“Thud!”
Little Dragon in his second form walked out of the training grounds, dragging Purple Scale Demon King by one foot. The latter had been completely charred black by the flames, his eyes rolled back, continuously spitting white foam from his mouth.
The disciples of the Wangu Sect standing around all cast sympathetic glances at seeing Junior Brother Purple Scale abused so miserably.
“Alas.”
Su Xiaomo shook his head.
He had anticipated the outcome, but didn’t expect it would be this tragic!
“Thud!”
Little Dragon tossed Purple Scale Demon King onto the ground and said coolly, “Who is king?”
“…”
Purple Scale Demon King’s entire body transmitted burning pain. Unable to speak, his gaze flickered with rage, but more than that—collapse.
Being sent flying by Jun Changxiao’s single punch had already hurt his self-esteem enough, and now he’d been beaten into a complete wreck by Little Dragon. His attempt to establish authority had completely failed. How could he continue to mix in the sect from now on!
It’s fine, it’s fine.
This king deliberately held back, this king deliberately created a false impression!
Thinking this way, Purple Scale Demon King felt much better in his heart.
Having failed numerous times, it had tempered a heart with extremely strong endurance.
Of course.
Little Dragon’s formidability also forced Purple Scale Demon King to seriously consider—could this really be a five-clawed dragon?
That’s not right. Even if it were a dragon, it couldn’t possibly master fire-type abilities. Could it really be as the Sect Master said, that something went wrong during the incubation process?
…
After being sent flying by Jun Changxiao’s punch and then wildly abused by Little Dragon, Purple Scale Demon King’s arrogant energy immediately converged. Every day he just took charge of opening doors and went to the cafeteria to eat at appointed times.
The disciples of Wangu Sect also entered cultivation mode, quietly waiting for the Life-and-Death Secret Realm cooldown to finish.
Jun Changxiao had been thinking all along—if Little Dragon was the future emperor of the dragon race, would the dragon race find their way here one day?
“That guy stole the egg out a long time ago. If they were going to find it, they would’ve come already,” the System said.
Jun Changxiao said, “That’s true.”
“However.”
The System said, “Host should still be cautious. If they really do come and see Little Dragon’s current appearance, they might dismember you!”
“…”
Jun Changxiao’s mouth twitched slightly.
He still had confidence to wrestle with warriors from the Xingyun Continent, but facing upper realm warriors would definitely be scary.
“Xingchen’s enemies are in the upper realm, and now Little Dragon is also connected to the upper realm dragon race. My sect hasn’t even dominated the Xingyun Continent yet, how have I already encountered so many thorny matters!”
Jun Changxiao gradually calmed down and focused his thoughts on developing the sect, because in the future, no matter what kind of storms they faced, he and his disciples must face them with iron bones clanging!
Lu Qianqian was also cultivating, but after two disciples from the Taixuan Holy Sect appeared, she would often stand alone on the mountain peak, appearing deeply troubled.
In the study, Jun Changxiao looked through the window at the distant, ethereally immortal figure and murmured, “Is this still my eldest disciple who views everything with such detachment?”
“Sect Master.”
The next day, Li Luoqiu transmitted intelligence, saying, “That Zhuo Chaoqun from Zhenyang Commandery has started another war.”
“This guy really can’t stay idle,” Jun Changxiao said.
Li Luoqiu successively reported other information, but there was very little intelligence regarding Fang Lingyu, let alone any conflicts she’d had with Lu Qianqian.
“Intelligence gathering in this area is quite lacking,” Jun Changxiao said.
Li Luoqiu said helplessly, “Fang Lingyu has always lived in the Taixuan Holy Sect. Our scouts simply cannot infiltrate. Unless we have an undercover agent there, it will be very difficult to inquire.”
“Undercover agent?”
Jun Changxiao stroked his chin and said, “That’s actually a good idea.”
As the sect’s prestige increased, many forces with ulterior motives would send undercover agents. Fortunately, with the System’s restrictions, they couldn’t succeed.
Since they liked playing spy games, he couldn’t fall behind either. Why not find some disciples with good aptitude and strength to infiltrate other sects as informants?
Li Luoqiu said, “The Taixuan Holy Sect is a top-tier first-rate sect. Sending an undercover agent to infiltrate would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.”
“Difficult as ascending to heaven?” Jun Changxiao’s mouth curved into a slight smile. “Do you think if this seat disguised himself as an applicant, would that sect refuse me?”
“No.”
Li Luoqiu greatly recognized the Sect Master’s strength and aptitude. If he didn’t act as a sect master and went to join a sect as a disciple, the various top sects would definitely fight over him!
Li Luoqiu said in surprise, “Does Sect Master plan to personally go undercover at the Taixuan Holy Sect to investigate Lu Qianqian’s matters?”
“Just saying,” Jun Changxiao said.
Although going to the Taixuan Holy Sect undercover as an applicant seemed like a good opportunity to add word count, he didn’t have time to do it.
If not him, then someone else.
“Xiaomo.”
Jun Changxiao called Su Xiaomo over and said, “Can you tolerate it if Senior Sister is bullied by others?”
These words… were somewhat off!
Despite thinking this, Su Xiaomo still said seriously, “Sect Master, let alone Senior Sister—if any fellow disciple is bullied, this disciple cannot tolerate it!”
Jun Changxiao patted his shoulder and said, “So this seat now assigns you a glorious yet arduous mission!”
Glorious yet arduous?
Su Xiaomo immediately straightened his body and said, “Please enlighten me, Sect Master!”
Jun Changxiao said, “Just received news that the Taixuan Holy Sect will soon open its gates to recruit disciples. You’re fast and clever—pretend to be an applicant and infiltrate to gather important intelligence for the sect!”
“Ah?”
Su Xiaomo was dumbfounded.
The Sect Master wanted him to be… an undercover agent!
“Do you have confidence to complete this!”
“Yes!”
“Prepare yourself and depart immediately!”
“Yes!”
…
That very day, Su Xiaomo departed from Wangu Sect amid farewells from the assembled disciples.
After leaving Southwest Yangzhou, he took out a thin mask and put it on his face. His entire person immediately transformed into a youth with a slightly pale complexion.
This was a magic-modified face mask.
Jun Changxiao had been forced to buy this product when refreshing the shop. Not only could it be used for beauty treatments, it also had disguise functionality.
Moreover, it had been tested—even the Grand Elder of Extreme Cold Palace couldn’t use spiritual perception to see through the true appearance. It was truly an essential item for going out, traveling, killing, and plundering!
“Sect Master!”
Su Xiaomo’s gaze was resolute. “This disciple will not disappoint you!”
Under the setting sun, his elongated shadow took one footprint at a time, walking on the path of an undercover agent.
“Sect Master.”
Standing at the mountain gate, Li Qingyang couldn’t help but worry. “Won’t Junior Brother Su encounter danger on this trip?”
Jun Changxiao said, “That kid is clever as a ghost. He won’t be in danger.”
Many disciples in Wangu Sect met the conditions to enter first-rate sects—people like Xiao Zuiji, Long Ziyang, and others. But when it came to being an undercover agent, Su Xiaomo was definitely the most suitable.
Of course.
Before leaving, Jun Changxiao had specifically instructed him to just infiltrate, investigate Lu Qianqian and Fang Lingyu’s matters, then return. There was no need to go undercover for several years and then stand on a rooftop saying, “I want to be a good person.”
…
Tiegu Town.
On the main street teeming with people, a young man wearing a kasaya walked among them. Passersby looked at him with astonishment.
“Is he a Buddhist cultivator?”
“Tsk tsk, that’s really rare.”
“Don’t Buddhist cultivators all shave their heads bald? Why does he still have hair?”
People discussed in low voices.
The monk stopped, turned back to the passersby, and said, “This poor monk practices with hair! Practices with hair! Practices with hair!”
“Ahah.”
The pet on his shoulder that resembled a cat yawned lazily and said, “Where is this place?”
“Qingyang Commandery, Tiegu Town.”
“We already escaped from Huayang Commandery so quickly?”
“…”
The monk’s mouth twitched slightly.
Without a doubt, this guy was the Monk Dunan who had appeared in Nanhuang Province.
After he brought the Spirit Cat into Huayang Commandery, he went to redeem every evil cultivator he saw. As a result, he didn’t redeem a single person but instead provoked public outrage and was hunted. Finally, he could only flee all the way to the neighboring Qingyang Commandery.