Countless large trees were severed at the waist across a range spanning dozens of meters—this sight made Ma Yunteng and Wang Donglin’s hearts and spirits tremble.
At that moment.
They realized that when Sect Leader Jun sparred with Sect Master Huang, he hadn’t fully unleashed the blade’s power!
Fighting the Sacred Spring Sect’s Sect Master aimed at victory, not killing the enemy, so Jun Changxiao naturally had no need to explode the Martial Saint’s soul to its extreme.
But facing this evil sect hall master who came to “borrow the blade,” he wouldn’t hold back and would fully erupt, so the destructive power carried would definitely be even more terrifying!
“Too frightening!”
“Truly a divine weapon!”
Witnessing the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade’s weapon spirit appear once again, City Lord Xie, Family Head Ai, and the others were still filled with震撼.
“Thud.”
Just then, the Demonic Malice Sect hall master who had been standing in place collapsed.
His head that flew off landed squarely on a tree stump that had been cut down, his facial expression forever frozen in terror and despair.
He would never have dreamed that he would die just like this—cleanly and efficiently.
No helping it.
The demonic energy he had condensed was restrained by the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade, and facing the full eruption of the Martial Saint’s soul, he could only tragically become a soul under the blade.
Thinking about what the hall master had said earlier, we discover that he didn’t hasten his pursuit to catch them—he hastened to his death, then went to report to the Palace of Yama together with his subordinates.
“Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing a side quest and obtaining 500 contribution points.”
“Ding! Sect contribution points: 2205/2000.”
“Ding! Sect contribution points overflow…”
It turned out that when the hall master appeared and threatened to borrow the blade, the side quest had been triggered, with the content being to counter-kill the Demonic Malice Sect hall master—it was even an elite quest.
With a quest on hand, Sect Leader Jun definitely wouldn’t let him slip away, so when the opponent fled, he instantly activated the Martial Saint’s soul to its extreme, achieving a single slash decapitation.
“Swish!”
Withdrawing the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade as the Martial Saint’s soul gradually dissipated, Jun Changxiao thought to himself, “You should feel honored to die under Lord Guan’s blade.”
Li Qingyang and the others didn’t wait for the sect leader’s order and had already begun habitually looting, successively obtaining quite a few spatial rings.
The Demonic Malice Sect disciples had nothing good—the fattest prize was definitely the hall master, whose ring contained quite a bit of silver, medicinal materials, minerals, as well as several evil sect cultivation manuals.
After Jun Changxiao collected everything, he set fire to the corpses, saying, “This place is not suitable for lingering. We should return to Qingyang Commandery as quickly as possible.”
“Alright.”
Everyone had lost interest in eating barbecue and hurried on their way, successfully entering Qingyang Commandery territory two days later.
During this time, Sect Leader Jun bought 6 more bottles of Aptitude Transformation Liquid, with contribution points falling from overflow back to 1905 points.
“Sect Leader Jun.”
Reaching the fork in the road, Ma Yunteng said with furrowed brows, “You killed the Demonic Malice Sect’s hall master, which means you’ve made an enemy of a third-rate evil sect. They’ll definitely retaliate in the future. Why don’t you bring your disciples to our Cangshan Sect to lie low for a while?”
This was the best solution he had thought of on the road.
Jun Changxiao said, “Elder Ma’s kind intentions are appreciated by Jun, but one takes responsibility for one’s own actions—how could I drag down Cangshan Sect?”
“Although our two sects haven’t formed an alliance, we already have the intention to ally. When one side faces difficulty, we will definitely provide full assistance.” Ma Yunteng said earnestly.
City Lord Xie and Family Head Ai looked on with solemn respect.
For the sake of the Iron Bones Sect, willing to offend the Demonic Malice Sect.
This revolutionary friendship was truly hard to find on the Xingyun Continent.
Jun Changxiao was also deeply moved, but he cupped his hands, saying, “Please rest assured, Elder Ma—that third-rate evil sect may not necessarily be able to do anything to my Iron Bones Sect!”
These words were spoken with great confidence.
Why?
Because he had already purchased a mid-grade sect protection grand formation!
As long as it was installed in the sect, whether it was the Demonic Malice Sect or Ghost Malice Sect, if they could get in, he’d acknowledge their prowess!
Jun Changxiao had confidence, but Ma Yunteng didn’t know this, so hearing his words, he immediately felt like he was boasting a bit.
Never mind a third-rate evil sect—even offending a sixth or seventh-rate evil sect would be extremely troublesome.
Honestly.
Sect Leader Jun truly didn’t fear sixth or seventh-rate sects, after all, he had previously annihilated the Black Eagle Hall.
“Elder Ma, Elder Wang.” Jun Changxiao cupped his hands, saying, “It’s getting late. Let us part ways here.”
“Ah.”
Ma Yunteng sighed and cupped his hands, saying, “Sect Leader Jun, we will return and report to our sect leader to form an alliance with your esteemed sect as soon as possible.”
“Farewell!”
Jun Changxiao led everyone away.
Wang Donglin said with furrowed brows, “Provoking the Demonic Malice Sect is a big trouble for the Iron Bones Sect.”
Ma Yunteng said, “If we gave this emerging sect a few hundred more years to develop, they might not fear a third-rate evil sect, but right now…”
“Let’s go.”
Wang Donglin said, “We’ll return and see if our sect leader has any methods that could help the Iron Bones Sect resolve this calamity.”
In their view, the Iron Bones Sect provoking the Demonic Malice Sect was a calamity—if they couldn’t overcome it, they would be annihilated.
However.
Jun Changxiao, returning to his sect, was thinking that if the Demonic Malice Sect dared come for revenge, he himself would become their disaster, and he’d keep them company to the end!
Of course.
He didn’t believe he currently had the strength to challenge a third-rate evil sect.
But there was still plenty of time—once he grew stronger in the future, he would definitely play this evil sect to death bit by bit!
Demonic Malice Sect.
You’d better not come provoke this old man!
Sect Leader Jun wouldn’t have imagined that when he killed the hall master, the Demonic Malice Sect branch headquarters in Southwest Yang Province had already received the news.
“What?”
The grand hall master at the branch headquarters said incredulously, “The Iron Bones Sect in Qingyang Commandery can kill a peak Wuzong like Hall Master Zhao?”
“Sir.”
An elder said, “This is intelligence transmitted from above. There definitely won’t be any error, so we must annihilate the Iron Bones Sect as quickly as possible and bring back that blade with the weapon spirit.”
The grand hall master stroked his chin and immediately ordered, “Dispatch ten Wuzong to go wipe out the Iron Bones Sect in one fell swoop.”
The elder said, “This subordinate believes it would be best to send Jiang Xie.”
The grand hall master said indifferently, “To annihilate a seventh or eighth-rate sect, do we really need to deploy a Wuwang? Isn’t that making a mountain out of a molehill?”
The elder said, “The Iron Bones Sect was able to kill Hall Master Zhao, so they should have some capability. This subordinate fears there might be fish that slip through the net.”
“Makes sense.”
The grand hall master said, “Go notify Jiang Xie.”
“Yes.”
……
In Southwest Yang Province there was a rather remote town with a population of only two to three hundred thousand, named Jiang Family Town.
The reason it was called Jiang Family Town was because there had once been a Jiang family here with formidable wealth and strength, not even inferior to families within cities.
Several thousand years ago.
People surnamed Jiang in the town accounted for at least seventy percent or more—one could say it was a very large clan.
Nothing in this world prospers eternally.
As time flowed by, the Jiang family gradually declined from prosperity.
To this day, the Jiang family no longer existed, Jiang surname clan members had successively migrated elsewhere, but the name Jiang Family Town had continued to be used.
Of course.
There were still people surnamed Jiang, but in Jiang Family Town, not even one in ten remained.
“Beggar Jiang, king of beggars, sleeps all day long, sleeps on a broken bed all day long.” Outside a dilapidated house, several children were loudly chanting.
“Creak.”
A man about thirty-some years old pushed open the broken window, rubbing his eyes, saying lazily, “You bunch of little brats, disturbing this great master’s sleep again—do you want your hides…”
Bang! Bang!
Before he finished speaking, a pile of small stones flew over, striking his face with unerring accuracy. The pain made him hurriedly close the window as he shouted angrily, “This great master is looking for a stick—when I catch you little bastards, I’ll definitely spank your butts!”
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