Some people felt that always watching Jun Changxiao show off and slap faces was getting tiresome—couldn’t they change things up?
Well, here it comes.
Today, Sect Leader Jun successfully got face-slapped by his contract beast.
Because he’d said that riding the Hurricane Wolf King would take three to five hours to reach Lingyuan Sect, Little Dragon wanted to show its master whether flying in a straight line at high speed could get there faster!
Whoosh—
In the sky, a cluster of flames sped along, leaving behind a trail of crimson light wherever it passed.
From the direction of Tiegu Mountain, the sky seemed to display a very long rainbow arc that slowly dissipated only after existing for a while!
My heavens!
The Sect Leader’s contract beast can fly!
Could it not be a low-level Spirit Beast but rather a mid-level Spirit Beast comparable to a Wuhuang?
“…” Jiang Xie and the Ning brothers’ mouths twitched.
In that moment, they felt extremely fortunate that the three of them hadn’t fought Little Dragon together.
A Spirit Beast that could fly was definitely comparable to a Wuhuang.
Forget three Wuwang attacking together—even adding a few more would still be completely abused!
After Little Dragon evolved, it had already shocked the entire Iron Bones Sect. Now with its activated form also able to fly, their hearts were shocked beyond measure!
Chu Xiunan and the others, who had originally questioned whether the Sect Leader’s contract beast was a bit pathetic, had their faces slapped almost to the heavens!
…
Whoosh—
In the sky, Little Dragon’s flames fully ignited, functioning like a propulsion device, continuously speeding forward.
Sect Leader Jun, being carried, had his black hair wildly disheveled and his face skin folding up, completely losing his usual handsome and dashing appearance.
Everyone has embarrassing moments.
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Of course, Jun Changxiao didn’t feel humiliated now. On the contrary, his mood was extremely excited and exhilarated!
After Little Dragon activated its second battle form, it possessed the power of flight. Could it already have Wuhuang-level strength?
The system said, “Yes.”
Buzz!
Opening his defensive barrier to block the knife-sharp fierce wind, Jun Changxiao finally relaxed his facial muscles and laughed heartily.
Hahaha!
Ahahahaha!
System: “…”
“Master,” Little Dragon said, “my speed is pretty good, right?”
Good! Super fast!
According to Jun Changxiao’s judgment, forget going to Zhenyang Commandery—even going to the more distant Tianyu Royal City would take at most ten-plus minutes!
See, face-slapped, weren’t you?
Jun Changxiao didn’t mind at all.
As long as the contract beast could display strength beyond his imagination, then slap away—whips and candles were fine too!
Whoosh!
Little Dragon carried Sect Leader Jun, transforming into a fiery red stream of light speeding along. That speed was truly too fast. In just the time they conversed, they’d already left Tiegu Mountain far behind.
“What’s that!”
“My heavens, is it a meteor?”
“What meteor flies straight across the sky!”
Numerous martial cultivators and citizens in Qingyang City all raised their heads, their gazes filled with shock.
This situation played out successively in other cities as well. Wherever the fiery red stream of light passed, it sparked endless discussion.
On this day, fiery red light pierced through the sky.
Long afterward, some people reading historical records speculated whether it might have been a supreme treasure being born.
…
Lingyuan Sect.
An ancient sect with thousands of years of history.
At this moment, many martial cultivators wearing different attire were ascending the stone steps toward the mountain gate, their gazes filled with excitement.
Today, Lingyuan Sect was holding an open teaching forum.
This was an activity that had continued for hundreds of years. Though its purpose was to show off, it could also benefit many martial cultivators, so it gradually became a grand event in Zhenyang Commandery.
“So exciting!”
“I never imagined Lingyuan Sect’s open teaching this time would be Grand Elder Yu Hongtai!”
“That’s a Wuhuang-level powerhouse! Being able to hear his insights on the martial way will definitely benefit us for life!”
The martial artists walking up the steps had increasingly fervent gazes.
“I heard Commandery Governor Zhuo also came!”
“Lingyuan Sect’s open teaching benefits all living beings. That the Commandery Governor would come also shows how much importance he places on it!”
“Many family heads from major families also came. Today we can not only have the fortune to hear a Wuhuang teach but also see important personages with status. This is truly an extreme honor!”
“Move aside, everyone move aside, don’t block my path.”
While everyone was discussing, an impatient voice came from behind.
Many martial artists turned to look and saw a blue-robed middle-aged man about thirty or forty years old holding a wine gourd, swaying unsteadily as he walked over, his mouth reeking of alcohol.
Someone actually dared to come up drunk—his courage was truly not small.
“Did you hear me?” The blue-robed middle-aged man swayed up and said, “I told you not to block the path.”
Being at Lingyuan Sect, though some were displeased, they didn’t want to argue with a drunk person, so they all chose to yield.
“That’s more like it,” the blue-robed middle-aged man stepped up, raised his head to take a drink, grinned, and said, “Good dogs don’t block the path.”
“…” Everyone immediately glared angrily.
“Thud!”
The blue-robed middle-aged man seemed to have really drunk too much. He directly collapsed on the steps, then hugging his wine gourd, squinted his eyes and said, “Tired from walking, tired from walking. I need to sleep a while first.”
“…” Everyone’s mouths twitched.
Wasn’t this guy afraid of rolling down if he turned over?
Snore, snore—
The blue-robed middle-aged man actually fell asleep, even snoring.
Everyone shook their heads and continued upward.
…
Lingyuan Sect’s mountain gate stood open. After everyone ascended, they all surged in.
This fourth-rate sect’s outer courtyard was very large, and the martial arts arena was also paved with precious stone slabs.
At this moment, tens of thousands of Lingyuan Sect disciples sat cross-legged. Facing the direction of the great hall was a high platform where Grand Elder Yu Hongtai sat cross-legged with an incense burner on the table beside him emitting wisps of smoke.
An immortal demeanor, transcending the mortal world!
Everyone’s gazes grew increasingly worshipful, then they silently found places to sit.
About half an hour later, the vast martial arts arena had gathered many outside martial artists, numbering seventy to eighty thousand.
“Everyone,” just then, from inside the great hall, a middle-aged man with an imposing appearance walked out and declared loudly, “Welcome to Lingyuan Sect.”
“Commandery Governor Zhuo!” Everyone cried out in surprise.
Zhuo Chaoqun acted as if he were the host, smiling as he said, “This time Lingyuan Sect’s Grand Elder is holding an open teaching forum—it’s our Zhenyang Commandery’s good fortune. You need not be overly formal. If you have difficult questions, you may raise them.”
“Commandery Governor Zhuo!” Suddenly, someone said, “I have a difficult question.”
Whoosh!
Everyone turned to look in unison.
At the entrance, the blue-robed middle-aged man who had been sleeping on the steps had his hand braced on the doorframe, his body forming a sexy ‘S’ shape.
“…” All the assembled heroes’ mouths twitched.
Raising a question before the open teaching even began—truly, drunk people are unreasonable!
“Is that you?” Zhuo Chaoqun frowned.
The blue-robed middle-aged man took a drink and wiped the alcohol from his lips, smiling as he said, “Haven’t seen you in years, Commandery Governor Zhuo—your cultivation still hasn’t improved much.”
This statement nearly made all the martial artists fall over.
Regardless of whether they were acquaintances or semi-acquaintances, the polite greeting upon meeting was always “haven’t seen you in years, your skills have advanced.” How did it become “haven’t improved” with him!
This absolutely wasn’t praise—this was mockery!
This person must be familiar with the Commandery Governor, but not as a friend—definitely as an enemy!