Outside the sparring grounds, everyone was staring at Qin Haoran, because he was holding a thick stack of banknotes—so many, in fact, that several disciples stood behind him to help carry them.

Ten million taels!

This truly was a super huge sum!

Jun Changxiao said: “Alliance Master Qin is truly a man of his word. This seat admires you immensely, but… could you loosen your grip?”

Qin Haoran handed the money over, but his hand wouldn’t let go for a long time. He couldn’t even be pulled away from it.

Judging by the trembling frequency of the muscles on his face, his heart was definitely being cut like a knife!

The Haoqi Sect didn’t operate many businesses—they just made some extra money on the side through the alliance leader position. After working hard to save some money, taking out this much all at once—anyone would find it unbearable.

However.

What was more important—money or dignity?

Given Qin Haoran’s personality, dignity was definitely more important!

After intense internal struggle, he finally released his grip and handed the large stacks of banknotes to Jun Changxiao.

After giving them all, he turned and walked away with suppressed pain, afraid he wouldn’t be able to resist snatching them back.

Regret! Nothing but regret!

If time could flow backward, if he could return to before the disciples’ matches, even if he was powerless to change the outcome of victory or defeat, he wouldn’t have added that damn wager even if beaten to death!

Adding the wager had been his suggestion—Jun Changxiao hadn’t even thought of it.

This was digging a pit for himself, then happily jumping into it, unable to be pulled back.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Jun Changxiao licked his finger with saliva while counting the banknotes. After confirming they totaled exactly ten million taels, he smiled and stored them in his spatial ring.

Earning contribution points and earning money too.

This trip to the Haoqi Sect could be honorably declared—this wave was truly not a loss!

Behind him, Li Qingyang began thinking that now that the Sect Master had money, he’d definitely renovate the sect again. He should prepare design drafts in advance upon returning.

Look at that!

Without any arrangement from Sect Master Jun, he proactively integrated into the role of General Manager of Internal Affairs. Just this awareness alone deserved praise!

…

Qin Haoran’s heart dripping blood, he returned to the opposite side, once again releasing the rage within him, shouting: “Sect Master Jun, can we fight now?”

The disciples lost, dignity was gone, and he’d lost ten million. If he could maintain a smile, he’d truly be a monster.

“We can now,” Jun Changxiao responded.

Just as he was about to step forward, City Lord Xie advised: “Sect Master Jun, please reconsider!”

“That’s right!”

Ai Shangni said gravely: “Alliance Master Qin is in a rage right now. You’re even fighting with weapons—this will definitely lead to trouble!”

Jun Changxiao said: “You two care so much about Jun—Jun is very grateful, but please rest assured. Since I’ve accepted the challenge, I have confidence.”

A Wutu fighting a Wuzong—what confidence could there be!

And they were even using weapons!

As the master of a sect, Qin Haoran, if not possessing something of too high a grade, definitely had a medium-grade weapon!

Cultivation wasn’t good enough.

Weapon wasn’t good enough.

City Lord Xie and Family Head Ai couldn’t see at all where this so-called confidence lay!

“Sect Master Jun, are you afraid?”

“It’s not too late to regret it now.”

“Alliance Master Qin has already honored the wager. If he backs out now, he’ll be a laughingstock.”

The alliance powerhouses began mocking coldly.

Sect Master Jun ignored them, stepping forward to stand in the center of the sparring grounds.

“From his aura, Sect Master Jun is at most peak Wutu cultivation. To dare fight Alliance Master Qin who’s at Wuzong—he’s truly a brave man!”

“Alliance Master Qin lost so miserably, he definitely had to initiate a sect master battle. Since he came to the Haoqi Sect, he must be prepared.”

“Blades and swords have no eyes—there will likely be bloodshed!”

The martial artists watching the excitement chattered among themselves.

In their hearts, they speculated that the Haoqi Sect had lost face and money this time. If Qin Haoran lost his rationality, he might even kill Jun Changxiao!

They underestimated Alliance Master Qin too much.

Although he was incomparably furious, with Cangshan Sect and the Ai Family present, he definitely wouldn’t take his life. At most, he’d just… well, chop off both his hands. Even if they could be reattached, it would definitely greatly affect his martial path in the future.

Killing was merely the worst strategy.

Being able to make that kid never achieve anything on the martial path from now on—that was the best strategy!

“Step.”

Qin Haoran also walked over. His palms spread open, space rippled slightly, and a pair of iron maces appeared out of thin air. Their color was pale gold, with the character ‘Fan’ carved below the grips.

“Weapons forged by Master Fan!” everyone exclaimed.

Weapons forged by the Xingyun Continent’s top forging master would inevitably draw exclamations whenever they appeared.

“Master Fan primarily forges blades and swords. In his entire life, he’s only forged maces once. Could it be…” A martial artist exclaimed: “These are the superior-grade initial-tier Soul-Seizing Twin Maces!”

Everyone’s gazes immediately blazed with heat and envy.

Having a medium-grade weapon forged by Master Fan was worth bragging about for a lifetime. Alliance Master Qin had superior-grade weapons—maces that were only forged once in a lifetime!

Wang Donglin said: “These are blunt weapons forged by Master Fan from thousand-year heavy iron. When spiritual power is infused, they form a震势 (震势 =震动之势 = trembling force/震慑之势 = intimidating force). If directly blocked head-on, at best the weapon will shatter, at worst it will injure the heart and spirit. Hence they’re named Soul-Seizing Twin Maces.”

Seemingly talking to himself, he was actually speaking for Jun Changxiao to hear, so he’d have sufficient understanding of the weapon and could make timely tactical adjustments.

Adjust what!

The other side had already brought out superior-grade weapons. Sect Master Jun would definitely lose, and might even have his soul damaged by the震!

City Lord Xie and Family Head Ai thought to themselves.

Jun Changxiao thought: “These Soul-Seizing Twin Maces are quite a bit stronger than Wei Yinu’s defective Golden Dragon Greatsword.”

“Sect Master Jun,” Qin Haoran said indifferently. “Please bring out your weapon.”

“Whoosh!”

Jun Changxiao took a deep breath and raised his right hand, his five fingers gently spreading open.

“Hum!”

Space slightly blurred, and a long weapon gradually materialized. Only when his five fingers gripped the handle did it become completely clear and visible.

It was a greatsword—two meters long, with the blade occupying one-quarter and the rest being the handle.

The blade was dark green. The head of the handle had a dragon beast’s open mouth connecting to the blade body. On both sides of the blade, lifelike green dragons were carved.

Under the sun’s illumination, the blade edge flashed with sharp light, emanating an imposing and magnificent aura!

This was the weapon used by Martial Saint Guan Yunzhang—the Green Dragon Crescent Blade!

“Good blade!” Wang Donglin praised.

City Lord Xie and Family Head Ai saw the Green Dragon Crescent Blade and finally understood what Sect Master Jun meant by confidence!

“That blade must be extraordinary!”

“The handle head has the character ‘Guan’ carved on it. The Xingyun Continent doesn’t seem to have any forging masters with the surname Guan, does it?”

“From the weapon’s aura, it seems not inferior to Alliance Master Qin’s Soul-Seizing Twin Maces!”

Everyone discussed in low voices.

Sincerely envying that an eighth-rate sect master would possess such a formidable weapon!

When the Green Dragon Crescent Blade appeared and Jun Changxiao gripped the ice-cold handle, emotions like “missing loved ones during every festival” and “moonset, crow’s cry, frost fills the sky” instantly surged into his heart.

Although he hadn’t been born in the Three Kingdoms era and had never seen the righteousness-reaching-the-heavens Lord Guan, after all, they were both people of Huaxia. Today, using his weapon in another world—that truly was—I’m proud, I’m honored!

“Come!”

As if disturbed by that aura of complete loyalty and righteousness within the weapon, Jun Changxiao said with mountain-swallowing momentum: “You and I shall battle for three hundred rounds!”

“Swish!”

His right arm swung, wanting to lift the blade.

Due to the inertia of lifting the blade, his body leaned forward considerably, but the Green Dragon Crescent Blade didn’t move an inch, as heavy as Mount Tai!

Strange.

Used too little force? Didn’t lift it?

Jun Changxiao tried several more times, but while his body moved with it, the blade seemed deeply embedded in the ground. No matter how he tried to lift it, he couldn’t lift it!

Wang Donglin: “…”

Ai Shangni: “…”

Tiegu Sect disciples: “…”

Caw caw—

A crow flew overhead, and the atmosphere instantly became incomparably awkward.

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, unable to even lift his own weapon—what an embarrassing matter!

Jun Changxiao roared internally: “What’s going on!”

The system poured cold water: “Although the Green Dragon Crescent Blade doesn’t have a usage level requirement marked, it should have a strength requirement. The Host hasn’t met the standard, so you cannot use it!”

“Damn!”

Whoosh!

Right at this moment, Qin Haoran charged over wielding his twin maces. With spiritual energy infused, they instantly formed a heavy air wave, causing Jun Changxiao’s pupils to dilate!

Holy crap…

BOOM—