Lingfeng Mountain.

A relatively famous mountain in the upper realm, because many sects liked to discuss dao and debate here.

At this moment, on the ancient stone steps leading up the mountain, martial artists from various surrounding major sects were walking together.

Jun Changxiao was also mixed in among them, but because he wore a black robe and walked with his head down, he had very little presence.

“Martial Brother, why is he alone?”

“Probably a wandering cultivator who came from far away to watch the excitement.”

The martial artists walking on the mountain path were all in groups, only Jun Changxiao was alone, so even though he acted as low-key as possible, he was still like a firefly in the dark—so distinct, so outstanding.

“I thought it was some high-level symposium,” Jun Changxiao shook his head. In his heart, he decided that once he completed the side quest, he’d immediately return to the sect.

The system said speechlessly: “Would host be able to withstand the aura of big shots if you attended that kind of top sect symposium?”

His own sect belonged to the lower tier in the upper realm, yet he still had the face to look down on others!

Following the steps up to the mountaintop, what appeared in his view was a flat area artificially carved out. Martial artists from various major sects gathered together, immediately reminding Jun Changxiao of the Mount Hua martial competition he’d participated in before and Palace Master Xi.

“Stop!”

Just as he was about to walk over, a martial artist blocked him and said sternly: “This place is currently holding a sect alliance. Those not from sect forces are forbidden to enter.”

Jun Changxiao said: “Which of your eyes saw that I’m not from a sect?”

“Both left and right eyes saw it!” the martial artist said indifferently.

Jun Changxiao shook his head and said: “Then this seat still advises you to quickly go treat your eyes, lest you become blind in the future.”

“You…”

The martial artist immediately became angry.

Jun Changxiao ignored him, then clearly announced toward the inside: “Jun Changxiao, Sect Master of the Eternal Sect, has come to attend the Lingfeng Mountain Sect Alliance.”

As he spoke, that air of a sect master completely erupted.

When being funny, Gou Sheng was very funny. When being serious, Gou Sheng… was still very funny.

“Eternal Sect?”

The high-level members of various major sects who were mutually flattering each other turned their heads one after another, their eyes all showing surprise.

Everyone was in the southeast region, so naturally they’d heard of this sect that ascended as a whole, and they knew well that the Imperial Sword Profound Sect and Soaring Blade Profound Sect had suffered losses at their hands.

“It’s him!”

“I’ve seen him at the foot of the mountain before!”

When various major sects had gone to Eternal Immortal Mountain to cause trouble, some people had followed to watch the excitement and had seen Jun Changxiao’s true appearance.

“A sect that just ascended actually came to attend our alliance—does he really think he’s an important figure?” a sect high-level member said unhappily.

Although none of the sects present had reached Profound level, this didn’t prevent them from relying on their seniority.

Jun Changxiao said: “Do all you big shots not welcome Jun?”

“Young fellow.”

An elder spoke up and said: “Though you are a sect master, you’ve only just arrived. When you’ve established a foothold in the upper realm, then come attend sect alliances.”

Very gentle words, but clearly telling Jun Changxiao that the Eternal Sect wasn’t qualified to attend this symposium.

“Elder Lan.”

A rather elegant middle-aged man said: “You can’t say it that way. After all, the Eternal Sect is also a sect. Since they came from far away to attend, how can we refuse them outside the door?”

Jun Changxiao cast a grateful gaze.

Among so many sect martial artists, although they didn’t openly show contempt, the disdain revealed in their eyes was enough to explain the problem. Only this person stood out to speak good words for him.

The system said: “Is the upper realm version of Cangshan Sect about to appear?”

“Sect Master Jun.”

The elegant middle-aged man cupped his fists and said: “Please come in.”

“Many thanks!”

Jun Changxiao clasped his fists, then ignored the martial artist blocking him and stepped onto the platform paved with special stones.

“Ding! Side quest completed. Host receives 200,000 contribution points.”

“Ding! Sect contribution value: 240,000.”

“Ding! Congratulations to host for completing the side quest. Receive hidden reward: Experience Talisman ×1, Great Thousand Shadow Division Art ×1.”

“It gave a secret manual?”

Jun Changxiao hurriedly merged it into his spatial ring and discovered a yellowed book appearing.

“Sorry!”

In the outside world, he cupped his fists and said: “This seat still has matters, so I’ll head back first.”

The various major sect martial artists immediately became confused.

Initially, you wanted to come in, and you came in. Now you want to turn and leave—this really doesn’t take the sect alliance seriously!

“Sect Master Jun.”

The elegant middle-aged man smiled and said: “The Lingfeng Mountain Sect Alliance is only held once every few years. Since you’ve already come, why not stay and broaden your horizons?”

“Alright then.”

Seeing that the other party helped speak for him, Jun Changxiao gave up his plan to leave. After all, even if it had no substance, it wouldn’t waste much time.

“The Imperial Sword Profound Sect has arrived!”

Suddenly, a martial artist’s shout came from the steps.

Damn!

This sect also attended!

Jun Changxiao didn’t know that this Lingfeng Mountain alliance held every few years was initiated by sects like the Imperial Sword Profound Sect.

“Swoosh!”

“Swoosh!”

Just then, Imperial Sword Profound Sect high-level members strode up to the mountaintop.

Walking at the front was a white-haired elder about seventy years old. Not only were his eyes sharp as swords, but he also emanated a sword energy that pressed upon others.

“Greetings to Sect Master Qiao!”

The big shots of each sect politely cupped their fists.

Jun Changxiao’s expression became even more wonderful. The one who came was actually the sect master. Was it still too late for me to disappear now?

“Sect Master Qiao.”

The elegant middle-aged man pointed at Jun Changxiao and proactively introduced: “This is the Sect Master of the Eternal Sect.”

He was smiling.

Smiling meaningfully.

Jun Changxiao wasn’t an idiot either—he immediately understood that the other party proactively helping him was actually to pit him!

Damn!

You upper realm people really know how to play!

System: “Getting face-slapped again, my heart is instead completely calm.”

“Oh?”

Qiao Baishou’s gaze immediately became even colder. His Third-Turn Turn-Core Realm cultivation completely erupted, as if transforming into sharp swords fiercely stabbing over.

Stealing flying swords, extorting profound stones—being targeted by others was reasonable.

Having experienced great storms and waves, Jun Changxiao stood proudly in place, allowing the sharp sword-like momentum to press upon him, and said indifferently: “So it’s Sect Master of the Imperial Sword Profound Sect. I’ve long admired you!”

“Sect Master Jun.”

Qiao Baishou said indifferently: “There are still quite a few accounts between our two sects that haven’t been settled.”

If not for considering the bearing of a Profound-level sect master, he might have directly summoned his sword to attack.

“Hehe.”

Jun Changxiao responded with a dry smile. In this situation, what else could he say!

“The Soaring Blade Profound Sect has arrived!”

Just then, someone shouted again. Several martial artists with heavy imposing auras walked to the mountaintop and swaggered onto the platform.

Damn!

Another enemy arrived!

“Sect Master Qiu.” That middle-aged man with a blade hidden in his smile introduced again: “This is the Sect Master of the Eternal Sect.”

“Damn it!”

Jun Changxiao cursed in his heart: “I remember you now!”

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