The Strongest Sect of All Times

The Holy Spring Sect disciples found it hard to accept that Mo Shangfei had been beaten into unconsciousness and therefore had their hands on their sword hilts, seeming ready to make a move. 

Lu Qianqian, Su Xiaomo and the others were also ready — so long as you dare to act, we will definitely draw our swords!

At this moment, the Ironbone Unyielding Sect’s unyielding iron bones were decisively manifested!

Back in the Black Wind Stronghold, a disciple had feared death and did not hesitate to leave the sect to join the bandits, disappointing Jun Changxiao.

Now, facing the Holy Spring Sect, these disciples not only showed no fear, but dared to roll up their sleeves to fight a powerful enemy? This could only make him proud. 

I do not have extravagant demands for my disciples, like asking for remarkable talent or what not. 

I do not care if my disciple’s background is noble or not. 

I only hope that my disciples have sincere hearts and will regard themselves as one with the Ironbone Unyielding Sect, dying together, gaining riches and honor together. 

“Sect Head Jun.”

The Holy Spring Sect’s Third Elder sneered, “What are your disciples trying to do?”

Jun Changxiao calmly responded, “Whatever your disciples are trying to do is what my disciples are doing. Don’t pretend to be confused for this Lord.”

If his disciples showed such courage, but he himself was timid, why should he be a sect leader? Why should he be the protagonist?

Damn!

Aren’t you all just brittle sticks?

This Lord’s Irretractable Saber has been unable to tolerate its bloodthirst!

At that moment, Jun Changxiao wished he could take off his robes, revealing an azure dragon on his left and a white tiger on his right. He would then pick up the saber and smack his chest, wagging a finger at his opponent and roaring, “Come at me!”

No wonder he was so calm, he actually had the Irretractable Saber as backup. 

Qin Haoran and the others smiled. 

Daring to show such resentment to the Holy Spring Sect elders, you and your disciples will find it hard to leave today.

In the meantime, Xie Guangkun came out to placate: “Elder Si, Sect Head Jun. This is just an exchange between disciples. There is no need to draw swords.”

He favored Jun Changxiao and hoped that he could pass this tribulation. 

“City Lord Xie,” Qin Haoran lightly said. “Elder Si is one of the Eight Great Elders of the Holy Spring Sect. For a trivial ninth-grade sect’s sect leader to speak in such a tone is a bit presumptuous.”

“Alliance Chief Qin.” Jun Changxiao took out the sect rank plate, saying, “Please open your dog eyes wide and look clearly for this Lord. My Ironbone Sect is now an eighth-grade.”

Qin Haoran angrily said, “What did you say?”

“Did you not hear clearly?” Jun Changxiao raised his middle finger and turned his nose up. “This Lord said that you, the Hundred Sect Alliance’s alliance chief, in front of the Holy Spring Sect, is just a dog.”

It was originally nothing more than a joke, so he wasn’t going to say anything, but Alliance Chief Qin just had to walk the irregular path and directly spout some insulting words. 

Qin Haoran, as a sixth-grade sect’s leader, as the Hundred Sect Alliance’s chief, how could he tolerate being shamed like this? He immediately stopped concealing his murderous intentions. 

“Tsk, tsk.” The Holy Spring Sect’s Fifth Elder said, “An eighth-rank sect dares to arrogantly ridicule Alliance Chief Qin. It seems like he doesn’t have much dignity in Qingyang Commandery.”

This guy was also able to taunt, his utilization of words even more adept. 

Kacha!

Qin Haoren clenched his fists tightly, taking one step forward.

However, after taking one step, there was a ‘bang’ from a distant place and the flagstone several cun (3.33cm) away from his feet was turned into dust. 

Shua! Shua! Shua!

All three of the Holy Spring Sect elder’s jumped out of their seats, eyes gleaming with cold intent as they looked in the direction of that light beam. On that steep slope they discovered a person, who held some long thing belching smoke. 

Xie Guangkun and the other sect leaders also looked in the direction, their hearts trembling. 

That flowing light had been too quick, their eyes couldn’t catch it!

That thing a moment ago… a hidden weapon?

The three Holy Spring Sect elders looked at each other with blank dismay, their expressions becoming more solemn. 

They judged that with the speed and strength of that flowing light, if someone didn’t use spiritual energy to protect the body, one hit would cause heavy injuries!

“Everyone.”

Jun Changxiao leaned back into his chair, crossing his legs and clasping his hands together, placing them on his knees. With a smile, he said, “Up there is one of my sect’s disciples who is skilled in 36,000 types of hidden weapons. The hidden weapon he currently holds is named the ‘Invincible Cannon’.”

The Invincible Cannon?

The audience was bewildered; obviously none of them had ever heard of it. 

Jun Changxiao added, “Alliance Chief Qin, that shot a moment ago was just a warning. If you feel that my Ironbone Sect is easy to bully, this Lord does not mind ordering the disciple to shoot once more.”

The Holy Spring Sect’s three elders were Martial Ancestors, Qin Haoran was also a Martial Ancestor. 

Surrounded by experts, Xiao Zuiji still dared to open fire as a warning — this was quite bold. 

Xie Guangkun thought, Sect Head Jun is quite the expert!

After being warned, Qin Haoran’s expression was exceptionally ugly. After slightly considering, he stepped back. 

That flowing light had hit right in front of him, the power and speed causing his heart to tremble with fear. 

Whether the Type 88 rifle’s bullets, which were condensed from a low-grade crystal, could one-shot a Martial Ancestor was hard to determine. But one thing was certain: it would be difficult to dodge the high-speed shot. 

It was easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to dodge a stab in the dark. 

Alliance Chief Qin was a bit afraid that the disciple would use the hidden weapon again. 

Moreover, this was a matter between the Ironbone Sect and the Holy Spring Sect, why should he change from guest to host?

Of course. 

Since he was called a dog, his fury was hard to swallow. 

The Ironbone Sect and the Hundred Sects Alliance, which had previously just gone separate ways, had now torn all semblance of decorum to shreds. 

…

Xiao Zuiji’s warning shot shocked Alliance Chief Qin and the various sect leaders, and also deterred the Holy Spring Sect disciples. 

Even if they had the impulse to draw their swords, they had no intention to follow through. After all, there was that Ironbone Sect disciple above them, who was skilled in more than 30,000 kinds of hidden weapons!

“Hmph.” The Holy Spring Sect’s Third Elder indifferently said, “Sect Head Jun is so arrogant, this Si actually wants to learn some of your brilliant tricks.”

The Holy Spring Sect’s goal for this exchange was to humiliate the Ironbone Sect, letting others know that even a disciple they had expelled could not be provoked. 

But now?

The disciple they sent out was beaten by the Ironbone Sect disciple!

Reality did not follow their thoughts, which they found hard to accept. Therefore, they directly initiated an exchange between an elder and Sect Head Jun Changxiao. 

Qin Haoran and the others sneered. 

Martial Ancestor level Elder Si had initiated a fight. If Jun Changxiao accepted the challenge, he would definitely be beaten from a tiger into a dog. 

“Can I reject it?” Jun Changxiao asked, scratching his nose. 

It wasn’t that he was afraid to fight, since he had the Strength Talisman and the Irretractable Saber. The problem was without a system mission, fighting was a loss for him. 

A figure from a sixth-grade sect said, “You are a sect leader, the one who challenged is a sect elder. If you refuse, then you will be mocked by others in Jianghu.”

“Oh.” 

Jun Changxiao made a sound of understanding. 

You motherfucker!

Quickly give me a side mission, let me openly fight him!

Unfortunately, there was no response from the system…

Third Elder said, “Sect Head Jun, do you dare accept this challenge?”

Both his eyes and tone were filled with disdain. 

This is thinking that I don’t dare accept? Jun Changxiao asked the system, “What is his cultivation, what’s his strength?”

The system responded: [First Stage Martial Ancestor. Strength is hard to accurately figure out, but… at least over 200,000 jin.]

200,000 jin? Also above that?

That was too high!

“My strength is only about 25,000 jin. Even with the Strength Talisman it would be 5 times that. That’s still way less than his 200,000.”

The system poured cold water on his spirits, adding: [The host and him not only have a strength disparity, but a realm disparity. If you accept this challenge, the probability of winning is 0%.]

The strength disparity among Martial Apprentices was not great, so it wasn’t rare for people to jump stages and defeat opponents. But a Martial Ancestor skipping over the Martial Master Realm to fight a Martial Ancestor? That was absolutely looking for death. 

Fuck, now I’m torn. 

Must I waste a Seal-Opening Talisman and use the Irretractable Saber?

“Hahaha!”

At this time, there was laughter somewhere behind him. Turning around, Jun Changxiao saw that Elder Ma had brought several Azure Mountain Sect disciples over, saying, “Elder Si is a Martial Ancestor. Initiating a challenge with Young Friend Jun, who is a Martial Apprentice, is going too far.”

Elder Si’s complexion darkened. “Ma Yunteng!”

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