Guilin City exploded with excitement.

The martial artists in the city were all eagerly discussing!

It turned out the Sect Leader Jun who recruited disciples at the Flower Pavilion earlier was a fake, and the young man who paid ten thousand taels to enter was the real Sect Leader Jun!

A bit confusing, a bit convoluted.

Many martial artists spent most of the day analyzing before they could sort out what happened.

“I knew it! Sect Leader Jun can’t even finish recruiting students from Tianyu Academy—how could he possibly come to our Guilin City to recruit disciples!”

“Why didn’t you say so at the beginning?”

“I… I did say it, but would you have believed me!”

“Tch, hindsight!”

“All those family heads really lost face this time.”

While everyone felt sorry for the family heads of Guilin City, they also mourned for that imposter.

Sect Leader Jun was a fierce man.

You impersonated him and then got caught by him—the outcome would definitely be very tragic!

……

“Sect Leader Jun!”

In the wilderness, the white-robed youth was bound with vine rope, hanging upside down from a tree, his face completely flushed with blood. “I… I was wrong. I’ll never dare again. Please spare my life!”

Jun Changxiao ignored him and counted the contents of his spatial ring.

Quite a bit of money.

Over six million taels.

There was also a yellow powder that emanated a thick aura—this must be the little gadget used to fake the Sword and Martial Dual King aura.

“Hmm?”

Jun Changxiao also saw a diary called ‘Fraud Record.’

He randomly opened a page. It recorded every fraud the white-robed youth had committed. Judging from the dates, it had been going on for ten years!

The first fraud was when he was eight years old.

He used candy to trick a little girl into giving him her first kiss, then was chased for ten miles by her parents wielding sticks.

The second fraud.

The third fraud……

Flipping to the last page, the total number of frauds was 2,019.

Closing the Fraud Record, Jun Changxiao’s mouth twitched. “Kid, you’re either committing fraud every day or on your way to commit fraud.”

Committing fraud over two thousand times in ten years—this was definitely a fraud with perseverance.

“Sect… Sect Leader Jun.”

The white-robed youth said with a crying tone, “I have a 180-year-old mother above and a bunch of hungry younger siblings below. Please show mercy and spare this dog’s life.”

“Sect Leader.”

Liu Wanshi said, “Is what he’s saying true?”

Jun Changxiao shook his head. “This kid doesn’t have a single truthful word in his mouth. Don’t be easily deceived by him.”

The white-robed youth wailed tragically, “Sect Leader Jun, though I’ve committed countless frauds in the jianghu, this time it’s true. I absolutely didn’t deceive you!”

“Is that so?”

Jun Changxiao walked over and without a word threw a punch.

Bang—

“Agh!”

The white-robed youth spat out blood.

Sect Leader Jun’s strength was perfectly controlled—it gave him pain without endangering his life.

“Sect Leader Jun… I… I was wrong…”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Jun Changxiao unleashed a violent storm of attacks.

In a moment, the white-robed youth was beaten black and blue, unable to bear the pain, and fainted.

“Can’t take it already?”

Jun Changxiao shook his head, threw him onto Hurricane Wolf King’s back, and said, “Dudu, let’s continue our journey.”

A few hours later.

The white-robed youth woke up. His whole body felt like all his bones were about to fall apart.

“Awake?”

Jun Changxiao said, “Then let’s continue the beating.”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Before long, the white-robed youth was beaten unconscious again.

Over the two-day journey, he was assaulted at regular intervals, truly wishing for death.

Jun Changxiao didn’t take his life.

He just beat him all the way as they walked, finally delivering him to the Iron Bones Sect after thorough abuse.

Daring to impersonate his name and commit fraud outside—killing him with one strike would be too merciful, so he must be slowly tortured.

When Sect Leader Jun returned to the Iron Bones Sect, Tianyu Royal City issued a decree that anyone impersonating the Iron Bones Sect Leader would be severely punished.

To make an example.

The imposters imprisoned in jail were publicly punished, with those whose crimes were particularly heinous having their entire cultivation base destroyed.

……

“The Sect Leader and Dudu are back!”

Su Xiaomo’s loud voice rang out in the outer courtyard. The disciples who were cultivating showed wild joy on their faces.

What they missed wasn’t the Sect Leader—it was Liu Wanshi.

Because during these days of her absence, eating Second Senior Brother’s cooking was truly like swallowing chaff!

Li Qingyang was also very excited.

With Junior Sister back, he finally didn’t have to cook anymore!

“Senior Brothers have all gotten thinner.”

Liu Wanshi looked at everyone with heartache, her eyes moistening.

Su Xiaomo, Li Fei, and the others also had tears in their eyes, nearly embracing each other and wailing.

“Stop crying.”

Jun Changxiao said, “Dudu won the championship of the culinary competition. Everyone should smile happily for me!”

“Junior Sister is mighty!”

“Junior Sister is mighty!”

Su Xiaomo and the others all started cheering.

Snap!

The modified sound system turned on, playing: “The spring breeze of reform blows everywhere… Qi De Long, Qi Dong Qiang…”

On the training grounds.

Thousands of disciples danced happily to the divine song “King of Poetry Recitation” under the Sect Leader’s guidance.

Still the same formula, still the same flavor.

……

“Woo woo woo……”

In the dining hall, when Su Xiaomo took a bite of the food Liu Wanshi made, tears immediately streamed down his face.

Li Fei and the others also cried their hearts out.

“Second… Second Senior Brother.”

Su Xiaomo put his hand on Tian Qi’s shoulder, crying. “Don’t… don’t take offense. We definitely don’t think your cooking is terrible… woo woo woo…”

……

After eating the food Liu Wanshi made, the Iron Bones Sect disciples were revitalized, walking out of the dining hall with full spirits.

However, they soon surrounded the white-robed youth.

“Kid.”

Su Xiaomo walked over, grinning. “Daring to impersonate the Sect Leader—you’ve got real guts.”

“Li Fei!”

He shouted at the top of his lungs, “Serve up the Happy Football!”

“Coming!”

Whoosh!

Li Fei retreated a hundred meters away and placed the Happy Football at his feet.

Though the white-robed youth didn’t know what it was, a sense of danger welled up in his heart, and he cried out in terror, “What… what are you going to do…”

Bang!

Li Fei kicked hard. The ball traced an arc through the air and precisely slammed into his face.

This kick was very skillfully executed—after the Happy Football hit the white-robed youth’s face squarely, it rebounded back perfectly.

Bang!

Li Fei kicked again, and the Happy Football shot out.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In front of the goal, the white-robed youth was tied to a chair. The Happy Football traced arcs through the air, repeatedly slamming into his face and bouncing back.

The scene was truly unbearable to watch!

If the Huaxia football team had footwork like Li Fei’s, why worry about not being able to break out of Asia and enter the World Cup?

……

“Sect Leader.”

Having just sat down in the main hall, Li Qingyang came to report. “The inner courtyard has been completed.”

“How many people can it accommodate?” Jun Changxiao asked.

Li Qingyang said, “After this disciple’s modifications and expansions, it can now accommodate twenty thousand people.”

“Twenty thousand people.”

Jun Changxiao murmured, “That should be enough for now.”

“By the way.”

He said, “Before long, a group of students will join the sect. You’ll be responsible for making arrangements.”

“Students?”

Li Qingyang was somewhat puzzled but still said, “Yes.”

That afternoon.

Chu Xiúnan, Huo Ling, and the others arrived at the Iron Bones Sect.

When they had just entered the outer courtyard and hadn’t yet had time to appreciate the sect’s architecture, they saw Li Fei still kicking the Happy Football, which continued to slam into the white-robed youth’s face.

Bang!

Bang!

One kick, two kicks, every kick explosive.

Huo Ling and the others watched with violently twitching mouths and chills running down their backs.

What was this situation?

Could this be punishment for disciples who broke the rules?

Thinking of how violent Jun Changxiao had been at the academy earlier, they immediately realized this sect must be full of sadists!

Father, Mother.

Your child seems to have entered a dragon’s den and tiger’s lair!

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