The Strongest Sect of All Times

The three martial artists sitting in the ruins of the main hall had intense auras, giving others a sense of strength, and the air also became quite heavy. 

They were the Holy Spring Sect’s Third Elder, Fourth Elder and Fifth Elder; their cultivation bases were all at Martial Ancestor.

With three Martial Ancestor elders here at this battle, it seemed that they wanted to tell the world that the Spirit Spring Sect had connections with the Holy Spring Sect; it was not something you could casually destroy. 

To the right of these three stood a crowd of blue-clothed martial artists, the Holy Spring Sect disciples.

On the left was another group of martial artists, such as Qingyang City Lord Xie Guangkun, Hundred Sects Alliance Chief Qin Haoran, as well as many sixth-grade sect leaders from around Qingyang Commandery. 

The battle formation was great!

No wonder the Tiger Roar Sect Master had to stand outside. 

Xie Guangkun thought, Sect Head Jun, the Holy Spring Sect has sent three elders this time to pressure you. This Xie really cannot help.

A fifth-grade sect was a colossus. 

Although he was the Qingyang City Lord, he was quite helpless here. 

Qin Haoran and the sixth-grade sect leaders looked amused as they watched Jun Changxiao walk forward. 

Boy, facing this battle, can you be as arrogant as you were in Star Moon Pavilion?

Jun Changxiao and his disciples stopped outside the training field. The flagstones in front had been burnt black from when he set the Spirit Spring Sect on fire. 

The Third Elder, who sat in the middle, slowly raised his head. “Are you the Ironbone Sect’s leader?”

His eyes were sharp and his voice was sonorous!

Wisps of spirit power filled the air!

Jun Changxiao puffed up his chest and clasped his hands behind his back. Very calmly and confidently, he said, “Correct.”

The disciples standing beside him, other than Lu Qianqian, also had their chests puffed and head high, not a sliver of timidity appearing on their faces. 

What was the Ironbone Sect’s first sect rule?

To be an unyielding person, to behave unyieldingly!

Although they faced three Martial Ancestor level experts, whose aura weighed down the atmosphere, that unyielding ironbone would actually not be bent!

Xie Guangkun secretly admired them. Ironbone Unyielding Sect, totally unyielding!

Jun Changxiao, facing these three Martial Ancestors, also truly understood why the first generation sect head had chosen the name ‘Ironbone Unyielding Sect’.

At that moment, Sect Master Wang, who visited a brothel and escaped from prison, could not be beheaded. His great soul seemed to appear in the sky and spread his arms wide, gifting them with an ironbone buff, letting them confidently face a powerful enemy and be calm in the face of danger!

“Hmph.” Alliance Chief Qin snorted. He’s intentionally acting calm.

He and Xie Guangkun thought differently. Qin Haoran believed that Jun Changxiao and the Ironbone Sect disciples were only acting strong, but were actually afraid and disturbed on the inside. 

Acting?

That was not so. 

If the situation permitted it, Sect Head Jun would have summoned a mahjong board to play a game with his disciples. 

The Holy Spring Sect’s Third Elder clasped his fingers together, a lightly discernable spiritual energy gathering. With a solemn tone, he said, “And you were the one who exterminated the Spirit Spring Sect?”

The spiritual energy rippled outwards!

If it were an average person facing this, they would feel a heavy arua and would definitely collapse, frightened!

But Jun Changxiao calmly said, “Let’s not speak anymore nonsense, quickly call out that Fuck Shangfei to fight against this Lord’s disciple.”

Ha, you think you’re impressive just because your manner’s imposing?

If you have the ability, come kill me!

The Third Elder would not go kill him, because this was a frank and upright scheduled fight. If the man ignored his status and rushed to kill Jun Changxiao, Jianghu would mock him. 

Jun Changxiao had verified this point before safely provoking him. 

No matter how impressive you are, your imposing manner and looks can’t kill a person.

The system said, [If he were a Martial Emperor, just one look or a smile would disintegrate the host into nothingness.]

“…”

Jun Changxiao felt the corners of his mouth twitch. 

A Martial Emperor glancing at him like a woman would, with charming eyes and a beaming smile… That was absolutely new nightmare material!

Let’s not speak nonsense anymore? Xie Guangkun covered his face, dismayed. This boy really dares to say anything.

Alliance Chief Qin and the various sect leaders looked more excited. 

Right, right, this arrogant manner, definitely don’t lose it, continue to maintain it!

“Tsk, tsk.” The Fifth Elder on the right grinned, “A ninth-grade sect leader is pretty arrogant. No wonder you dare to kill my Holy Spring Sect’s outer disciple.”

The words ‘outer disciple’ allowed Xie Guangkun to understand that the Holy Spring Sect was telling the world that they came not because of the Spirit Spring Sect’s extermination, but for the death of their disciples.

The fact that said disciples had left the sect, and the fact that the elder ignored it to scorn the Ironbone Sect… the others had nothing to say. 

Jun Changxiao exclaimed in amazement, “The outer disciples you are talking about are the Spirit Spring Sect Leader and elders?”

“Correct,” Fifth Elder said. 

“Tsk, tsk, tsk.” Jun Changxiao said, “This Lord heard that the Holy Spring Sect was famous in Jianghu for being righteous and orthodox. I thought that Wei Yixi, who colluded with bandits and hired assassins, was just a temporary worker, but I didn’t expect him to be your honorable sect’s disciple.”

The three elders’ expressions darkened. 

“Of course.” Jun Changxiao continued, “If the Holy Spring Sect thinks that this Jun is making false accusations, I can pull out the letter between Wei Yixi and bandit Zhou Tianba as evidence of collusion.”

The three elders were silent. 

The Fourth Elder, who had not yet spoken, lightly said: “The four Wei brothers were once outer disciples, but were expelled many years ago. That he and bandits colluded is his own matter; it has nothing to do with my Holy Spring Sect.”

Fifth-grade sects also wanted to keep up appearances.

Jun Changxiao submissively responded, “Discovering the vicious natures of the four outer disciples early on and expelling them, the Holy Spring Sect is worthy of being famously orthodox. This Jun admires, admires!”

“…”

The crowd felt the corners of their mouths twitch. 

Xie Guangkun thought, This boy’s words are really fierce. No wonder Situ Wang was so angered he spat blood on the scene. 

Now that Wei Yixi had been tagged with the ‘expelled’ label, the Holy Spring Sect could naturally no longer self-righteously look for trouble because their outer disciple had been killed. 

“Sect Head Jun.” Third Elder lightly said, “The war declaration clearly states that my Holy Spring Sect’s inner disciple Mo Shangfei would be fighting against you, not an Ironbone Sect disciple.”

Jun Changxiao shrugged. “This Lord is the leader of a sect. It wouldn’t be good to win against your honorable sect’s disciple. Therefore, disciple against disciple would be the fairest.”

Qin Haoran’s eyes were filled with scorn. It’s almost like you could actually win against the Holy Spring Sect’s inner disciple.

The Holy Spring Sect elders glanced at each other, quickly reaching some tacit understanding. 

Third Elder said, “Such being the case, then my sect’s disciples will ask for advice from the Ironbone Sect’s talented disciples.”

“Shangfei.”

He beckoned the disciple over. “Go fight.”

“Yes!”

The disciple named Mo Shangfei walked up. 

This guy was tall and strong, his revealed muscles looking very solid. It seemed he had an unordinary amount of strength. 

Jun Changxiao wondered, What’s his cultivation?

The system supplied, [Eighth Stage Martial Apprentice, his pure physical strength should be around 17,000 jin.]

“So high?”

Jun Changxiao frowned. 

The Long Sabre Gate’s master was a Ninth Stage Martial Apprentice, but his strength had been 14,000 jin. A Holy Spring Sect disciple with one stage lower actually had 3000 jin more, meaning that the disciple’s natural talent was very high!

“Qingyang.”

In a low voice, Jun Changxiao warned, “The opponent is not weak, be careful.”

“En.”

Li Qingyang took a step toward the center of the field. Separated from Mo Shangfei by several meters, he humbly said, “Ironbone Unyielding Sect, Li Qingyang.”

The Holy Spring Sect’s Fifth Elder picked at his ear. “Sect Head Jun, my sect’s disciple is Eighth Stage Martial Apprentice. You sent out a Fourth Stage Martial Apprentice, are you not intentionally delivering him to a beating?”

[1] The guy’s name is Mo Shangfei. Jun Changxiao actually says ‘Grass Shangfei’ but the character ‘grass’ (cao) is used as slang for ‘fuck’ (cao)