“Whoosh—”

The Eternal flew at extreme speed, getting closer and closer to the edge of the Canghai System.

During this time, Jun Changxiao had been sitting in the cockpit without being distracted by sect management, because he wasn’t certain whether there would be danger at the junction of the two systems.

“At the current speed, it’ll take at least a year to reach the Star Spirit Realm.” Jun Changxiao estimated.

“With our current strength, we may not be able to contend with them.” Hua Meigui walked over.

The System said helplessly, “Stealing my lines!”

“Yeah.”

Jun Changxiao rubbed his temples. “Must find a way to become stronger on the journey there.”

What level the Star Spirit Realm was at and how strong it was remained an unknown, but from casually dispatching so many warships, one could see it was at least first-rate level, maybe even stronger.

Especially.

The array patterns inside the bronze mirror were identical to this plane’s—perhaps it also had some connection to Heavenly Demon Emperor.

Without stepping into the Heavenly Secret Realm.

Jun Changxiao really didn’t have much confidence.

If someone else said ‘find a way to become stronger,’ Hua Meigui would definitely question it. After all, becoming stronger wasn’t something you could do just by saying it. But she deeply trusted her husband could do it, because after many years together, he really had ways to become stronger just by saying so.

“Hungry? Should I cook for you?”

“Not hungry!”

Jun Changxiao’s singing could kill people; Hua Meigui’s cooking could kill him.

“Sect Master.”

Just then, Li Qingyang’s voice came to his ear. “There’s a situation!”

“What situation?”

While Jun Changxiao responded, his person had already merged into the Eternal Realm. He saw the disciples gathered at the mountain gate discussing animatedly.

Damn!

Not cultivating?

Gathering together to chat!

Jun Changxiao instinctively released his divine sense to spread over, and saw a youth about twelve or thirteen years old kneeling at the foot of the mountain.

“Sect Master.”

Li Qingyang said, “The little guy has been kneeling at the base of the mountain for three days and nights. No matter how we persuade him, he won’t leave.”

“Coming to join the sect?”

“He only said he wants to see the Sect Master, didn’t mention joining.”

“Oh.”

Jun Changxiao acknowledged, appearing out of thin air at the foot of the mountain.

“I… I want to see Sect Master Jun…” The youth kept his head lowered. Having knelt for too long without food or drink, his lips were cracked.

“This seat is he.” Jun Changxiao said.

The youth’s body shook. He quickly raised his head, and confirming that the person before him was indeed the Eternal Sect Master he wanted to see, he said ecstatically, “Sect Master Jun!”

“Snap.”

Jun Changxiao snapped his fingers.

The elusive Xiao Zuiji nimbly placed a chair.

He sat down gracefully, crossing his legs. “Speak. Why did you want to see this seat?”

At this point, some readers would definitely start criticizing—a child kneeling on the ground for three days and nights, and this bastard doesn’t help him up. Simply has no compassion, his moral compass is completely crooked to Siberia!

Wait.

Hold your words—there will be an explanation later.

“I… I…” The youth straightened his posture, kowtowing to Jun Changxiao. “I came to apologize on behalf of my father…”

“Apologize?”

Jun Changxiao was a bit confused. “Who’s your father?”

“…”

The youth said with difficulty, “Qin Haoran!”

“You’re the son of the Hundred Sects Alliance Leader and Haoqi Sect Master?” Jun Changxiao said.

Readers had completely forgotten about this person, yet Gousheng could still remember him—this was truly unexpected!

“Correct.”

“Which wife bore you?”

“Twenty-third wife…”

“I remember your dad only had fourteen wives back then—he married ten more over these years?” Jun Changxiao said.

Wait.

How did he know so clearly how many wives and concubines Qin Haoran used to have?

The situation was this: back when the two had a grudge, Jun Changxiao had Fine Rain Hall thoroughly investigate the man’s background. Never mind wives and concubines—even how many cows and sheep his family had were investigated crystal clear.

“Twenty-three minus fourteen shouldn’t be nine?” Qin Lin calculated in his mind.

“Sect Master Jun!”

He didn’t dwell on the arithmetic and kowtowed again. “My father offended you back then. Today I’m apologizing on his behalf. I hope you, as a great person, will be magnanimous and not hold grudges against petty people!”

Gousheng laughed.

Before, he truly didn’t think well of Qin Haoran. After all, when he was still the Tiegu Sect, the man had maliciously suppressed him. Even when going to challenge Shengquan Sect and other forces, he would bring alliance members to watch him make a fool of himself.

However.

Later, as the sect’s strength increased, he’d already let it go.

More precisely.

He no longer took this rookie seriously.

Like the Xiao family that harmed Xiao Zuiji back then—weren’t they still surviving in Liyang City? Never mind now, even when the Tiegu Sect hadn’t been promoted to a sect, he could have easily annihilated them.

Jun Changxiao was very vengeful.

But the prerequisite was there must be a life-or-death grudge.

Like the Star Spirit Realm that caused Xingyun Continent’s destruction—as long as his strength allowed, he would definitely destroy them in the end.

Early-stage enemies like Qin Haoran, though they’d had conflicts, had only watched him make a fool of himself without doing anything too excessive. Naturally he wouldn’t nitpick. Otherwise, back when he just became sect leader and the whole city laughed at him, should he have directly annihilated the city?

This was Jun Changxiao.

An oddball walking on both the good person and bad person paths.

You say his moral compass is upright—sometimes he’s so crooked he makes Xiao Duo cry. You say his moral compass isn’t upright—sometimes his actions are so faultless even Xiao Duo can’t pick out any flaws.

It was precisely this sect master who combined absurdity, villainy, seriousness, brain-dead behavior, and straight-man tendencies into one that created today’s Eternal Sect and a group of disciples with vastly different personalities yet bound like brothers and sisters.

“Sect Master Jun!”

Qin Lin kowtowed again. “Please forgive my father!”

Learning that his father and Sect Master Jun had a grudge back then, his first reaction was disbelief, which developed into hatred toward his father, because in his heart, the latter was a god, his faith.

After being beaten by two Ai family direct descendants, the little guy ran to the wilderness and didn’t return home for several days, hiding alone in a cave.

He cried.

Was angry.

Hated.

But what could change now that it had happened?

Moreover, it was his own father.

“The mistakes Dad made.”

“As the son, I’ll make amends!”

With this thought, Qin Lin walked out of the cave and came alone to the Eternal Sect to kneel, not to join the sect, but only hoping Sect Master Jun could forgive his father’s past mistakes.

“Alliance Leader Qin.”

Jun Changxiao leaned back in his chair. “Is this your idea?”

From afar, Qin Haoran, who had been hiding in the shadows all along, stepped out with an ugly expression. “It’s my son’s idea.”

No wonder he remembered this person—he’d discovered him hiding in the shadows early on.

“Making a child apologize.”

Jun Changxiao said, “What kind of father are you?”

Though Qin Lin was very surprised his dad had come, he still hurriedly explained, “Sect Master Jun, this was my idea and has nothing to do with Father!”

“Swish!”

Jun Changxiao waved his hand, helping him up. Power containing life force merged into his body, quickly dispelling hunger and fatigue. “Though I don’t quite understand the situation, you need to remember one thing—the grudge between this seat and your father has long since dissipated.”

“Sect Master Jun forgave my father?” Qin Lin said joyfully.

“Thunk!”

Jun Changxiao lightly flicked his forehead with a finger, smiling. “Your dad and I have no grudge. Why would I need to forgive or not?”

“Father!”

Qin Lin turned around, saying happily, “You and Sect Master Jun have no grudge!”

“Sect Master Jun.”

Qin Haoran bowed to Jun Changxiao. “Thank you!”

Actually, he didn’t dare hope Jun Changxiao would forgive him, but saying these words in front of his son was undoubtedly helping him.

“Alliance Leader Qin.”

Jun Changxiao said, “Your son has excellent bone structure and is a one-in-ten-thousand martial arts prodigy. Are you interested in having him join this seat’s tutelage?”

Qin Haoran was dumbfounded.

Being willing to say in front of his son that they had no grudge was already very unexpected. Now he even wanted to take his son as a disciple—this was absolutely beyond his wildest dreams.

After a brief daze, Qin Haoran hurriedly said, “If Sect Master Jun doesn’t mind that my son is foolish, this Qin has no objections!”

“Lin’er!”

“Quickly kowtow to the Sect Master!”

Qin Lin was also stunned for a good while before snapping back to reality, then hurriedly knelt down, kowtowing. “Disciple Qin Lin, pays respects to Sect Master!”

“Qingyang.”

Jun Changxiao declared loudly, “Transmit this seat’s decree throughout the Eternal Realm—Qin Haoran’s son has now joined the Eternal Sect.”

“Yes!”

“Sect Master Jun…”

Qin Haoran’s body went rigid.

His hands trembled slightly, his cloudy eyes gradually gathering tears.

Jun Changxiao transmitted his voice. “The grudge between you and I should not implicate the children.”

With that.

He brought Qin Lin up the stairs leading to the Eternal Sect.

At that moment, his back was incomparably great. If there was a like button, Xiao Duo would have probably smashed it long ago.

“Thud!”

Qin Haoran knelt on the ground. The boulder that had weighed on his heart for decades finally fell, and tears streamed down his face. “Thank you, Sect Master Jun!”

“Whoosh!”

A gust of wind blew, lifting him up.

A voice came to his ear: “The Eternal Sect needs such talent. Since Alliance Leader Qin has the ability, why not have a few more?”

“Pfft!”

The System couldn’t help but laugh. “This means the host has no ability, right?”

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