“Whoo!”
In the cold, snowy land, Jun Changxiao exhaled a breath of hot air, his gaze holding memories of the past.
Yao Mengying descended from the warship and looked at the vast white surroundings, asking in confusion, “Sect Master, why did we stop here?”
“Because…”
Jun Changxiao said, “This is where this seat first arrived in the Upper Realm.”
On the 9th day of the 9th month of Xingyun Year 12028, Dogshit, relying on the Heaven-Seizing Fortune Creation Formation, ascended alone to the Upper Realm. His landing point was right here, within the Imperial Sword Profound Sect’s territory.
“I see.”
Yao Mengying said no more, giving the Sect Master time to reminisce about the past and reflect on bygone days.
When Jun Changxiao first arrived in the Upper Realm, he’d had a conflict with the Imperial Sword Profound Sect here and ultimately stolen their flying swords, which he still hadn’t returned.
Actually, Dogshit couldn’t be said to be at fault for intruding into their territory. After all, he’d been randomly transported here and had no control over it himself. Moreover, he’d apologized at the time, but the other party hadn’t planned to let it go, which led to the later escalation of conflict.
What about this time?
Knowing this was Imperial Sword Profound Sect territory, he still forcibly broke through the formation and swaggered in on a warship—clearly looking for trouble!
No!
I’m here to visit!
You set up formations at your door—if I don’t break through, how can I enter?
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
Streams of light flew over rapidly.
Very obviously, the Imperial Sword Profound Sect had also realized their formation had been broken and sent out numerous disciples to rush over.
They were just as furious as last time.
Territory was deliberately marked off, meaning unauthorized entry was forbidden. Yet someone had the audacity to break the formation—clearly provoking the Profound-tier sect’s authority!
“You’ve eaten a bear’s heart and a leopard’s gall, daring to trespass into my Imperial Sword Profound Sect!”
“Must be severely punished!”
The Imperial Sword Profound Sect disciples cursed as they flew over. Only when they arrived on scene and saw the Tongu Warship standing arrogantly in the snow, saw Jun Changxiao wearing his sable fur cloak, did the fury on their faces suddenly transform into shock and terror.
It’s him!
The Wangu Sect’s Sect Master!
“Everyone.”
A harmless smile appeared on Jun Changxiao’s face. “This seat has come again. Are you welcoming me or not?”
We don’t welcome you at all!
…
The Imperial Sword Profound Sect had been very low-key recently, so low-key it was as if they’d disconnected from the entire world.
Why?
Because the guy who’d once trespassed into their territory and sent people to pursue him all the way to Phoenix Roost Immortal Mountain—that guy had a master who was Tongu Zhenren!
This was a big shot they absolutely couldn’t provoke!
Especially later, when various races and top-tier experts gathered at the Wangu Sect, they spent every day in fear, terrified that guy would suddenly come looking for trouble.
Fortunately, over three years had passed, and the other party still hadn’t come, seemingly having forgotten about their grievances.
“Everyone.”
In the Imperial Sword Profound Sect’s great hall, Sect Master Qiao Baishou said with a grave expression, “This seat has been feeling mentally disturbed lately. This is probably an ill omen.”
Several elders said in unison, “We’ve had the same feeling.”
“Sect Master!”
Just then, a cry of alarm came from outside the hall. “Some… someone has trespassed into the sect…”
Qiao Baishou and several elders rushed out urgently, only to see a warship flying toward the mountain gate, openly suspended above the training ground. When the light gradually dispersed, the four characters “Tongu Warship” could be clearly seen.
It’s over!
That guy has come calling!
In an instant, Qiao Baishou and several elders finally understood why they’d been mentally disturbed lately!
You can dodge the first day, but you can’t dodge the fifteenth!
“Sect Master Qiao.”
Jun Changxiao appeared at the warship’s prow, cupping his fists. “After parting at Spirit Peak Mountain, I’ve missed you greatly, so today I’ve specially come to visit.”
Not mentioning the forcible breaking of formations just now, this guy was actually quite polite.
“…”
Qiao Baishou’s expression was very ugly.
Arriving on a warship and standing over his own sect—such an arrogant action, was he sure he wasn’t here to smash the place?
Several high-ranking members were also burning with anger but dared not speak out, because the aura this guy emanated seemed no weaker than their own.
Profound-tier sect high-ranking members generally had strength around the second or third revolution, so possessing seventh revolution cultivation, Jun Changxiao could still intimidate them even without bringing disciples.
“Sect Master Jun!”
Qiao Baishou said in a deep voice, “Your manner of visiting seems somewhat improper, doesn’t it?”
Your master is Tongu Zhenren, so you’re impressive.
But my Imperial Sword Profound Sect is still considered a Profound-tier sect in the Upper Realm. How can I let you humiliate us like this!
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
Just then, several sword lights flew from the warship.
Qiao Baishou and several elders thought the other party was executing some kind of sword technique and hurriedly erupted with their cultivation.
“Clang! Clang! Clang!”
Imperial Sword Profound Sect members gathered near the training ground also summoned their weapons one after another. Various special effects gathered on the sword blades, making the atmosphere instantly turn deadly.
The result?
The incoming sword lights didn’t attack anyone—they simply embedded themselves in front of the great hall.
After the light faded, several sword weapons were revealed.
“Sect Master Qiao.”
Jun Changxiao said, “When this seat first arrived in the Upper Realm, I received your sect’s generous gift of several flying swords. Today, I’m also specially returning them.”
“…”
Qiao Baishou nearly vomited blood.
These flying swords were clearly stolen by you—our sect never gave them!
Jun Changxiao said, “Borrowing and returning swords is one matter. You people pursuing and trying to kill this seat is another matter entirely, so…” He leaped down to the training ground with a smile. “We still need to settle accounts clearly.”
As expected!
He came to smash the place!
Without strength, he could only hide. With strength, if he still played the grandson, that definitely wasn’t Jun Changxiao’s style.
“Sigh.”
The System said, “The host’s feet have left the ground again.”
“Sect Master Jun.” Qiao Baishou frowned. “At Spirit Peak Mountain, you once said the grievances between our sects had vanished into smoke!”
“Correct.”
Jun Changxiao admitted frankly, “This seat did say that.”
“But…” He paused, then smiled. “If this seat remembers correctly, when Sect Master Qiao first arrived at Spirit Peak Mountain, you also seemed to say that our two sects still had quite a few accounts to settle, didn’t you?”
“…”
Qiao Baishou could see it now—this guy was playing the rogue, deliberately finding fault with the Imperial Sword Profound Sect.
“Jun Changxiao!”
One high-ranking member finally couldn’t hold back and roared furiously, “Don’t bully people too…”
The voice stopped abruptly, because Yao Mengying suddenly appeared in front of him, lightly raising her small hand to strike. Throughout the entire process, there was no aura eruption, appearing very weak and powerless.
“Boom—”
That Imperial Sword Profound Sect elder immediately flew from the great hall like a cannonball, then with his right cheek swollen, fell unconscious a hundred zhang away.
“Anyone else who dares shout my Sect Master’s name.”
Yao Mengying patted her hands, her eyes flashing with cold intent. “The outcome will be death.”
Having completely inherited the Innate Sacred Demon Body, even without deliberately releasing demonic energy, her gaze and words conveyed an extremely terrifying aura that frightened Qiao Baishou and the others until cold shivers ran up their spines.
“Step.”
Jun Changxiao gracefully descended from the warship with a smile. “Sect Master Qiao, your elder had no manners. This seat’s disciple teaching him a lesson is reasonable, isn’t it?”
“Sect Master Jun!”
Qiao Baishou said angrily, “Considering your master is Tongu Zhenren, this seat has repeatedly shown restraint. Don’t think my Imperial Sword Profound Sect is so easily bullied!”
Jun Changxiao smiled calmly. “From your tone, it sounds like you still have a trump card?”
“Swish!”
Qiao Baishou pulled out an exquisite jade token and said coldly, “Do you know what this is?”
“What?”
“An honorary sect medal issued by the Realm Hall. Holders of this medal, if their sects encounter crisis, can receive unconditional protection from the Realm Hall!”
“Pfft.”
Jun Changxiao sneered dismissively.