With his treasure and air wall broken, Shui Tingfeng suffered severe injuries and now had no ability to escape.

He had arranged the factions of Heyang Commandery and Huayang Commandery perfectly, never expecting to capsize in Qingyang Commandery, which he looked down upon the most.

However, hearing Jun Changxiao refer to himself as “this lord” made Shui Tingfeng secretly speculate—could this young man be the master of a sect?

Especially remembering Ma Yunteng calling him Sect Master Jun before falling unconscious, he suddenly understood: “You are the Tiegu Sect Master, Jun Changxiao?!”

“Correct.” Jun Changxiao said.

He never had any intention of hiding his identity from the start. Not saying so earlier was because he was angry and focused entirely on avenging Elder Ma.

Shui Tingfeng’s eyes filled with disbelief!

He had heard of Tiegu Sect and knew this sect master was somewhat unusual, but his cultivation was only at Wuzong level!

“Jun… Sect Master Jun…”

Shui Tingfeng said with difficulty: “We’re all people of the jianghu. Why must you kill them all…”

He had given in.

No longer displaying that haughty attitude he had when coming to Cangshan Sect!

This was the cruel reality—when you’re weak, others bully you; when you’re strong, others fear you.

“Swish!”

Jun Changxiao squatted down, grabbing his collar, saying indifferently: “After beating Elder Ma like that, you still have the nerve to say we’re people of the jianghu?”

If he had only injured Ma Yunteng without severely injuring him, he definitely wouldn’t have gone to the extreme of a killing spree.

Shui Tingfeng said with a bitter face: “In martial exchanges and debates, injuries are inevitable.”

“Smack!”

Just as the words left his mouth, Sect Master Jun slapped him across the face: “This lord also considers this an inevitable injury.”

Shui Tingfeng’s right cheek immediately showed a handprint, accompanied by a burning pain, yet he forcefully endured it: “It is!”

If getting slapped could make the opponent withdraw their killing intent, he’d rather be slapped a few more times.

Jun Changxiao shook his head: “As a Martial King, how can you have no backbone at all?”

“…” Shui Tingfeng was silent.

Jun Changxiao said: “Cangshan Sect and my Tiegu Sect are in alliance. You bullied them, which means you’re bullying this Jun Changxiao, so…”

Clang! The Hanmang sword was unsheathed.

Shui Tingfeng’s expression drastically changed, or perhaps realizing he would die regardless, he angrily said: “Jun Changxiao, if you kill me, you’ll have offended the entire Zhenyang Commandery!”

“When that time comes, the Commandery Governor will send a million-strong army to your borders. Not just you will die—everyone will be buried with you!”

Jun Changxiao pretended to hesitate: “If I let you go, my Qingyang Commandery will be buried. If I kill you, my Qingyang Commandery will also be buried. This makes it very difficult for this lord to choose.”

Shui Tingfeng was dumbfounded.

Earlier, he had said he would make Cangshan Sect and even the entire Qingyang Commandery be buried with those who killed Lingyuan Sect’s people.

“Jun… Sect Master Jun…”

Shui Tingfeng hastily said: “I… I was just speaking in anger. You… you don’t need to take it…”

Swish—

The sword light flashed, incomparably sharp!

Shui Tingfeng still maintained his speaking posture, but his head had already separated from his neck, falling onto the grass as his gaze gradually lost focus.

“My apologies.”

Jun Changxiao withdrew his sword: “I took it seriously.”

Let him go, burial.

Kill him, burial.

Since that was the case, might as well kill him.

“Thud—”

The headless corpse fell, blood flowing.

“Ding! Hidden mission complete [Kill Without Mercy], obtained 1000 contribution points.”

“Ding! Sect contribution points: 5642/5000.”

“Ding! Sect contribution points overflow…”

After killing all the experts from the two sects who had come to invade Cangshan Sect, Jun Changxiao completed another hidden mission.

This was rather unexpected and unanticipated.

Following his usual practice.

Jun Changxiao searched Shui Tingfeng’s body, finding two spatial rings, then incinerated everything with Linglong Fire.

The System said: “If you hadn’t heard that statement, would you have killed him?”

Jun Changxiao said: “That’s no longer important.”

The System said: “The host’s spiritual perception is twice as strong as an ordinary Wuwang. He would never think until death that words spoken from hundreds of li away would be heard by you.”

Jun Changxiao said: “My spiritual perception is stronger than others because of the two cores?”

“Correct,” the System said.

Jun Changxiao smiled: “It seems even without you and the shop’s assistance, I can still have capital to establish myself.”

The System said: “The host is not only a Sword-Martial Dual King but also has dual spiritual cores. Without my help, you can indeed establish yourself in Xingyun Continent.”

“How about this.”

It said: “Why not temporarily stop the system’s operation and venture through this other world yourself? However, the soul bomb that’s bound won’t be paused just because I stop operating.”

“Get lost, get lost, get lost.”

Jun Changxiao wouldn’t stop the system.

After all, though he now had the strength to establish himself in this other world, his sect was still very weak.

He had to at least reach the requirement of strongest sect, remove the bomb binding, before he could pause this fellow who constantly undermined him.

The System said: “The host is calling this ‘discarding the donkey after it’s done grinding.'”

“Right, right.”

Jun Changxiao agreed wholeheartedly: “You’re just a donkey.”

…

On the return journey to Cangshan Sect, Sect Master Jun began taking inventory of Shui Tingfeng’s two spatial rings, and was shocked speechless for quite a while.

Ten thousand spirit stones!

Countless cores, ores, and medicinal materials!

Even bank notes totaling tens of millions!

“Good grief!”

Jun Changxiao exclaimed in surprise: “This guy is really rich!”

The Grand Elder of a fourth-rate sect—how could he not be rich?

The System, however, poured cold water: “What the host should be concerned about now isn’t the gains, but how to face a fourth-rate sect and a sixth-grade Zhenyang Commandery.”

“You have a point.”

Jun Changxiao frowned.

Though he had killed the people and felt satisfied.

But he definitely needed to seriously consider the aftermath, otherwise it would just be mindless showing off.

The System said: “These two sects will definitely not let this go after learning their Wuwangs were killed. Zhenyang Commandery will definitely launch a major invasion after learning you captured Tao Yuan.”

“This is a bit troublesome.”

Jun Changxiao rubbed his temples, feeling the situation was tricky.

Offending third-rate evil sects, he had the protective sect array—at worst he could retreat inside and weather the storm with them. But offending a sixth-grade great commandery, if he hid, the commandery’s citizens would be affected.

“Wait a moment!”

His eyes lit up: “I still have immunity tokens. If I write Zhenyang Commandery on one, wouldn’t that grant immunity from combat for three months?”

The System said: “Let’s not discuss whether this product works on a commandery. Just consider what you’ll do after three months? Take several thousand disciples and fight head-on against two sects and a million-strong army?”

“Impossible.”

Jun Changxiao still had self-awareness. Forget having the Wolf Cavalry Hall resist a million-strong army—even resisting two or three hundred thousand would result in extremely ugly deaths.

“If there’s really no other way, I can only use the immunity token. After all, buying three months is three months.”

Just as Sect Master Jun made this decision in his heart, the spiritual perception he had emanated detected a streak of light a hundred li away, rapidly approaching.

To be precise, it was rapidly flying toward him!

“A Wuhuang!”

Jun Changxiao’s heart jolted.

Immediately after, he instantly realized the streak of light was flying directly toward his location!

The System nervously said: “The approaching aura is extremely similar to those you just killed. They must be from the same sect!”

“Damn it!”

Jun Changxiao broke down: “I just finished killing them and someone’s already coming for revenge. This speed is way too fast!”

As he spoke, he had already activated the Cloud-Stepping technique, fleeing toward the depths of the mountain forest.

Facing high-level Wuwangs, he still had confidence he could exchange blows, but facing a Wuhuang, he absolutely had to flee as fast as possible!

However.

After running only a short distance, a cold shout came from the flying streak of light behind: “Those who kill my Lingyuan Sect’s people—today is your death day!”

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The voice contained a powerful aura, causing the entire space to tremble.

The running Jun Changxiao was even more suddenly bound by an invisible force, his body gradually slowing down.

This was a Wuhuang’s Aura Domain!

“Damn…” Jun Changxiao’s cold sweat streamed down as he howled internally: “I really want to live another five hundred years!”