On the Starfall Continent, there was a very special mountain called Yinghui Mountain. The mountain had no abundant spiritual energy, and the scenery was quite ordinary, yet it was revered by people throughout the world. Every year, countless martial artists came here to visit and enjoy the scenery.
Why?
Because the Demon Extermination Order from years ago was issued from this place.
From that day on, the righteous sects and the Demon Emperor Sect engaged in mortal combat, leaving behind battles worthy of future generations’ praise.
Thousands of years later today, under the operation of several first-rate sects, sect leadership from all corners of the world headed toward Yinghui Mountain once again.
Of course.
The Demon Emperor Sect couldn’t compare to the Demon Emperor Sect of old.
This gathering of righteous sects was far from even one-tenth the scale of that time.
“Sect Master He!”
“Sect Leader Gong!”
At the foot of Yinghui Mountain, two sect leaders met, exchanged pleasantries with cupped hands, then walked together on the historically long stone steps, their gazes filled with awe.
When their predecessors discussed crusading against the Demon Emperor Sect on this mountain years ago, they brought thousands of years of peace to the Starfall Continent. Future generations would naturally remember this in their hearts.
Today, invited by first-rate sects to once again discuss how to crusade against the suddenly appearing Demon Emperor Sect gave them an unprecedented sense of mission.
The sect leadership who arrived subsequently would stop at the foot of Yinghui Mountain with solemn respect. To show respect for their predecessors, even though they could clearly fly up, they all chose to climb the mountain.
“Sect Master.”
A disciple stood at the mountain’s foot, his eyes full of admiration as he said: “Although this Yinghui Mountain looks quite ordinary, this disciple feels an extremely intimate aura!”
The brocade-robed elder standing ahead clasped his hands behind his back and said proudly: “When we jointly crusaded against the Demon Emperor Sect years ago, our Bamboo Spirit Sect also sent people here!”
“I see!”
That disciple understood and said: “No wonder there’s this intimate feeling—our predecessors’ aura remains here!”
“Let’s go.”
That Sect Master said: “We’ll head up.”
“Yes!”
Dozens of disciples followed him along the steps upward, their hearts full of reverence.
Just as martial artists from various sects rushed over from all corners and walked the long mountain path, a streak of light flew toward the summit at an inopportune time.
This immediately enraged everyone.
“Who dares to be so bold as to fly on Yinghui Mountain!”
In an instant, countless spiritual senses released outward, enveloping that ascending streak of light. After seeing the person’s appearance clearly, they all exclaimed in shock: “The Eternal Sect’s Sect Master!”
“How did he come?”
“Did the first-rate sects also send this shameless fellow an invitation?”
Jun Changxiao, who was continuously ascending, suddenly stopped, pointed at a sect leader halfway up the mountain with his hairstyle completely undisturbed, and said: “Talking like that, this Seat will sue you for slander!”
The System said: “I think they’re not wrong.”
Jun Changxiao ignored it and flew toward the mountain summit again, leaving behind a group of angry sect leaders. “Detestable!”
A sect leader said angrily: “This Jun Changxiao is too arrogant!”
“We haven’t heard news about the Eternal Sect recently and thought they’d switched to a low-key approach. Didn’t expect they’d come to Yinghui Mountain!” someone said in surprise.
Actually, since the Food God Competition ended, the Eternal Sect had been very quiet in the martial world for quite a while, so much so that everyone was running out of topics to discuss.
The main reason was the appearance of the Planar Battlefield’s transmission gate, which divided Jun Changxiao’s attention considerably. The disciples also had a new dungeon, so naturally they wouldn’t go out causing trouble everywhere.
In short.
Being able to compete with powerhouses from various planes, why would they have any interest in playing with the Starfall Continent’s martial artists?
…
“Whoosh!”
Jun Changxiao landed gracefully on the summit.
The various sect leaders who had climbed the mountain early and were boasting and chatting all turned to look, their faces showing some surprise.
How did this guy get here?
Moreover, judging by the situation, he flew directly up!
“Hmph.”
A brocade-robed middle-aged man, upon seeing Jun Changxiao, flashed anger in his eyes.
This person was Ao Huanyu, Sect Master of the Proud World Sacred Sect.
His son Ao Wushuang participated in the Dragon-Tiger Contest and was abused by Ye Xingchen so badly he still lay in a sickbed. It was perfectly normal not to give him a good face.
“Tsk tsk.”
Jun Changxiao said: “There are quite a few people here.”
Four or five hundred martial artists had already gathered at the summit.
Among them were second-rate sect masters as well as leadership from second and third-rate sects—truly a gathering of heroes.
Of course.
There were quite a few sects with grudges against the Eternal Sect.
Like the Proud World Sacred Sect, or the Brilliant Light Sacred Sect that competed for mineral veins, as well as the Great Derivation Sacred Sect and Celestial Net Sacred Sect that served as dealers in the Dragon-Tiger Contest.
The Huashan Sect held martial competitions every year, but participants were merely third and fourth-rate sects. Today’s gathering at Yinghui Mountain commonly featured first and second-rate sects—the level was incomparably higher.
“Everyone.”
Jun Changxiao cupped his hands and said: “Don’t misunderstand. This Seat came here only to watch the excitement.”
The faces of various sect leaders darkened.
So many sects from the Starfall Continent assembled together to discuss how to eliminate the suddenly appearing Demon Emperor Sect—this was an extremely serious matter. Yet he came to watch the excitement, wasn’t that equivalent to watching a joke at the entire continent’s expense!
“Sect Master Jun.”
Ao Huanyu said coldly: “Since your Eternal Sect isn’t participating, please return.”
“What’s this?”
Jun Changxiao sat on a nearby boulder with a cocky attitude and said: “Is Yinghui Mountain your home? Won’t let others come up?”
Seeing his arrogant appearance, the sect leaders present wanted nothing more than to walk over and rub his face hard on the ground.
If they actually tried it, the result might be the mountain getting worn down while the face remained perfectly fine, since it had withstood power from the Upper Realm—the quality was definitely guaranteed.
Jun Changxiao’s single sentence left Ao Huanyu unable to respond.
“Sect Master Jun.”
A kindly-looking old man stepped forward with a serious expression and said: “The suddenly appearing Demon Emperor Sect’s strength is extraordinary. Since we are righteous sects, how can we stand aside from…”
“Apologies.”
Jun Changxiao interrupted: “My Eternal Sect never sanctimoniously claims to be a righteous sect.”
Want to drag me into this? No doors or windows!
However, this statement hurt the various sects, since they claimed to be righteous sects. Wasn’t this fellow saying in a roundabout way that they were sanctimonious?
“Moreover.”
Jun Changxiao continued: “The Demon Emperor Sect has several Wushengs in charge. My Eternal Sect’s strength is limited. Even if we collaborated with you, we couldn’t help much.”
Speaking was an art.
Gousheng was demonstrating another art—not knowing how to speak.
First sanctimonious, then collaborated—he directly disparaged the major sects beyond recognition.
“Jun Changxiao!”
Ao Huanyu said angrily: “I think you came to cause trouble!”
Jun Changxiao said indifferently: “This unripened melon of yours—this Seat would be bored out of his mind to travel all this way to cause trouble.”
“…”
The major sect leaders all glared angrily, and the originally harmonious atmosphere was replaced by solemnity.
Hall Master Li’s guess was correct.
With Jun Gousheng’s personality, coming to look would definitely cause trouble.
“Sect Master Jun.”
At this moment, a melodious voice came from behind: “You really came?”
Xi Jingxuan walked over, her face full of joy.
Changsun Fanghua and Leng Xingyue, who followed behind, exchanged glances, finally understanding why the Palace Master wanted to come to Yinghui Mountain—she wanted to see this young man.
Wait!
Why did the faces of the major sect leaders look so ugly? Why did their gazes toward Jun Changxiao carry unfriendliness?
Could this fellow have offended them all?
“Palace Master Xi.”
Jun Changxiao said: “Let’s leave dealing with the Demon Emperor Sect to the major sects present. We small fourth and fifth-rate sects shouldn’t get involved blindly.”
The sect leaders immediately became even angrier upon hearing this!
Not only was your Eternal Sect not participating in crusading against the Demon Emperor Sect, you were also inciting other sects not to participate. This was simply a shit-stirrer!
Xi Jingxuan smiled and said: “Sect Master Jun, I came to Yinghui Mountain only to see the scenery.”
“I see.”
Jun Changxiao jumped down from the boulder, pointed at the distant sea of clouds, and smiled: “Come, let’s go over there to appreciate the scenery. Let’s not disturb the major sect leaders’ important discussions.”
Xi Jingxuan paused, then followed with a reddened face.
Changsun Fanghua and Leng Xingyue tactfully didn’t follow along, especially looking at the Palace Master and Jun Changxiao’s backs, they suddenly felt the two were a match made in heaven.
The sect leaders forcibly suppressed their anger and continued waiting for other sects to arrive.
However, occasionally glancing at Jun Changxiao and Xi Jingxuan laughing and chatting happily in the distance, their anger immediately flared up!
Such a sacred place.
That fellow was actually openly flirting!