“What?”

At the Demon Fiend Sect’s branch headquarters, the Grand Helmsman shot to his feet, saying in disbelief, “The Eternal Sect almost destroyed the Extreme Cold Palace?”

“Yes, Grand Helmsman!” his subordinate said.

The Grand Helmsman sat back down, his face full of incredulity!

According to the intelligence he had received, Jun Changxiao had only brought about a thousand disciples—how could such a small force almost destroy a fourth-rate sect with tens of thousands of members?

Moreover.

That was their home turf!

Everyone knew that martial cultivators who practiced ice-type techniques were extremely powerful when fighting in icy environments. To almost destroy them with just a thousand people was simply preposterous!

This impossible feat had been accomplished by Jun Changxiao and his disciples.

At this moment, news about the battle at the Extreme Cold Palace was spreading like a violent storm across the entire Star Meteor Continent.

Upon learning of it, countless forces were stunned.

Especially when they learned that before leaving, Jun Changxiao had proclaimed in the sky—”Those who offend the Eternal Sect will be punished no matter how far they flee!”

A warning.

A naked warning!

Going to someone else’s territory and shouting such words—how arrogant!

“The Eternal Sect?”

On a certain mountain peak that seemed ethereal as smoke, an elderly man with an immortal bearing stroked his beard and said, “How interesting.”

“Sect Master.”

A middle-aged man respectfully said, “Recently, this sect from Southwest Yang Province has done many unexpected things and has become incredibly famous.”

The old man smiled and said, “Every promising sect that emerges creates ripples like a stone dropped in water, but very few truly manage to establish themselves. There’s no need to pay special attention.”

“Moreover.”

He paused, waved his hand, and a chess piece appeared from thin air between his withered fingers. He gently placed it on the board and said, “The current Star Meteor Continent is like a stagnant pool. It needs this kind of vigorous force to shake up the existing power structure.”

The middle-aged man’s expression changed slightly as he said, “Does the Sect Master think highly of the Eternal Sect?”

“Whether I think highly of them or not doesn’t matter.”

The old man murmured, “It still depends on their own fortune.”

…

In the past, when martial artists from different provinces met, the first thing they’d say was “Have you eaten?” Now it was “Have you heard?”

If anyone asked, “Heard what?” they would definitely be scorned and treated as an oddity.

The Eternal Sect had caused such a huge commotion that it spread throughout the Star Meteor Continent. Almost everyone was discussing it, everyone was spreading the news—there was truly a trend toward ‘no one in the world doesn’t know Jun!’

Some thought they were arrogant.

Some thought they were newborn calves unafraid of tigers.

In any case.

Regarding the Eternal Sect, just like authors writing books, it was impossible to receive unanimous praise—there would inevitably be criticism and slander from martial artists across various provinces behind the scenes.

I can accept honor.

I can also accept all slander and abuse.

However.

Given Jun Changxiao’s personality, he would never accept slander and abuse—otherwise, he’d immediately grab his weapon and start fighting.

The Eternal Sect’s reputation in other provinces wasn’t particularly good.

But in Southwest Yang Province, they were idolized as heroes by countless martial cultivators.

Since ancient times, how many sects from other regions had invaded their homeland to cause trouble? Now they had fought their way out of the province and brutally crushed a fourth-rate force from another region—this was absolutely satisfying!

For a time.

The Eternal Sect’s reputation in Southwest Yang Province reached its peak, becoming the martial holy land most desired by young men and women!

“Father, Mother!”

“Your child is determined to become a disciple of the Eternal Sect in the future!”

Two years ago, such words would have been firmly opposed by parents, but now they not only felt gratified that their child had finally matured, they would even encourage them to pursue their dreams.

When a sect gained sufficient prestige, it would impact the surrounding lifestyle and even culture.

In the eight cities of Qingyang Commandery, a wave of Eternal Sect culture arose.

First, clothing underwent reform. The fully covered traditional dress was abandoned, gradually replaced by the simple yet energetic new-style clothing like the Eternal Sect’s school uniforms.

This clothing revolution was especially prevalent among the upper class.

When visiting relatives and friends or holding grand banquets, men wore short shirts showing their refined appearance, while women mostly dressed in short skirts, displaying their good figures.

Xie Guangkun also made bold reforms in dress style, choosing light attire, and appeared more spirited than before.

Influenced by the City Lord and the upper class, the new clothing trend began to penetrate ordinary citizens.

The traditional clothing of the Star Meteor Continent gave people a feeling of stuffiness. Inspired by the Eternal Sect’s school uniforms, it gradually transformed into colorful and diverse styles.

As a result, walking on the main streets of Qingyang City and seeing pedestrians in various colored clothing felt like entering a modern city.

This trend was gradually spreading to surrounding towns and even extending to other commanderies.

It was believed that before long, all of Southwest Yang Province would be replaced by this trend, becoming younger and more vibrant.

…

As the originator of cultural transmission, after Jun Changxiao returned to the sect, he kept considering one question.

To elevate the sect’s level, they had first repelled five sects from West Transportation Province, then given the Extreme Cold Palace a good beating, gaining sufficient prestige—so why not play even bigger!

“Since we’ve already caused trouble, we might as well let more people understand that the Eternal Sect cannot be provoked and must not be provoked!”

Once this thought arose, it couldn’t be suppressed.

Sect Master Jun summoned Zhen Dejun and shared his idea, asking, “Old Zhen, what do you think?”

“Slap!”

Zhen Dejun slapped the table and said, “Need you even ask? If we’re going to play, let’s play big! If we’re going to blow things up, let’s blow up more!”

The two madmen exchanged glances, then shook their shoulders and laughed wickedly together.

“Xue Rengui!”

Jun Changxiao’s voice suddenly rang out across the sect.

Xue Rengui, who was training the members, froze, the corner of his mouth twitching as he thought, “We just got back, and now we’re going to smash another province’s place!”

“Muster a thousand troops.”

Jun Changxiao’s voice came, “Follow This Seat to attack the Demon Fiend Sect’s branch headquarters!”

“Yes!”

Xue Rengui received the order!

The thousand members who had just returned once again mounted their Hurricane Wolves and charged out of Ironbone Mountain, heading straight for the Demon Fiend Sect’s branch headquarters!

This time, Jun Changxiao didn’t ride the Demon Ridge Black Eagle but instead switched to the Hurricane Wolf King. On the way, he said calmly, “The time has come to collect debts with interest.”

…

Demon Fiend Sect branch headquarters.

The Grand Helmsman had been unable to eat or sleep peacefully these past few days because the Eternal Sect almost destroying the Extreme Cold Palace meant that this once insignificant sect had grown unimaginably powerful!

When a disciple was bullied, they dared to charge thousands of miles to fight—that Jun Changxiao was definitely someone who would seek revenge for the smallest grievance!

Back then, the sect had coveted his Azure Dragon Crescent Blade, and he himself had sent Jiang Xie and others to Ironbone Mountain. Once they had the strength, it wouldn’t be surprising if they brought people to attack!

“No good!”

The Grand Helmsman stood up, saying in a deep voice, “I must notify headquarters as soon as possible and request that strong cultivators be stationed at the Southwest Yang Province branch.”

“Grand Helmsman.”

Just then, a subordinate came to report, “Jiang Xie requests an audience.”

The Grand Helmsman said in surprise, “Why has he come when he should be begging in Jiang Family Town? Could it be that he’s also worried Jun Changxiao will seek revenge and doesn’t dare stay in the town anymore?”

Jiang Yan Wang strode in with large steps and cupped his fists, saying, “Grand Helmsman.”

“Mm.”

The Grand Helmsman took a sip of tea, his brow showing arrogance.

Although his strength was inferior to Jiang Xie’s, as the helmsman of the Demon Fiend Sect’s branch, his authority was higher.

“Grand Helmsman.”

Jiang Xie said, “Has there been any news about the person I’m looking for?”

“Slap.”

The Grand Helmsman placed his teacup on the table, saying impatiently, “If there were news, This Seat would notify you.”

Jiang Xie sat down, his gaze cold as he said, “I, Jiang Xie, have served the Demon Fiend Sect for so many years, and every time all I get is being brushed off. I just want to ask—have you actually been helping me search for this person?”

“Jiang Xie!”

A subordinate nearby said coldly, “Watch your tone.”

Crack!

Jiang Xie stood up, raised the Desert Eagle, and with a bang shot the person’s head clean off, saying coldly, “I came today to tell you—this old man quits.”