Jun Changxiao had just come to cause trouble when the Grand Elder already noticed, but he didn’t emerge from seclusion because those eight tall and burly martial artists were truly extraordinary. Going out himself might result in being thrashed.
No problem.
The sect has an honorary medal—that guy might not dare go through with it!
Honestly, when he saw Qiao Baishou hesitating over whether to crush the token, the Grand Elder hiding in the shadows was anxious too.
The other party clearly came with ill intent. What are you standing there for? Hurry and call for backup!
Fortunately, Jun Changxiao proactively snatched it over and crushed it for Qiao Baishou, which finally put the Grand Elder’s mind at ease.
With the Boundary Hall intervening, the sect was safe, and he wouldn’t have to emerge to face eight experts whose strength was unfathomable.
This calculation was as steady as an old dog’s, but he never expected that the Boundary Hall would speedily dispatch people who were just as speedily blasted back, unable to even enter the sect.
Indeed!
Those eight big guys had extremely formidable strength!
Just as the Grand Elder was secretly rejoicing, Jun Changxiao ordered Yao Mengying to smash the plaque, leaving him unable to keep hiding. He had to go out to defend the sect’s dignity and honor!
Hmph!
Can’t beat eight big guys, but can’t beat one woman?
Yao Mengying had just acted, but she’d only blasted away elders with first or second transformation cultivation, so the Grand Elder didn’t take it seriously.
The reality?
The woman he considered somewhat delicate was actually a genuine Truth-Seeking Realm expert. If purely comparing demonic energy purity, she was even higher than the Ghost Eight Generals, after all possessing a complete Innate Sacred Demonic Body.
“Boom!”
The two exchanged one move.
Judging from the Grand Elder’s retreating steps, he clearly fell into a disadvantage.
No, he was faking it, frantically suppressing, because his five internal organs and six bowels had suffered severe injuries!
Heavens!
A girl who looked only in her twenties had such terrifying strength!
The pain assaulting his brain sobered the Grand Elder considerably, making him instantly realize that since the Eternal Sect dared to cause trouble and dared to fight the Boundary Hall, they must be fearless. My Imperial Sword Profound Sect is in danger!
No good!
Must show submission!
So when Jun Changxiao casually mentioned one billion, he agreed without hesitation.
In the current situation for the sect, this was absolutely a huge crisis. No matter how much money it cost, they had to send away this plague god!
In common plot routines, when veteran experts emerge, they’re definitely meant for the protagonist to slap their faces, but this Grand Elder saw things weren’t right and immediately showed submission—very clever indeed!
But how to explain to the Boundary Hall who came from thousands of miles away to help?
The readers present can testify—Jun Changxiao crushed the token, it had nothing to do with our Imperial Sword Profound Sect!
Of course.
Even if their own side had crushed it, given the situation just now, the Grand Elder would definitely still offend the Boundary Hall to resolve the conflict with the Eternal Sect, because the latter was the existence that truly couldn’t be provoked.
Must say, he still saw through things clearly.
This fully demonstrates that having an elder in the family is like having a treasure!
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“Disperse, disperse.”
With everyone gone and the excitement over, various martial artists could only leave reluctantly.
However, though the matter ended there, it made them deeply realize how awesome the Eternal Sect was—they even dared to fight the Boundary Hall, and after being beaten, the latter didn’t dare even fart!
Especially those eight tall and burly martial artists hovering above the sect—though their cultivation was difficult to discern, just hanging there made them feel like insurmountable mountains!
“The Eternal Sect has many experts!”
“No wonder they dare trouble a Profound-rank sect!”
“In my view, the Boundary Hall also feared those eight martial artists, which is why they didn’t dare speak up after being beaten!”
“If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I’d find it hard to believe that a third-rate sect that ascended to the Upper Realm only three or four years ago would dare to confront the Boundary Hall!”
“Third-rate sect? Just making the Imperial Sword Profound Sect settle with money, this Eternal Sect probably qualifies as Profound-rank, or even higher.”
This incident gave various martial artists a new understanding of the Eternal Sect, but unfortunately without professional institutional recognition, what anyone said didn’t count—only the data panel counted.
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“Whoosh!”
Half an hour later, crimson light merged into the clouds in the sky!
“Holy crap! Another one!”
“This direction seems to be… the Soaring Blade Profound Sect!”
“Could today be an auspicious day for bullying Profound-rank sects?”
“Wait, I heard the Soaring Blade Profound Sect once had grievances with the Eternal Sect. Could it be…”
“Let’s go! Go see!”
In an instant, various martial artists dispersing from the Imperial Sword Profound Sect rushed toward the Soaring Blade Profound Sect’s territory.
Indeed, when they arrived on scene, they saw from afar the Tonggu Warship hovering above the sect, making their mouths twitch, “The Eternal Sect’s Sect Master really does seek revenge for every slight!”
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
Before long, the Boundary Hall people came again—same personnel, same formula.
This time they learned their lesson, releasing their spiritual sense in advance to observe the situation rather than stupidly rushing into the Soaring Blade Profound Sect first thing.
“No way!”
The Boundary Hall supervisor discovered Jun Changxiao sitting in the training grounds and collapsed, “How is it him again!”
“Steward!”
A subordinate said, “What should we do?”
“What else can we do!”
The supervisor said, “Watch the excitement, of course!”
Having been tricked once by the Imperial Sword Profound Sect, he didn’t plan to stick his neck out. After all, if both sides reached an agreement to settle with compensation, wouldn’t he be meddling unnecessarily?
Honestly, Jun Changxiao ordering the Ghost Eight Generals to strike away the Boundary Hall experts who arrived first just now was extremely serious in nature. To develop it seriously would definitely require Tonggu Zhenren to come forward.
However.
The Imperial Sword Profound Sect showed submission, so the problem became minor.
The reason Jun Changxiao gave was settling a jianghu grudge. When the parties involved chose to settle with compensation, the Boundary Hall had no grounds to interfere.
Making a big deal of it wasn’t impossible either, but the result would definitely be insignificant, after all the Eternal Sect had Tonggu Zhenren backing them. If he said you’re abusing your authority and being meddlesome, there’d be nowhere to reason it out.
No wonder after suffering losses, the supervisor could only roar impotently, “Go home and sleep.”
Got played.
Too damn frustrating!
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Soaring Blade Profound Sect.
Sect Master Mo Kaiyin’s expression was quite spectacular.
He’d crushed the honorary medal, and the Boundary Hall personnel arrived promptly, but why were they all stopped outside acting as spectators!
“Steward Han!”
Mo Kaiyin shouted, “This guy says he’ll destroy my Soaring Blade Profound Sect. Hurry and come in!”
The Boundary Hall supervisor surnamed Han replied, “Sect Master Mo, wait until he destroys your sect, then we’ll act!”
“…”
Mo Kaiyin nearly fainted.
Wait until the sect is destroyed before you act—what’s the point of me crushing the medal!
“Sect Master Mo!”
Steward Han transmitted, “Don’t blame Han for being heartless. Earlier when the Imperial Sword Profound Sect called for help, we dispatched people. Sect Master Qiao instead chose to settle with money, making our Boundary Hall lose face!”
Mo Kaiyin immediately understood.
So the distress signal just now was released by the Imperial Sword Profound Sect!
Understood.
This guy first targeted Qiao Baishou, now targeting himself—clearly came prepared!
Wait!
Steward Han just said… settle with money?
“Swish!”
Suddenly, Mo Kaiyin’s thinking became extremely clear. He hurriedly said, “Sect Master Jun, my Soaring Blade Profound Sect is willing to use money to resolve the grievances between our two sects!”
“Pff!”
Steward Han in the distance spat blood.
One Imperial Sword Profound Sect, one Soaring Blade Profound Sect—they successively crushed honorary medals calling for help, but the outcome was the same plot. Does this even take our Boundary Hall seriously as an authority!
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