The Strongest Sect of All Times

What the modified tear-gas bomb released was not some simple tear gas, but a strange smog that caused the inhaler to remember their most painful memories, thus causing them to lose control of their emotions and bawl their eyes out. 

Jun Changxiao had many painful memories. 

For example, foolishly dying and foolishly transmigrating into Falling Star Continent, this place with unfamiliar people and customs. 

The thing he was most upset about before transmigrating was that he was single; the thing he was most upset about after transmigration was that he was still single!

He more the thought about it, the more sad he felt and his tears bubbled out like spring water. 

Seeing that his sect head was unable to restrain his tears, Xiao Zuiji was dumbfounded, but he never looked away from the Drizzle Pavilion’s headquarters. 

Gazhi—

Suddenly, the entrance to the cavern was opened. 

Hu-hu!

A white smog billowed out, rising into the sky. 

Several birds flew into the smog and crashed into the stone walls, their small eyes twinkling with tears. 

Xiao Zuiji saw all this through the 8x Scope and his eyes immediately went wide.

Good heavens!

Why is even the bird crying?

At that time, an assassin walked out of the cave entrance with his head in his hands, tears leaving a trace on the ground as he bawled. 

Xiao Zuiji locked onto his target and was preparing to open fire, but he was flabbergasted a second later. 

Other assassins rushed out from the cave, their faces also blotchy from tears, crying like they had just gotten their hearts broken, like… like young maidens who had just received the curse of a lifetime!

“Father, mother, your child is unfilial and cannot stay by your side!”

“Little Red, I miss you!”

“Second Uncle, I want to eat oranges!”

The assassins had been affected by the tear gas and were all remembering their sad memories, crying like they were in great pain and grieving life, shrieking and howling wildly. 

Some had even less control of their emotions, feeling like they had shamed their family and ancestors, ruthlessly smacking their heads into the stone walls. 

Humans, who did not have some painful memories?

Those memories were just usually concealed well, only remembered during sleepless nights. 

Today, under the effects of the tear gas, these people thoroughly opened their hearts. They let down their feigned strength, happily crying their hearts out. 

“Wah, wah, wah…”

Wailing echoed through the air, accompanied by a waterfall of tears. 

Jun Changxiao heard the weeping and his own sad thoughts bubbled up once more, directly dropping to the ground and crying like his life depended on it. 

With the sect head crying behind him and the assassins crying in front of him, Xiao Zuiji’s face was splendid to see. He was finally overwhelmed and wondered, “What the hell is this?”

…

The white smog quickly spread, covering the entire cavern at an extremely quick rate. 

Soon, more than 60 assassins gathered outside the cave, bitterly weeping into their hands. 

Those people who were usually cold-blooded and brutal, who could kill without batting an eye, were all crouching outside and wailing — it was an unbelievable scene. 

Cry if you want, but why did you all come outside?

Because they were all professional assassins; if they were not assassinating someone, they were on the road towards assassinating someone. 

But now?

They had been trapped inside by someone else, not daring to even step outside; they were feeling oppressed and aggrieved!

It was just that unfortunate. So under the effects of the tear gas, each and every one of them lost control and walked outside. 

Motherfucker. 

We’ll just stand here, come kill us if you can!

Xiao Zuiji did not need the scope to aim now, as firing randomly towards the entrance would guarantee a hit. 

Rumble!

At this moment, the front door of the cavern closed. 

It had been closed by assassins who hadn’t inhaled too much of the smog, but were still behind the door crying. 

“Hateful!”

“Crying like this is such a disgrace!”

Scorpion and Venomous Snake walked over, scolding the dozen or so assassins that remained in the cave. 

The cavern the two had been inside was quite deep and so the tear gas hadn’t been able to reach them. Then, when the front doors opened, all the smog had billowed outside, allowing them to luckily escape. 

“That Ironbone Sect is too weird. In my opinion, we must ask the Pavilion Master to come out!” Venomous Snake solemnly said. 

“Oh.”

Scorpion sighed, then walked down a passageway, stopping in front of the stone door into a secret room. 

He was silent for a moment before collecting his courage and yelling, “Pavilion Master, there’s a big problem!”

…

Ten minutes passed quickly and Jun Changxiao suddenly stopped crying. With a ‘whoosh’, he jumped to his feet and inquired, “What’s the situation?”

He was crying like his heart had been gouged out just a moment ago, but his tears were suddenly traded for a serious expression. The change made Xiao Zuiji almost faint. 

“Sect Head,” he solemnly said. “There are 65 assassins outside, all crouching there crying.”

“Make way, this lord will kill them.”

“Ok.”

Xiao Zuiji quickly moved out of the way and Jun Changxiao lay down, pressing his red-rimmed eyes to the scope and saw the wailing assassins. 

“I do not need to use the enhanced mode to massacre them.”

He quickly aimed and had his finger on the trigger.

Just as he was preparing to open fire, the stone doors slowly opened. 

“Huh?” Jun Changxiao instinctually looked up and saw a woman in black walk out. Through the scope, he could tell that the woman was beautifully proportioned, her chest especially visually impactful. 

“Wah… Pavilion Master…” the assassins crying outside called out. 

Fuck me. 

Drizzle Pavilion’s master is a woman?

Jun Changxiao moved his vision upward, locking on to the woman’s face. 

A sharp jawline, a pair of phoenix eyes, two curved willow leaf eyebrows, a fine jade nose, creamy white skin, and vermilion lips — a beauty above worldly affairs. 

If Lu Qianqian was an icy and arrogant snow lotus, the Drizzle Pavilion Master was a blooming red rose. 

Jun Changxiao was speechless. “How can the master of an assassin organization be such an attractive woman?”

At this time, the Drizzle Pavilion Master turned her head, bright eyes flashing. It seemed that she had caught his position. 

Was I discovered?

Jun Changxiao did not care and naturally picked up the gun and stood up. He called out, “Are you Drizzle Pavilion’s pavilion master?”

“Correct,” the woman responded. Her voice was very clear, but it was dark and cold. 

While she had been in cultivation, 20 of her subordinates had died, and two of her trump-card assassins had been killed or tied up. Obviously, she was not in a good mood. 

Jun Changxiao lightly said, “So many of your subordinates have died but you, the pavilion master, only just came out. Not very competent.”

The Drizzle Pavilion Master’s voice was chilling, “Who are you?”

Although she had learned from Venomous Snake that the sneak attacker probably had relations with the Ironbone Sect, she had to confirm it. 

Jun Changxiao said, “You’ve received the Spirit Spring Sect’s wealth and tried to assassinate this lord again and again, shouldn't the pavilion master already know?”

This lord? The pavilion master’s eyebrows furrowed. “Are you the Ironbone Sect’s head, Jun Changxiao?”

“Correct,” confirmed Jun Changxiao. 

Scorpion and Venomous Snake also looked startled. Obviously they hadn't expected that the sneak attacker was not the Ironbone Sect’s disciple, but the leader of the sect!

Drizzle Pavilion’s master smiled, saying, “Since Sect Head Jun has personally acted, it really makes this maiden flattered.”

Bang—

Suddenly, a loud sound echoed. Not far away from her, a sobbing assassin was pierced through the chest, collapsing onto the ground and dying. 

Jun Changxiao said, “The leader of an assassin organization calls herself a maiden, this lord feels ashamed for you.”

The pavilion master’s face was immediately frosty. 

But she was secretly startled. After all, that arc of light had shot here too quickly. If the one attacked had been herself, even dodging would have been difficult. 

Was that the Invincible Might Cannon?

No wonder my subordinates would fall one after another!

“Sect Head Jun.”

The pavilion master calmed down and twirled her hair. With a smile, she said, “Offending an assassin organization is not a sensible choice.”

Bang—

Jun Changxiao opened fire once more, killing another assassin. He said, “You seem to have misunderstood. This lord did not come here to offend you, but came here to exterminate your Drizzle Pavilion.”