The matter of the Myriad Ages Sect challenging the Lily Sacred Sect was learned by Mu Changhong, and martial artists from various prefectures across the realm gradually heard about it as well.

For a time.

Many people actively discussed it.

“The Lily Sacred Sect has existed on the continent for thousands of years. For the Myriad Ages Sect to dare challenge such a behemoth, isn’t that going to their deaths?”

“I heard the cause involves Qingyang Commandery’s Xiao Ziji and Tianhai City’s Murong Xin.”

“I’ve also heard about this matter. Back then, that girl called Murong Xin personally led people to the Xiao family to break off the engagement.”

“Tianhai City’s Murong family has quite impressive overall strength. In my view, the Myriad Ages Sect probably can’t even handle this family, so how dare they challenge the Lily Sacred Sect?”

The three-year agreement spread widely across the continent, already becoming one of the topics many martial artists had to discuss when chatting.

Even Southwest Yangzhou King City’s City Lord wasn’t optimistic, let alone outsiders.

In summary.

When numerous martial artists learned the Myriad Ages Sect would soon challenge a second-rate sect, their first reaction was: had that fellow lost his rationality for the sake of fame?

……

The Murong family had also heard about the Myriad Ages Sect challenging the Lily Sacred Sect.

Inside the great hall.

The Murong family head was discussing this matter with several elders.

An old man frowned: “I didn’t expect that the sect that Xiao boy joined would become famous across the continent in such a short time.”

The Murong family had received news long ago that Xiao Ziji won the Qingyang Commandery Grand Competition. They also knew that fellow had joined a sect called the Iron Bones Clanging Sect and had found new life.

But who could have imagined that in merely two years, a sect they’d completely dismissed as insignificant had jumped to become a proper sect with the strength to go head-to-head with fourth-rate sects!

Never mind the Murong family.

Martial artists across the entire continent hadn’t expected it.

The Myriad Ages Sect’s rise was so fast it was simply beyond reason.

That feeling was like—you’d never heard of it before going to sleep, then woke up to find the whole world knew about this sect.

An elder sneered: “Xin’er is a genius the Lily Sacred Sect is focusing on cultivating. Even if that Xiao boy recovers his cultivation, he absolutely cannot defeat her.”

“Many people are discussing the engagement-breaking from back then, saying our Murong family went too far.”

“Although breaking the engagement was something Xin’er did on her own initiative without consulting us, Xiao Ziji had lost both his realm and cultivation—breaking it off was only natural!”

The Murong family elders didn’t believe Murong Xin breaking off the engagement back then was wrong in any way.

“This matter is in the past—no need to discuss it further.”

The Murong family head said: “Instruct those restless direct descendants in the family that the three-year agreement is between the Myriad Ages Sect and the Lily Sacred Sect. Our Murong family shouldn’t get involved.”

“Family Head.”

An elder said: “Shaolin and the others left for the Myriad Ages Sect yesterday.”

“What?”

The Murong family head shot to his feet in fury: “Why didn’t you stop them?”

That elder said: “Family Head, in my view, the Myriad Ages Sect has just been exaggerated too mysteriously. Let Shaolin and the others go test them—we can also verify whether they’re actually qualified to challenge Xin’er.”

“Nonsense!”

The Murong family head said with a dark expression: “Even the Extreme Cold Palace was nearly destroyed by the Myriad Ages Sect. If these direct descendants go, they’ll only be taught how to be human!”

“This…”

“What are you still standing there for? Hurry and chase them back!”

“Yes!”

Too late to chase them back. Because at the very moment the Murong family leadership was discussing this, several young lords dressed in flashy clothes appeared at the foot of Tiegu Mountain.

“Hmph.”

A man looked toward that mountain peak wreathed in spiritual energy and said with disdain: “Brother Shaolin, the Myriad Ages Sect actually dares support Xiao Ziji and take him to challenge our cousin at the Lily Sacred Sect.”

They were all third-generation direct descendants of the Murong family.

The leader was called Murong Shaolin. In terms of aptitude, he was second only to Murong Xin, belonging to the cream of the crop among the Murong family’s rising generation of geniuses.

“Today we’ll test for our cousin whether that boy is qualified.”

These young lords who rarely left home had extremely arrogant personalities, especially looking down on Xiao Ziji for setting a three-year agreement with Murong Xin. So they came to stand up for their sister.

Moreover.

The Myriad Ages Sect had been in the limelight lately. They also wanted to come compare skills.

What’s called youthful arrogance?

This was it.

Oh no, more accurately, they’d been spoiled and pampered at home until they’d all become brain-damaged.

Come challenge the Myriad Ages Sect?

Go ask those fourth-rate sect disciples with strength comparable to the Extreme Cold Palace whether they had the courage to come!

“Shaomeng.”

Murong Shaolin said indifferently: “Announce our intentions.”

“Good.”

Murong Shaomeng, whose appearance was somewhat rough, shouted loudly: “Jun Changxiao, we from the Murong family have come to challenge you—quickly come out and receive us!”

“Hmm?”

The disciples who had been playing kickball all stopped.

Li Fei said angrily: “Who has such audacity to dare directly speak our Sect Master’s name!”

Su Xiaomo released her spiritual sense and quickly locked onto those extremely punchable young lords at the mountain’s foot.

“Eh?”

Huo Ling said with surprise: “These people seem to be direct descendants of Tianhai City’s Murong family.”

“It’s them.”

Chu Xiunan said indifferently: “Back then they came to the academy to discuss martial arts. That fellow bellowing was beaten up by me once.”

“……”

Su Xiaomo, Li Fei and the others’ mouths twitched.

They couldn’t even beat Chu Xiunan, yet dared come challenge our Myriad Ages Sect—were they certain they weren’t sticking their faces out for everyone to slap hard?

“Xiaomo.”

Jun Changxiao said: “Let them come up.”

Elder Wei said: “Sect Master, they probably heard about Xiao Ziji and Murong Xin’s three-year agreement.”

Jun Changxiao rubbed his nose: “Is the Murong family so easy to bully that they didn’t even send elders but let a group of kids whose hair hasn’t fully grown come challenge us?”

Elder Wei remained silent.

Sect Master, you and the disciples aren’t exactly old either.

……

Before long.

Murong Shaolin and eight other Murong family direct descendants were brought inside.

Several thousand Myriad Ages Sect disciples stood near the Martial Arts Training Ground, all locking onto this group of Murong family direct descendants. The momentum was very impressive.

However, the Murong family direct descendants were unconcerned.

Everyone said the Myriad Ages Sect was formidable, but unexpectedly there were still Martial Disciple-level noobs.

“Everyone.”

Li Qingyang emerged from the great hall and cupped his fists: “We of the Myriad Ages Sect accept your challenge.”

This kind of family third-generation direct descendants coming to challenge naturally wouldn’t see Jun Changxiao personally appear. Everything was left to the second disciple.

However.

He had also issued orders.

Abuse this group of challengers until they shit and pissed themselves.

Murong Shaolin cupped his fists back: “I’ve heard your esteemed sect’s disciple Xiao Ziji will challenge my cousin Murong Xin. Have him come out—I will battle with him.”

“Apologies.”

Li Qingyang said: “Junior Brother Xiao is currently in closed-door cultivation and cannot accept challenges. If you wish to fight.”

He paused, then pointed around the Martial Arts Training Ground: “You may freely select anyone to spar.”

Murong Shaolin’s brow furrowed.

Although the Myriad Ages Sect had many disciples, the strongest auras emanated were only at the Martial Master level. There was even a six or seven-year-old girl. Was this looking down on him?

“Since Xiao Ziji cannot fight, I can only challenge inner sect disciples.” Murong Shaolin said indifferently.

To fight, fight an inner sect disciple of the sect. Winning would at least feel like an achievement.

Li Qingyang shook his head: “Your strength is too weak. You’re not qualified to challenge inner sect disciples. You can only choose from the outer sect or entry disciples.”

Entry disciples?

He was telling him to challenge disciples who just joined!

“Brother Shaolin!”

A direct descendant said angrily: “The Myriad Ages Sect is looking down on people too much!”

Murong Shaolin clenched his fists, his gaze cold: “We came here not wanting to bully noobs, only to challenge inner sect disciples with decent strength.”

Noobs?

Li Qingyang proclaimed loudly: “Junior brothers and sisters, show your auras and let our guests from afar see who exactly is the noob!”

*Whoosh whoosh—*

In an instant, everyone stopped suppressing with the Hidden Cultivation Technique and released their realm auras completely.

Nearly ten thousand disciples’ auras fully opened, forming a massive wave of momentum that startled several Murong family direct descendants into retreating. Some couldn’t maintain their footing and fell on their backsides.