Behind him were the Ai Family, the three million six hundred thousand people of Qingyang City, and an elder from the Cangshan Sect. Was Jun Changxiao afraid?

Being a person of iron bones and doing deeds of iron bones!

Afraid of what?

Even without these strong backers, if Jun Changxiao dared to come wreck the place, he definitely wasn’t afraid!

Therefore, for the first time with the bearing of a sect leader, before the various powers of Qingyang Commandery and before over fifty bigwigs of the Hundred Sects Alliance, he formally issued a challenge to the Righteous Qi Gate!

“Crack!”

Qin Haoran clenched his fists tightly, gritting his teeth in hatred. “My Righteous Qi Gate accepts battle!”

Family Head Ai supporting Jun Changxiao had dealt him a severe blow.

At this moment, he couldn’t wait to immediately start the exchange and have his sect’s disciples ruthlessly crush the Iron Bones Clanging Sect’s disciples hundreds of times to resolve the hatred in his heart!

Cangshan Sect’s Wang Donglin supporting them?

Sorry, this is a proper exchange. Even if you strongly support the Iron Bones Clanging Sect, you can only watch.

Sect Leader Qin was overthinking things a bit.

Although Wang Donglin’s appearance showed his intention to support Jun Changxiao, he was just standing there as a presence and definitely wouldn’t interfere with their exchange.

“Swish!”

Sect Leader Qin swept his sleeve and walked down from the great hall’s high platform, stopping in the training grounds.

“Swish! Swish!”

A thousand disciples surged out from the inner courtyard, neatly arrayed behind him. The momentum could be called tremendous.

The twenty disciples standing in the front two rows locked onto Li Qingyang and the others, some with grave gazes, some with contemptuous looks.

These were the Righteous Qi Gate’s elite disciples.

Especially the ten in the front row—they were personal disciples hand-trained by Qin Haoran. Both their cultivation and spiritual roots were quite good.

“Indeed matches the intelligence.”

Jun Changxiao thought to himself, “This Righteous Qi Gate has three Superior-Grade Spiritual Root disciples.”

Through the surveillance function of the flashy sunglasses, he could clearly analyze the qualifications and cultivation of the Righteous Qi Gate’s ten personal disciples.

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you’ll never lose a battle.

Great Sect Leader Jun had already commanded the Drizzle Hall to investigate the Righteous Qi Gate’s background while Li Qingyang and the others were in closed-door cultivation.

Without exaggeration.

The three Superior-Grade Spiritual Root disciples—where they lived, how many people in their families, how many acres in their fields, what livestock in their pens—all investigated crystal clear.

The ten personal disciples standing in the front row had formidable strength.

From left to right, the three Superior-Grade Spiritual Roots were respectively: one First-Rank Wushi, two Peak Wutu.

The remaining seven disciples, though all Medium-Grade Spiritual Roots, made up for lack of talent with cultivation—respectively three Ninth-Rank Wutu and four Eighth-Rank Wutu!

As a sect second only to Fifth-Rate sects, recruiting three Superior-Grade Spiritual Roots with someone breaking through to Wushi was a normal thing.

However, no Supreme-Grade Spiritual Roots.

Even Fifth-Rate sects, if they had Supreme-Grade Spiritual Root disciples, would at most have one.

If Xiao Zueji’s aptitude hadn’t regressed, with his spiritual root qualifications, Fourth and Fifth-Rate sects would have to step aside, while Second and Third-Rate sects would scramble for him.

Sacred-Grade Spiritual Roots were mostly in First-Rate sects.

The strongest Divine-Grade Spiritual Roots—these heaven’s chosen ones carrying great fortune—rarely appeared throughout the ages. As long as they didn’t accidentally perish, they could all ascend to emperor positions and become the faith of all beings.

Compared to the Righteous Qi Gate.

The Iron Bones Clanging Sect had Li Qingyang, Xiao Zueji, and Ye Xingchen—three Superior-Grade Spiritual Roots. They didn’t seem weak either.

Weak they weren’t, but they lacked foundation.

Not discussing overall strength, just comparing their thousand disciples alone showed no comparison.

No rush, no rush.

The road must be walked step by step. No one could become fat in one bite.

“Sect Leader Jun.”

Qin Haoran said indifferently, “How do you want to fight?”

Jun Changxiao said, “My Iron Bones Clanging Sect will send out seven disciples, your Righteous Qi Gate will send out seven disciples. Seven exchanges with a best-of-four victory system—how about it?”

“Fine.” Qin Haoran had no objections.

Since this was an open and aboveboard martial exchange and discussion, he couldn’t possibly have a thousand disciples swarm forward.

“However.”

He paused, then said with a smile hiding a knife, “Since we’re exchanging, how about adding some stakes?”

Jun Changxiao rubbed his nose. “What stakes does Sect Leader Qin want to add?”

Qin Haoran said, “If my Righteous Qi Gate wins this exchange, I’ll have to trouble Sect Leader Jun to stay here and clean the stables for a year.”

“Haha.”

Shen Tong laughed loudly. “So Sect Leader Qin still lacks servants. I think Sect Leader Jun could be competent for the role.”

“Being able to clean stables at the Righteous Qi Gate is also an honor!”

The Alliance bigwigs mocked one after another.

The martial artists watching the excitement shook their heads. If a sect leader really became a servant cleaning stables at the Righteous Qi Gate, he’d have no face to see people afterward.

Regarding the stakes.

Qin Haoran had long thought it through.

Initially he had set it as making Jun Changxiao kneel before him in front of everyone and kowtow in apology.

What crime?

The crime of unauthorized departure from the Hundred Sects Alliance.

But with Family Head Ai and the Cangshan Sect coming to support him, he could only take a step back and change it to cleaning stables.

Though the stakes were different, the purpose was only one—to ruthlessly strike at Jun Changxiao’s self-esteem and trample his character!

This method, for a sect leader, was more terrifying than killing him!

Qin Haoran smiled. “Sect Leader Jun, what do you think?”

Think what nonsense, what eggs.

Jun Changxiao said, “This seat hasn’t stated his own stakes yet.”

“Please speak.”

Qin Haoran said. In reality, he didn’t take it seriously at all, because he had complete confidence in winning this exchange against the Iron Bones Clanging Sect.

Jun Changxiao considered briefly. “This seat’s stakes are: if Sect Leader Qin loses, please condescend to come to my Iron Bones Clanging Sect and clean the latrines for a year.”

“Sect Leader!”

Su Xiaomo said seriously, “If someone of Sect Leader Qin’s noble status comes to our sect to clean the latrines, this disciple fears she won’t be able to relieve herself then.”

Li Fei chimed in, “Just thinking about Sect Leader Qin personally cleaning and cleaning so thoroughly, this disciple will definitely feel guilty.”

“You two idiots, what are you saying!” A Righteous Qi Gate disciple couldn’t help but curse directly.

Su Xiaomo tilted her ear. “Who’s the idiot calling?”

“The idiot is calling…” That Righteous Qi Gate disciple’s brain caught up and changed his words. “You’re the idiot!”

“Damn it, your whole family are idiots! Your ancestors for eighteen generations are all big idiots!” Su Xiaomo cursed with spittle flying.

Must have momentum, can’t be cowardly when cursing either!

That Righteous Qi Gate disciple turned red with anger and was about to retort when Qin Haoran raised his hand to stop him.

“Hmph.”

An Alliance bigwig said coldly, “Full of vulgar language. Sect Leader Jun leads well.”

Jun Changxiao said indifferently, “Old fellow, didn’t you hear that the Righteous Qi Gate disciple cursed first? Should this seat’s disciple be an honest person taking abuse, then use universal love and quality to reform the other party?”

Universal love is for sages.

Quality is used for people with quality.

On the Star Meteor Continent, when dealing with people without quality, you had to be even more without quality than them.

“Sect Leader Qin, are my stakes acceptable?” Jun Changxiao asked.

Qin Haoran cupped his fists, turning to cup his fists toward the martial artists watching. “Everyone, please bear witness. My Righteous Qi Gate and the Iron Bones Clanging Sect have set the stakes.”

“Rest assured, Sect Leader Qin, everyone saw it.” A martial artist who didn’t mind the excitement shouted, “Whoever gambles and refuses to accept their loss is scum of the martial world, despised by all, and should be executed by all!”

“That’s right!”

Other martial artists echoed.

Qin Haoran was satisfied and cupped his fists. “Sect Leader Jun, please!”

“Swish! Swish!”

The Righteous Qi Gate disciples rapidly dispersed and surrounded half of the training grounds. The Alliance bigwigs and various martial artists stood in areas with open views, convenient for witnessing the exchanges.