The people from the Holy Spring Sect left, and Qin Haoran and the various sect leaders also departed.
Though they left at different times, they shared one thing in common—they all left holding in a bellyful of anger.
One side failed to teach Jun Changxiao a lesson, the other was insulted and called a dog, and the rest who came to watch the spectacle saw nothing—it would be strange if they were happy.
Those forces who came to join the excitement from other powers were utterly shocked.
Li Qingyang from the Iron Bone Sect, with his fourth-grade Wutu cultivation, defeated an eighth-grade Wutu—this was absolutely formidable!
Even more formidable was that Jun Changxiao, showing no fear of a colossus like the Holy Spring Sect, actually made an agreement to go to the Holy Spring Sect one year later to exchange pointers and discuss the Dao!
Was there something wrong with his brain?
This was what all the martial artists were thinking on the way down the mountain.
They could understand disciples winning through special martial techniques, but an eighth-rate sect challenging a fifth-rate sect—this was absolutely a joke!
“The Iron Bone Sect’s leader really has guts, daring to challenge the Holy Spring Sect!”
“He truly doesn’t know his own limits.”
“In my opinion, he won’t even get past Alliance Leader Qin, let alone make it to the Holy Spring Sect.”
“That fellow didn’t even give a specific time limit either. Who knows when he’ll go to the Heroic Spirit Sect to exchange pointers?”
“Ever since this Sect Leader Jun made a spectacle of himself at the Hundred Sects Recruitment, our Qingyang Commandery hasn’t had a moment’s peace.”
Many martial artists discussed this privately, yet they also rather looked forward to Jun Changxiao quickly taking his disciples to the Heroic Spirit Sect to exchange pointers. After all, this would add a bit of entertainment to their tedious cultivation careers.
Moreover.
If the jianghu was too peaceful, that wasn’t good either.
…
Outside the Lingquan Sect ruins.
Jun Changxiao walked out and cupped his fists gratefully. “Elder Ma, thanks to your timely arrival. Otherwise, Jun truly wouldn’t have known how to face the Holy Spring Sect.”
Ma Yunting said, “Since my Cangshan Sect is also within Qingyang Commandery’s territory, naturally we won’t tolerate the Holy Spring Sect coming to bully Little Friend Jun.”
Jun Changxiao said earnestly, “Today’s assistance, Jun will remember in his heart. In the future, if Elder Ma has any use for my Iron Bone Sect, we will certainly spare no effort to help!”
His principle was—
If you treat me badly, I’ll treat you even worse.
If you treat me well, I’ll treat you even better.
Moreover, the fifth-rate Cangshan Sect had deep foundations. If he could befriend them, it would truly be an excellent thick thigh to hold onto.
Jun Changxiao wouldn’t actively latch onto anyone’s coattails, but when a thigh extended itself to him, he’d definitely grab on. If he were base enough to pluck leg hairs one by one, his brain would definitely have been caught in a door.
Elder Ma smiled. “Sect Leader Jun, Ma truly does have a favor to ask.”
“Please speak.” Jun Changxiao said.
Elder Ma glanced at the disciples behind him. “These disappointing disciples have encountered some troubles in their martial path. I ask Little Friend Jun to give them guidance.”
Jun Changxiao said, “No problem.”
With that, he crushed a basic-grade Insight Talisman and began listening to each Cangshan Sect disciple explain their martial path problems one by one, giving the most correct guidance.
Well…
He also incidentally learned the Cangshan Sect’s martial techniques as well.
He couldn’t be blamed for this. Under the enhancement of the Insight Talisman, as long as he obtained the cultivation method, he could comprehend it in mere minutes.
Of course, this miraculous comprehension talisman had one drawback—it only worked on Xingyun Continent martial techniques and had no effect on System Store techniques.
It would be completely impossible for Jun Changxiao to rely on the Insight Talisman to comprehend System Store techniques. Fortunately, the three types of System Store techniques that had refreshed during this period weren’t too difficult to learn.
…
In just about ten minutes, the Cangshan Sect disciples were guided one by one. Each fell into contemplation, and the confusions they’d previously had on their martial paths became suddenly clear.
Xie Guangkun standing nearby was dumbstruck.
Fifth-rate sect disciples were actually being guided one by one by an eighth-rate sect leader until they had sudden enlightenment—this scene was truly unimaginable!
He moved closer, rather embarrassed. “Sect Leader Jun, Xie also has difficulties on his martial path. I wonder if you could resolve them for me?”
“Please speak.” Jun Changxiao said.
Earlier at the martial arts grounds, City Lord Xie had stepped forward to mediate, and he knew the man was on his side, so he absolutely didn’t mind pointing him in the right direction.
Xie Guangkun explained a fist technique he cultivated and even gave a demonstration on the spot.
Jun Changxiao paused briefly in silence, then gave professional technical guidance and slightly modified the way the fist technique circulated energy.
Of course.
He also learned the martial technique.
This modification left City Lord Xie stunned for quite a while. Finally, he raised his thumb in amazement. “Sect Leader Jun, this slight modification has resolved Xie’s confusion of many years. You are truly a divine person!”
Jun Changxiao said modestly, “This seat only has this one merit. My martial path is not worth mentioning. In the future, I’ll still need to rely heavily on City Lord Xie.”
Be arrogant when it’s time to be arrogant, and build good relationships when it’s time to build them. After all, the road ahead was still long. If he offended the entire world, unless he had protagonist’s plot armor, he’d meet his end sooner or later.
Xie Guangkun was also an old fox—how could he not understand the meaning behind these words? So he said earnestly, “Sect Leader Jun, please rest assured. As long as you’re within Qingyang City’s territory, whoever dares move against your Iron Bone Sect is making an enemy of Qingyang City’s three million six hundred thousand citizens!”
Invoking three million six hundred thousand citizens at the slightest disagreement—this city lord was somewhat adorable.
However, how could he have imagined that one day in the future, when war spread to Qingyang Commandery and tens of thousands of cavalry troops besieged Qingyang City, that man and those disciples would stand on the city walls, using their iron-boned bodies to defend those three million six hundred thousand citizens.
…
Since the disciples received guidance and needed to go into seclusion to comprehend it, Ma Yunting took his leave. However, before departing, he gave one million taels as thanks for the guidance.
Jun Changxiao said in surprise, “A million taels in one go—Elder Ma is truly wealthy!”
Xie Guangkun said, “Though the Cangshan Sect lives in seclusion in the Cang Mountains and rarely walks the jianghu, they have enterprises in every city, all managed by Elder Ma. Their financial resources are not to be underestimated.”
“As expected.”
Jun Changxiao thought to himself, “Whether in my former world or this current otherworld, those surnamed Ma are all remarkable.”
The System said, “Hurry up and call him daddy.”
“Scram.”
Jun Changxiao led his disciples and Xie Guangkun down the mountain together back to Qingyang City. As for Xiao Zuiji and Ye Xingchen on the high slope, they continued their cultivation.
…
Before long, news about the Iron Bone Sect making a one-year battle agreement with the Holy Spring Sect spread throughout all of Qingyang Commandery, undoubtedly stirring up massive waves!
“Did you hear about what happened at Lingquan Mountain?”
This became the first question when martial artists met each other. If someone answered they hadn’t heard, they were definitely a shut-in homebody who would be scorned by everyone.
The one-year agreement.
Not only did it spread through Qingyang Commandery, it also reached other commanderies.
After the families and sects of various commanderies learned the news one after another, not only did they remember the previously obscure Iron Bone Sect, they also unanimously agreed this was courting death in flamboyant fashion!
In fact, Jun Changxiao daring to issue the challenge agreement was like Xiao Zuiji’s three-year agreement—setting a goal for himself, such as defeating a fifth-rate sect one year later.
Not starting with eighth-rate or seventh-rate sects, but directly setting the target on a fifth-rate sect—this was truly rather audacious.
Either grow stronger through courting death, or sing a lament in courting death.
This was very thrilling!
After returning to the sect, Jun Changxiao gathered his disciples and said, “One year from now, we’ll go to the Holy Spring Sect to exchange pointers and discuss the Dao. Your task is to continuously grow stronger and keep getting stronger. Tell this seat loudly—can you do it!”
“Yes!”
All the disciples clasped their hands behind their backs and shouted loudly.
“Okay, dismissed.”