The second disciple sent out by Lily Saint Sect was defeated before even executing a single technique, causing martial artists from all factions to widen their eyes in shock.

That Song Xuanzhou clearly only had fifth or sixth-rank Wuzong cultivation—how could he cross ranks to battle high-rank Wuzong cultivators and defeat them so cleanly and decisively?

The disciples Jun Changxiao brought were all Wuwang level in strength. Picking any one of them at random could completely crush their opponents.

Unless Lily Saint Sect sent out their most elite disciples, they fundamentally had no fighting chance.

Mu Changhong was somewhat dazed.

He had never believed that the Ancient Myriad Sect could gain any advantage before Lily Saint Sect, yet they had won both battles—truly beyond expectation.

“Father.”

Mu Honglian’s voice sounded in his ear: “Don’t be surprised.”

Don’t be surprised?

Was this normal?

Wait!

How could his daughter transmit her voice to him? Could she have already broken through to Wuwang?!

Voice transmission techniques.

Only Wuwang could accomplish this.

Not only had Mu Honglian broken through to this level, she had been at it for several months already.

However, the Sect Master had given prior orders that she must suppress her cultivation to make others believe she was only at the Wuzong level.

Today, Jun Changxiao brought disciples to Lily Saint Sect precisely to have them play the pig to eat the tiger, then use their strength to ruthlessly slap the faces of various powerful factions!

Song Xuanzhou winning both battles already amounted to face-slapping!

Because no one would have imagined this disciple who seemed to have mediocre strength could easily defeat two high-level Wuzong cultivators.

Don’t rush.

The good show had only just begun!

Jun Changxiao shook his head and said: “Elder Cheng, your sect’s disciples are just as weak as those who previously came to my sect to challenge us. Why not send several up together?”

Song Xuanzhou defeating the second Lily Saint Sect disciple added another to the epic quest count.

He wished they would send more disciples to battle, then listen to the wonderful, pleasant notification sounds as the numbers instantly increased.

“Too arrogant!”

“Does he really think his disciple is that strong?”

“Lily Saint Sect disciples are proficient in various formations, especially the Seven Stars Embracing Moon Formation—its power is unfathomable. If they sent seven people up, that guy would definitely be tortured beyond recognition.”

Martial artists from various factions in Donghao Province discussed amongst themselves.

They didn’t know about Cheng Huixin bringing disciples to Qingyang Commandery to break the agreement, so naturally they were unaware that the Seven Stars Embracing Moon Formation fundamentally couldn’t restrict Ancient Myriad Sect disciples.

“Sect Master Jun.”

An elder from御剑圣宗 said coldly: “Since you’re so confident, how about having your disciple battle with one from my sect?”

He couldn’t watch this anymore!

They must ruthlessly humiliate Ancient Myriad Sect before this large public gathering.

Jun Changxiao said: “Fine.”

As long as he could make the world understand Ancient Myriad Sect’s strength, he didn’t care who the opponent was.

Moreover.

This old man was quite arrogant, wasn’t he?

Did he think cultivating the sword dao as a sword cultivator meant he could defeat this Seat’s disciples?

“He accepted!”

“This Ancient Myriad Sect today isn’t just challenging Lily Saint Sect, but also Imperial Sword Saint Sect!”

“Impressive, impressive!”

The crowd seemed to admire him, but their faces actually wore sneers.

Mu Changhong covered his forehead and said in a breakdown: “Sect Master Jun, you’re too bold!”

Challenging one Lily Saint Sect was already exciting enough, and now accepting Imperial Sword Saint Sect as well—did he think second-rate sects were easy to bully?

No way.

Sect Master Jun had always believed that in terms of foundation and overall strength, second-rate sects were extremely formidable.

If only discussing disciple strength, he still had confidence!

“Ling Fei!”

The Imperial Sword Saint Sect elder said coldly: “Go battle this Ancient Myriad Sect disciple.”

“Yes.”

The disciple called Ling Fei strode forward, his narrow eyes flashing with sharpness—clearly a professional sword cultivator!

Whoosh whoosh—

After he walked onto the martial arts stage and stood several meters from Song Xuanzhou, an even sharper aura burst forth.

“This fellow must be at least a ninth-rank Sword Sovereign!” a powerful expert praised.

Another person standing nearby said gravely: “I’ve heard of this Ling Fei. He’s an inner disciple of Imperial Sword Saint Sect with strong comprehension of the sword dao, and seems to be a genius ranked on the Earth Division of the Heroes Assembly Rankings.”

Hearing this, the crowd grew solemn with respect.

An ordinary inner disciple from a second-rate sect could rank in the Earth Division—how incredible was that!

Earth Division genius?

Ye Xingchen immediately grew restless.

However, Zhou Hong was faster, saying first: “Sect Master, this disciple requests to battle!”

“No need.”

Jun Changxiao said: “Imperial Sword Saint Sect brought quite a few disciples. Let Song Xuanzhou handle this one first.”

“Yes.”

Looking at the group of disciples behind the Imperial Sword Saint Sect elder and sensing the sword dao aura they emanated, Zhou Hong’s body immediately surged with intense battle intent!

A true swordsman didn’t care about winning or losing.

They only cared whether they could encounter evenly matched opponents and have a satisfying battle!

Ling Fei said indifferently: “Show your weapon.”

“Swish!”

Song Xuanzhou waved his hand and summoned the Cold Light Sword.

The disciples who came to Lily Saint Sect this time each had a mid-grade Cold Light Sword.

Of course, some disciples’ weapons weren’t specially distributed by Jun Changxiao—they relied entirely on contribution points earned from completing quests to purchase them at the weapon machine.

Besides the fixed monthly martial dao resources, if disciples wanted more pills, weapons, and such, they had to rely on completing sect quests.

“Nice sword.”

Ling Fei glanced at the mid-grade Cold Light Sword, but said indifferently: “Unfortunately, compared to mine, it’s far inferior.”

Clang—

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword on his back was unsheathed!

It was a three-foot azure sword. The sword body emanated sharp radiance, causing various martial artists to determine its quality was definitely not low.

A sword cultivator paired with a good sword was truly like adding wings to a tiger!

After Ling Fei summoned his weapon, various factions in Donghao Province unanimously determined that the Ancient Myriad Sect disciple called Song Xuanzhou would undoubtedly lose!

Why?

Because a Sword Sovereign’s strength far surpassed that of a Wuzong!

“Begin.” Ling Fei said arrogantly.

Song Xuanzhou didn’t decline either, holding the Cold Light Sword as he charged forward.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Sword lights interlaced, intricate and complex!

Ling Fei smiled coldly, stepped forward, and with a sweep of his three-foot azure sword through the void, instantly formed unparalleled sword qi!

This person’s strength was indeed stronger than the two Lily Saint Sect disciples who had battled earlier!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sword lights he wielded collided with the unparalleled sword qi, instantly destroying it.

“What?”

Ling Fei’s expression changed.

Swish!

Song Xuanzhou used the Cloud-Stepping Steps, appearing before him like a ghost, the Cold Light Sword already pressed against his neck as he said indifferently: “You’ve lost.”

“This…” Everyone’s eyes widened.

The sword technique the Imperial Sword Saint Sect disciple executed had very strong momentum. Even if this fellow broke through it, he shouldn’t have been able to charge over instantly!

“Damn it!”

Though Ling Fei was unwilling, he had to admit defeat!

It wasn’t losing because of having a sword at his throat, but losing in the clash of sword势.

During the earlier contact, that overwhelming force made him deeply realize he was completely helpless before this person!

“Ding! Defeated Imperial Sword Saint Sect disciple ×1.”

Jun Changxiao was immediately stunned.

This epic quest was targeted at Lily Saint Sect, wasn’t it? How did defeating an Imperial Sword Saint Sect disciple also count toward the quest number?

The system said: “The two sects have an alliance relationship. Defeating either counts toward the total.”

“I see.”

Jun Changxiao grinned and said: “Anyone else unconvinced, come up to the stage and fight!”