Regarding everything about the Lingquan Sect, Jun Changxiao knew nothing, so he smiled and said, “Is there something?”

“Of course there’s something.”

Wei Yinu strode forward, his gaze full of disdain as he said, “You beat my Lingquan Sect’s disciples—how can you leave so peacefully?”

“What?”

“Beat Lingquan Sect disciples?”

“The Iron Bone Sect is in trouble!”

“Last year, an eighth-rate sect disciple beat up a Lingquan Sect disciple. The result was the sect leader personally bringing all the sect’s disciples to apologize at their doorstep.”

“What happened after?”

“The disciple who struck was crippled and expelled from the sect, and the eighth-rate sect compensated the Lingquan Sect quite a sum of silver.”

“So the Iron Bone Sect is really in big trouble now!”

Everyone discussed in low voices, their gazes toward Jun Changxiao carrying some sympathy.

The Long Blade Sect steward snorted coldly, thinking to himself, “Provoking the Lingquan Sect is equivalent to provoking the King of Hell. Kid, just wait for misfortune.”

When martial artists from various sects paid Jun Changxiao to provide martial learning guidance, he and the Tiger Roar Sect disciples didn’t go. After all, they had mocked the loudest earlier and were too embarrassed to go seek instruction.

Now that the Lingquan Sect elder appeared, it instantly triggered their twisted psychology, hoping to witness that fellow being severely humiliated and bullied.

“So you’re from the Lingquan Sect.”

Jun Changxiao feigned sudden understanding, nodding and saying, “That’s right, I beat them, beat…” He counted and said, “Should be about five of them.”

Five?

The martial artists from various sects’ lips twitched.

Last year, an eighth-rate sect disciple beat one, and the sect leader brought all the sect’s disciples to apologize. You beat five—probably won’t even get a chance to reconcile!

Wei Yinu said indifferently, “Since Sect Leader Jun admits it, Wei here today must seek justice for the disciples who were beaten.”

“Ding!”

“Side Quest triggered!”

Another quest?

Jun Changxiao hastily pulled up the attribute panel and saw the side quest read: Teach a lesson to the Lingquan Sect elder who came to cause trouble 0/1 [Elite Quest].

“Elite Quest?”

As an Earth person, Grand Sect Leader Jun had played online games before, which had elite quests that mostly had players take down a small-scale boss.

Elite quests typically had difficulty, but if completed, the rewards would be quite generous.

This is getting interesting, getting interesting! Jun Changxiao closed the attribute panel, rubbed his nose and said, “Your sect’s disciples molested my sect’s female disciple. This seat, being benevolent and merciful, merely gave them a small punishment, and you fucking dare to shamelessly seek justice in front of this seat?”

The martial artists from various sects were all dumbfounded.

The Iron Bone Sect leader actually brought out “fucking”—wasn’t he afraid of enraging the other party and letting things develop to an irreconcilable point?

One deliberately came to cause trouble, the other wanted to complete the quest.

Reconciliation?

Simply didn’t exist.

The Long Blade Sect steward and Tiger Roar Sect disciples secretly rejoiced.

Daring to curse in front of the hot-tempered Lingquan Sect elder—this was absolutely典型的 courting death!

Indeed.

Wei Yinu’s expression darkened, his eyes flashing with fury as he said, “Brat, you’re fucking asking for death!”

“Crack crack!”

Both fists clenched tightly, twelve rays of light appearing at his wrists.

“Tch.”

Jun Changxiao said disdainfully, “I thought the Lingquan Sect elder was some big shot. Turns out he’s just trash at the twelfth stage of Meridian Opening.”

Everyone was speechless.

You’re still a sect leader, with strength at most the fifth stage of Meridian Opening. How dare you talk about others!

Hearing the word “trash,” Wei Yinu’s fury intensified. He immediately pointed to the side and said, “Little bastard, if you have the guts, get on the Grudge Platform with this elder!”

“Swish! Swish!”

Everyone quickly cleared away, revealing a stone platform behind them about ten meters long and three meters high.

This was Qingyang City’s Grudge Platform.

Each of the four city districts had one. Martial artists couldn’t fight freely within the city—if they had any grievances, they could resolve them on the platform.

“Elder Wei has issued a challenge!”

Everyone exclaimed.

In a world that revered martial prowess, one martial artist challenging another martial artist was an extremely serious matter!

“Will Sect Leader Jun accept the battle?”

“The disparity in strength is too great. He has the right to refuse. Sect Leader Jun may have abundant martial path experience, but his cultivation level is very low. He probably won’t accept the challenge, right?”

“That may be so, but he’s a sect leader. Elder Wei issued the challenge, and comparing their positions, he must accept the battle!”

As everyone discussed, they kept watching Jun Changxiao. After all, no matter how much they speculated, the decision to accept or refuse rested with him.

“Sect Leader.”

Li Qingyang approached and said in a low voice, “On the Grudge Platform, life and death are no concern.”

“You’re kidding?”

Jun Changxiao’s expression changed slightly.

Li Qingyang looked toward Wei Yinu and said, “This disciple will accept his challenge on your behalf.”

Jun Changxiao shook his head and said, “When an elder issues a challenge, how could this seat let a disciple risk danger fighting in my stead?”

While speaking, he strode with large steps toward the Grudge Platform.

“He accepted the battle!”

“Sect Leader Jun actually accepted the battle!”

“With that little bit of cultivation, he’ll definitely be brutalized completely by Elder Wei!”

Martial artists from various sects discussed animatedly.

Among them were those with ulterior motives deliberately stirring things up, such as the Long Blade Sect steward and the Tiger Roar Sect disciples.

“Too reckless!” Lu Qianqian’s willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed slightly.

The Lingquan Sect elder had cultivation at the twelfth stage of Meridian Opening, while Jun Changxiao only had the fifth stage. With such a huge gap, wasn’t going up there seeking death?

The newly joined disciples also became worried. The sect leader was excellent in martial path knowledge, but his cultivation level was a bit low—how could he face the Lingquan Sect elder who was close to the Wutu level?

When Jun Changxiao strode onto the Grudge Platform, whether martial artists from various sects or his own disciples, no one was optimistic about him.

“Hahahaha!” Wei Yinu also mounted the Grudge Platform, laughing loudly. “Brat, if you had acted like a cowardly turtle, this elder might have spared you. Since you’ve come up, prepare to die!”

“Is that so?”

Jun Changxiao was unconcerned.

This brat is actually so calm—it’s necessary to let him know this elder’s strength!

Wei Yinu rolled up his sleeves. Both fists suddenly clenched, muscles bulging, revealing vein after vein.

“Elder Wei’s main cultivation is physical body. Without any martial technique enhancement, one punch can smash boulders weighing over two thousand catties!”

“My heavens!”

Everyone gasped.

A martial artist at the twelfth stage of Meridian Opening who, counting their own strength, could smash boulders of fifteen hundred catties was already extremely formidable!

“This is nothing.”

A Lingquan Sect disciple said proudly, “Our Elder Wei, back in the day in the wilderness, once barehanded killed a fierce beast comparable to the Wutu level!”

“What?!”

Everyone was shocked beyond measure.

A Wutu-level fierce beast, killed barehanded with Meridian Opening strength—simply terrifying to the extreme!

Although the fierce beast he killed was injured, seeing the shock appearing on the faces of martial artists from various sects, Wei Yinu looked smug and pleased with himself.

However, when his gaze turned to Jun Changxiao, he discovered him holding up his pinky finger, currently—picking his nose!

Gah!

The martial artists from various sects stood dumbstruck like wooden chickens.

On the sacred and solemn Grudge Platform, that fellow was actually doing such an unseemly thing in front of everyone!

Even more outrageous, he even picked out a large clump and flicked it onto the Lingquan Sect elder’s shoe.

“Ahhh!”

Wei Yinu seemed to have suffered a tremendous humiliation. Roaring furiously, he charged forward, his right fist condensed with power swinging out fiercely.

“Whoosh whoosh!”

The furious strike infused with twelfth-stage cultivation immediately manifested visible air waves!

Jun Changxiao stood with both hands behind his back, expression indifferent.

“Sect Leader…”

Li Qingyang’s expression was grave.

Even the usually ice-cold Lu Qianqian’s face showed rare worry.

“It’s over!”

“If that fellow gets hit, he’ll either die or be severely injured!”

“Boom!”

A muffled sound rang out, stirring up waves of wind that blew everyone’s hair, sleeves, and hems into disarray.