The Imperial Sword Profound Sect and Soaring Blade Profound Sect, two sects with old grudges, gathered again but didn’t oppose each other with daggers drawn. Instead, they all locked onto Jun Changxiao, because this was their common enemy.

“Huff!”

“Huff huff!”

On Lingfeng Mountain, blade and sword momentum erupted.

The martial artists from various sects had very good judgment and all retreated several steps, clearing out a space suitable for battle.

Though Jun Changxiao stood quite straight, his heart was actually a bit panicked.

I just came purely to listen to big shots bragging—how did it develop to this point in the end?

“Boy.”

Soaring Blade Profound Sect Master Mo Kaiyin said coldly: “Draw your line!”

Blade practitioners were all quite direct in temperament and wouldn’t say any roundabout words. One word—battle!

“My apologies.”

Jun Changxiao said: “This seat came to attend the assembly, not to battle. If you want to fight, let’s arrange another day.”

Gou Sheng wasn’t being cowardly—mainly he was anxious to return to the sect to study the secret manual.

“Ding! Side quest triggered.”

“…”

Jun Changxiao collapsed internally: “This is definitely forcing me to fight!”

As he guessed, opening the task panel, the content was—defeat Imperial Sword Profound Sect Master 0/1, Soaring Blade Profound Sect Master 0/1 [Elite Quest].

“Look!”

The system said very firmly: “Only by going out and moving around more can you get more tasks!”

The words were right, but both Profound-level sect masters had Third-Turn level strength, and moreover, one was proficient in sword dao and one in blade dao. Without bringing helpers, how could he defeat them!

The system said: “The system only issues tasks. Whether you can complete them depends on host yourself.”

“…”

Jun Changxiao wanted to curse.

“Boy!”

Mo Kaiyin sneered and said: “This is not up to you.”

“Boom!”

A heavy and solid large blade appeared horizontally before him, carved with complex patterns. From the surrounding flickering light effects alone, one could tell the quality was definitely not low.

The task had come—he definitely had to fight. But Jun Changxiao kept pondering in his heart whether he should use the Difficult to Accept Blade, or use… right, there were also several types of talismans given in the upper realm big gift package!

“Stomp!”

Jun Changxiao stepped forward, the Great Sage Set gradually covering his body, and said proudly: “Then let’s battle!”

Though he was two turns lower than his opponent, with the special effect equipment and the talismans given in the big gift package, he didn’t believe he couldn’t handle him!

“Swoosh! Swoosh!”

The martial artists from various sects quickly retreated even farther, clearing out the entire area paved with stone slabs—they were practically ready to pull out small stools and eat watermelon while watching the show.

…

“Huff!”

Cold wind blew, the atmosphere murderous.

“Crack!”

Mo Kaiyin shook his head, and crisp bone-cracking sounds came.

The large blade standing before him, emanating a heavy aura, shone even brighter, as if extremely hungry and thirsty.

“Boy!”

Mo Kaiyin grabbed the blade handle with one hand and said: “Show your weapon. This seat disdains bullying someone who’s unarmed!”

An honorable man!

Jun Changxiao shook his head and said: “I prefer to solve problems with my fists.”

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to take out a weapon to battle—it was that compared to someone else’s large blade with full special effects, the Tyrant Heaven Spear and Heaven-Questioning Sword would absolutely be crushed.

“No good.”

Jun Changxiao thought darkly: “Still need to find a way to get some equipment.”

The system said: “The exclusive divine weapon upgraded to Wielding Brush Over Rivers and Mountains hasn’t been eliminated—host can take it out to use.”

“Right!”

Jun Changxiao hurriedly summoned this exclusive divine weapon that had been gathering dust in his spatial ring until it was almost covered in cobwebs.

Everyone looked and saw it was an iron brush, immediately bursting into laughter.

No help for it—the upgraded version of the exclusive divine weapon was truly impoverished and plain, completely unable to compare with someone else’s blade that looked like Highly Toxic Dragon Slayer.

Mo Kaiyin raised an eyebrow and said: “You want a literary duel?”

“Martial duel!”

Jun Changxiao grasped Wielding Brush Over Rivers and Mountains, and an aura of swallowing rivers and mountains immediately erupted from his whole body.

With an exclusive divine weapon came an exclusive background music.

But… when Mo Kaiyin swung his precious blade and his Third-Turn cultivation fully erupted, regardless of your aura or background music, everything was completely suppressed!

“Boom!”

Blade light flashed, shaking the wilderness.

“Stomp stomp stomp!”

Jun Changxiao retreated repeatedly. When he stabilized his body, he grimaced and thought darkly: “Is a Third-Turn Turn-Core Realm that strong!”

“Nonsense.”

The system said: “The upper realm’s one to nine turns isn’t like the lower realm’s one to nine grades. As the saying goes, a woman three years older holds a gold brick—realms differing by one turn separate by a mountain!”

“Damn!”

Jun Changxiao said: “You plagiarized the narration!”

“Huff!”

Suddenly, Mo Kaiyin swung his large blade and slashed over. His own power and the weapon’s power burst forth—it could be called earth-shattering!

Look at Jun Changxiao again, holding the plain iron brush—he was simply a zero-spending player directly facing a pay-to-win warrior!

“Boom!”

The large blade heavily slashed over.

Though Gou Sheng dodged, he was still swept backward in disarray by the air wave and special effects.

“No suspense.”

“Absolute suppression in strength!”

“Who gave him the courage to dare stand out and single-handedly challenge Sect Master Mo?”

From the brief exchange, the various martial artists could already tell how many tricks Jun Changxiao had up his sleeve, and they overwhelmingly believed that after fighting a few more moves, he’d definitely be defeated.

“Huff!”

“Huff!”

Mo Kaiyin swung the large blade, and light and shadow instantly erupted.

Clearly, this guy was showing off his skills, letting the various sects witness his blade techniques at the peak of perfection!

“Swoosh! Swoosh!”

Jun Changxiao was powerless to resist and could only retreat step by step.

This was still him—if it were other First-Turn Turn-Core Realm cultivators, they simply wouldn’t have the ability to dodge!

“Huff huff!”

“Huff huff!”

Blade shadows crisscrossed, and the speed was also gradually accelerating.

Jun Changxiao unlocked various embarrassing postures to dodge, and truly realized that coming to the upper realm, he was really weak.

“Boy!”

Mo Kaiyin gathered true energy on the large blade and said coldly: “Is this all the ability you have!”

“Huff!”

He raised the blade and fiercely slashed over, instantly forming three blade energies that hugged the ground, like sharp fangs and claws!

“Crack crack crack!”

The ground shattered, blade marks spread.

“It’s over.”

Everyone shook their heads.

“Ding! Ding! Ding!”

Suddenly, crisp collision sounds came, causing their eyes to gradually widen, because that guy not only didn’t dodge before the three powerful blade lights, but instead struck a standing Buddha pose and used his body to forcibly receive them!

“Hmm?”

Mo Kaiyin’s eyes were full of surprise.

He could clearly sense that the opponent’s skin exposed on the outside gradually turned to stone, especially when slashing on the body—it was like slashing a lump of iron.

“Swoosh!”

Just then, Jun Changxiao instantly closed in, gathering true energy in his right fist and blasting over.

From stepping forward to striking, the entire process occurred in a flash. Mo Kaiyin could only block by placing the blade horizontally before him.

“Boom—”

An ear-splitting explosion came, and the entire Lingfeng Mountain violently trembled.

“Stomp stomp stomp!”

From where the air wave erupted, Mo Kaiyin held his blade and explosively retreated. When he stabilized ten zhang away, he went ‘wa’ and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The martial artists from various sects were dumbfounded.

Because not only was Soaring Blade Profound Sect Master’s face pale, the large blade pressed close to his body actually had a fist imprint sunken into it, with dense cracks spreading around it, as if it could shatter at any moment.

“Swoosh!”

Jun Changxiao withdrew his fist and looked at the stunned Qiao Baishou in the distance, saying indifferently: “It’s your turn!”

At this moment, the onlooking crowd’s eyes gradually widened, because this guy’s skin, hair, eyebrows, and pupils had all turned… golden yellow!

In the distance.

Wielding Brush Over Rivers and Mountains, seemingly abandoned, lay quietly on the ground watching its master show off.