Group A finals ended.

Although Sun Mucheng suppressed his opponent throughout, he was still ruled to have lost the match by the referee.

“This…”

Xiao Zuiji was stunned.

From the battle just now, Sun Mucheng’s techniques and strength were both solidly superior to his opponent. Even if not repeatedly called to pause, victory would have been decided long ago.

“Sect Master.”

Xiao Zuiji transmitted in collapse: “That was way too fake!”

Jun Changxiao said: “This referee has a problem!”

Referees could be bought off, thus making unfair rulings.

But what Dog Sheng couldn’t understand was: since anyone with eyes could see the shady dealing, why did the onsite audience turn a blind eye? Were they all blind?

“I knew the young city lord had formidable strength—sure enough, he took Group A’s championship.”

“The young city lord, young yet with stunning qualifications and physique, will enter the martial hall easily.”

Young city lord?

The son of Linyuan City’s city lord?

Jun Changxiao finally understood—for this Group A finals battle, no matter who came up, the script was already written.

Cruel, realistic.

The venue’s warriors shouted loudly for Group A’s victor. No one noticed the dejected Sun Mucheng walking down from the arena, like a solitary child suddenly abandoned by the entire world.

“I clearly could have won, so why did I still lose…” This sentence repeated continuously from his mouth, his emotions at rock bottom.

“The reason is simple.”

Suddenly, an aged voice sounded in his ear: “You have no backing.”

Such a good opportunity—Jun Changxiao definitely couldn’t miss it, so he immediately activated deception mode.

Sun Mucheng instantly realized the voice came from the black-clothed person who’d claimed to be Senior Tongu that night, so he hastily looked up searching, but didn’t find him in the venue.

“This world is full of unfairness. What you encountered is just the tip of the iceberg.” Jun Changxiao continued transmitting: “So if you want to achieve higher accomplishments, you must go to a fair place and receive fair treatment.”

“…”

Sun Mucheng fell silent.

“I object, I protest!”

Just then, a discordant voice suddenly rang out in the praise, so that the entire venue instantly quieted down.

Hearing the sound, Sun Mucheng looked over to see a black-robed man standing up from the spectator platform’s most edge position. Sitting beside him was precisely the warrior he’d defeated in town.

“Everyone.”

Jun Changxiao placed his hand on his chest and said: “Don’t your hearts ache?”

Everyone looked completely baffled.

“Swish!”

Jun Changxiao pointed toward Sun Mucheng, who seemed abandoned, and said righteously indignant: “In the battle just now, he clearly held absolute advantage, yet in the end, the championship was given to his opponent. This is simply the greatest mockery of martial arts!”

“You all!”

“Not only turned a blind eye but applauded for the victory-stealer—such behavior is truly heartbreaking!”

The crowd fell silent.

The martial hall official who was currently presenting the championship medal said in a grave voice: “Boy, are you openly questioning my martial hall’s assessment!”

“Bah!”

Jun Changxiao said: “Please, stop insulting the character for ‘martial’!”

“Sect Master…”

Ye Xingchen tugged at his sleeve and transmitted: “We agreed to stay low-key. You must control yourself!”

“Control my ass!”

Jun Changxiao shouted loudly: “The youths participating in the assessment all studied hard in cold windows for seven or eight years. In the end, just because of one sentence saying ‘no good,’ everything gets completely negated. What kind of fairness is this!”

The originally resilient Sun Mucheng suddenly cried.

He wasn’t crying because he was ruled to have lost, but crying because when he seemed abandoned, someone stood up to support him.

Jun Changxiao looked over, his expression serious: “In this match, even if in everyone else’s eyes you lost, in this Seat’s eyes you won—won fair and square, won with a clear conscience!”

“Boy!”

The martial hall official said with a dark face: “I see you came to make trouble, right?”

Absolutely.

With Dog Sheng’s nature, not causing trouble for three days would definitely lead to tearing off roof tiles. Moreover, if not pursuing some excitement, how could he be worthy of the Taixuan Hermit’s disciple status?

“Such a high-standard martial arts grand event, yet doing despicable and filthy things.” Jun Changxiao raised his admission ticket, furious: “My money died so unjustly!”

“Throw him out!” the martial hall official shouted.

“Swish!”

“Swish!”

Warriors responsible for venue security rushed over one after another.

“No need!”

Jun Changxiao said: “I’ll leave on my own!”

With that, he left dashingly with Xiao Zuiji and Ye Xingchen.

“Little guy!”

Walking to the entrance, Jun Changxiao turned his head to look at Sun Mucheng and said: “This martial hall isn’t worth you wasting time on. If you want to become stronger, you can come find this Seat at Eternal Sect!”

After being righteously indignant for quite a while, the fox tail finally showed.

“Eternal Sect?”

The venue’s warriors immediately discussed.

Regarding this sect, it had recently been spreading throughout the city quite noisily.

Those security guards who’d been preparing to forcibly eject Dog Sheng immediately hesitated, because they’d heard that even Profound-rank sects like Imperial Sword Profound Sect and Ling Dao Profound Sect had eaten humble pie.

The martial hall had considerable prestige in Linyuan City, but ultimately it was just a non-factional organization with a significant gap from Profound-rank sects.

“Who are you!”

Sun Mucheng shouted loudly.

Jun Changxiao stopped. With various special effects highlighting him, presenting a magnificent back view, he said: “Eternal Sect’s Sect Master!”

“I’ll go!”

Sun Mucheng wiped away tears at the corner of his eyes and said: “I’ll go to Eternal Sect!”

…

Outside Linyuan City.

Jun Changxiao brought his two disciples walking quickly, that feeling just like having provoked big trouble and needing to flee immediately or face bad luck.

“Don’t be scared!”

The system said: “Bring out the imposing aura you had just now!”

“Screw off!”

Jun Changxiao cursed inwardly, then returned to the sect at maximum speed.

Linyuan Academy still needed to continue matches for Groups B, C, and so on, with no time to bother with this guy who’d interrupted midway, thus allowing him to safely return to Eternal Immortal Mountain all the way.

“Too dark.”

Recalling the match witnessed earlier, Jun Changxiao sat in the great hall and said seriously: “Since my Eternal Sect has come to the Upper Realm, we absolutely won’t let talented people be buried!”

“Sect Master.”

The next day, Li Qingyang entered and said: “At the mountain base, there’s a youth named Sun Mucheng seeking an audience.”

“So fast?”

Jun Changxiao was somewhat surprised but said solemnly: “Let him come in.”

…

Eternal Sect, great hall.

Sun Mucheng was brought in by Li Qingyang. Seeing Jun Changxiao sitting in the head position, only then could he confirm: “You’re really Eternal Sect’s sect master?”

In the venue, he’d had considerable doubts, but thinking it over, he still decided to head to Phoenix Roost Immortal Mountain. After all, having heard Second Uncle mention this sect, he’d already developed strong interest.

Mainly it was because the shady dealing meant he couldn’t enter the martial hall and had no face to return to see his hometown folks, so he could only come here.

Simply put.

Giving up in despair!

“Could this Seat deceive you?” Jun Changxiao said.

“Swish!”

Sun Mucheng cupped his fists and said: “Sect Master above, please accept me as your disciple!”

“This Seat doesn’t take disciples, only sect members.”

“Sect members work too!”

“Qingyang, bring the entry form.”

After going through the most traditional entry inquiries, Jun Changxiao immediately stamped the sect’s great seal and said: “From this moment on, you are my Eternal Sect’s disciple.”

“That’s it for entry?” Sun Mucheng was somewhat dazed.

In his understanding, entering a sect and entering a martial hall both required going through assessment procedures, even stricter than that. Yet he’d merely reported his name and address and been accepted—seemed a bit too casual?

Sun Mucheng didn’t know that he didn’t go through procedures because he’d previously defeated the core disciple Ye Xingchen in Jingshui Town.

…

Eternal Sect welcomed its first disciple after ascending to the Upper Realm. According to sect culture, he definitely needed special treatment, so Su Xiaomo and Li Fei had long since stood at the training ground on happy soccer balls waiting.

Shortly after.

Sun Mucheng walked out from the great hall.

“He’s coming, he’s coming!”

Li Shangtian, responsible for keeping watch, immediately transmitted.

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

In that instant, two happy soccer balls trailing light arcs explosively flew over, carrying very powerful force!

“Hm?”

Sun Mucheng’s brow immediately furrowed, then he charged forward in one stride. His entire body soared into the air, both feet used in succession. With two ‘bang bang’ sounds, he fiercely kicked the balls back.

“Holy crap!”

“Boom! Boom!”

Su Xiaomo and Li Fei couldn’t dodge in time. One was kicked in the face, one kicked in the stomach, then both imprinted into distant walls in a ‘卍’ shape.

“So… he’s actually… an expert…”