treasure should be there too."

An old voice reprimanded, "Although your grandpa is old, my ears aren't deaf. You can hear it, but your grandpa can't?"

Soon, an old man and a young boy flew over, landing near Jiang Chen.

They stared intently at the Dragon Soul Sword in Jiang Chen's hand, revealing greedy expressions.

As for Jiang Chen himself, they completely ignored him due to his lack of aura, only thinking of him as someone who had gotten lucky and coincidentally picked up a treasured sword.

Because just now, when the sky changed color and lightning flashed, they were hundreds of li away, thinking a rare treasure had appeared, so they rushed over.

Unexpectedly, upon flying nearby, they heard the dragon's roar that made all beasts submit, so they followed the sound to Jiang Chen's location.

"This sword is so powerful, it must be at least Saint-grade. Today, it's truly like smoke rising from our ancestral graves, we've hit the jackpot!" The old man stared at the sword in Jiang Chen's hand, extremely excited.

(Spirit Tool, Treasure Tool, King Tool, Emperor Tool, Saint Tool, Emperor Weapon, ultimate dao emperor weapon)

One must know that a Saint-grade weapon was something even Saint Realm Experts would covet, and even most Quasi-Emperors used Saint Tools.

One can imagine how exaggerated the value of the sword in Jiang Chen's hand was, but this sword was already within his grasp.

"Boy, quickly present the sword in your hand to this old ancestor. If this old ancestor is pleased, perhaps I can even spare your life," the old man said with a disdainful expression to Jiang Chen, who was still playing with the sword.

He wasn't afraid of Jiang Chen playing any tricks, because within a radius of ten thousand li, he was the sole king.

"Hurry up, my grandpa is a Heaven Soul Peak expert. If you displease him, he won't even leave you a complete corpse," the young boy echoed, his face full of mockery.

"Heh, actually trying to rob me, truly deserving of death." Jiang Chen glanced at the old man and the young boy, revealing a playful sneer.

He grabbed the Dragon Soul Sword and threw it towards the old man.

"Hmm, let the sword fly a little longer." Jiang Chen stood still, watching the show.

He had discovered their whereabouts long ago, but seeing their low cultivation, he hadn't paid much attention.

Now that they dared to bully him, if they didn't see Jesus, who would?

"Hmph, quite sensible." The old man saw the sword flying towards him and extended his left hand with a smile, preparing to grasp the sword.

"No!!" Suddenly, the old man let out an earth-shattering roar.

Before his hand could even touch the sword body, it was severed by the sword qi, and then the Dragon Soul Sword, without losing momentum, instantly pierced through his chest, pinning him to a nearby hillside.

"You are... Venerable..." The old man looked at Jiang Chen with lifeless eyes, and before he could finish his sentence, he completely breathed his last.

"Grandpa!" The young boy cried out in terror, flying to the old man's side. "Grandpa, what's wrong? Don't die, what will I do if you die?"

The young boy's voice trembled, clearly terrified.

Jiang Chen appeared beside the old man like a ghost, a smile on his face. "Old man, don't blame me. I gave you the sword, but you couldn't grasp it yourself."

With a flick of his hand, the Dragon Soul Sword reappeared in his grasp.

"Senior, spare me, please! It's not my fault, it was this beast of a grandpa who brought me here. I've long found this old beast displeasing to the eye. Now that senior is acting on behalf of heaven, it's truly gratifying!"

The young boy knelt on the ground, trembling and kowtowing repeatedly, begging for mercy.

If he still didn't understand that Jiang Chen was a hidden old monster with concealed cultivation, then he would have lived these past ten-plus years in vain.

Now, he could only distance himself from his grandpa and see if he could escape with his life.

"Grandpa, I had no choice," the young boy muttered inwardly.

"Heh!" Looking at the young boy on the ground, Jiang Chen sneered and directly gave him a fatal blow.

For such scum, sending him to meet his grandpa quickly was the best outcome.

[Ding, an Eleventh-Grade Talent Disciple has been discovered, evaluated as a Personal Disciple. Host, quickly recruit him into the sect.]

As soon as Jiang Chen dealt with the two, he heard the system's broadcast.

"Oh? An Eleventh-Grade Talent Personal Disciple, what's going on?" Hearing the system's voice, Jiang Chen showed a puzzled expression.

The system had only mentioned the rewards for recruiting disciples, but not the talent required to become these three types of disciples. He really didn't know what this Eleventh-Grade Talent was about.

[Ding, talents are divided into twelve grades. To become the Host's Personal Disciple, a talent of Grade 10 or higher is required. To become an Inner Sect Disciple, a talent of Grade 8 to 9 is required. To become an Outer Sect Disciple, a talent of Grade 6 to 7 is required.]

[The system only detects disciples with Grade 8 talent or higher. Outer Sect Disciples need to be recruited by the Host personally.]

"Heh! So that's how it is. The first one is a Personal Disciple, system, your efficiency is quite high!" Looking at the position of the Eleventh-Grade Talent Disciple on the panel, Jiang Chen was excited.

He was about to open a legendary treasure chest, and he was a little thrilled.