The Strongest Sect of All Times

Even if the Drizzle Pavilion Master was a beautiful woman, Jun Changxiao would not forget his own goal. 

More specifically, he had brought Xiao Zuiji with him under the resolution to completely destroy the organization, not allowing the opponent any opportunity to bite back.

With two subordinates killed right in front of her eyes, the pavilion master’s bright eyes exuded killing intent. She coldly said, “Jun Changxiao, you've gone too far!”

Jun Changxiao shouldered the gun and aimed it at the woman’s… right, at her heart; he wasn’t intentionally looking there, please do not be dirty-minded. 

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Jun Changxiao laughed coldly. “Sending assassins after me one after another, this lord must ask, who is it that went too far?”

Aiming at the chest area, his finger was on the trigger. 

As if smelling danger, the pavilion master took out a willow leaf-shaped knife from her sleeves. “Sect Head Jun, my Drizzle Pavilion sent assassins twice before on the request of an employer, then another to save our comrade, not for assassination.”

Jun Changxiao indifferently said, “No matter how many times, no matter the intention, so long as you dare offend this lord, your fate is only one word: death!”

“Oh.”

The pavilion master sighed lightly. Then her bright eyes flashed with a cold gleam and her jade hands flicked, pouring spirit power into the knives, which exploded forward. 

Very quick, very sudden!

However, with the scope, Jun Changxiao was still able to see it. He immediately pulled the trigger and there was a ‘xiu’ as a bullet shot forth. 

The two people were separated by more than 300 meters and made their moves milliseconds from each other. 

Xiu—

Imbued with power, the two knives flew forward. A leaf fluttered through their path and was instantly sliced in half!

However!

If it was about speed, the rifle bullet was obviously faster!

The knife had only flew about ⅓ of the way before it was destroyed with a ‘bang’.

But because it had been hindered, the bullet also exploded. 

Xiu, xiu, xiu!

At this time, the pavilion master used Ghost Steps to rush out from the cave. Her hands flashed past her waist and several more throwing knives whistled through the air. 

Worthy of being the assassin’s head. Regardless of footwork or her utilization of hidden weapons, it was not something the four trump-card assassins could compare to. 

Shua!

Jun Changxiao flicked his wrist and without aiming, fired several times with a ‘bang bang bang’, hitting each of the knives. 

Xiao Zuiji was dumbfounded. 

That casual movement of turning the gun, the marksmanship that allowed him to hit hidden weapons, was simply divine!

Shua! Shua!

The pavilion master rushed forward like a flying swallow, another two blades appearing from nowhere, creating after images as they swept forward. 

This woman was very strong, strong enough that Jun Changxiao could not open fire and had to choose: either dodge or stand in place and wait for his head to fly. 

Shua!

He threw the 88-type sniper rifle backwards and used Ghost Steps, avoiding two throwing knives. The basic Cold Edge Sword appeared in his hands. 

A rifle was only good for long-distance and would become a burden during close combat. Moreover, all ten rounds had been quickly used up, so he could only fight with a bayonet!

Xiu, xiu!

Two knives arced through the air, circling around from the back. 

The pavilion master, who had been rushing over, exclaimed, “How can you use Ghost Steps?”

Shua, shua, shua!

Jun Changxiao did not waste time arguing with her, flitting about like a ghost. He used the Nine Styles Layered Wave Sword, gathering the first eight moves to create the ninth!

Sword qi chilled the air as it slashed forward, forming a wall of wind and ripping the green grass. 

The pavilion master’s gaze hardened, but she avoided the sword qi. She closed in on Jun Changxiao, her two blades glittering as she swiped at the nape of his neck. 

Her first move was towards a strategic point — worthy of being the assassin’s leader, very professional!

Sha, sha, sha!

Jun Changxiao displayed Ghost Steps to its pinnacle, avoiding the attack. He circled behind her and slashed down, forming a cold light. 

Ding!

The pavilion master turned around and blocked his attack with her blades. As she received the attack, based on the chilling qi, she recognized that the Cold Edge Sword could not be of lower quality than her own Beautiful Moon Double Blades. 

Shua!

Jun Changxiao lifted his sword and poured energy into the blade, ruthlessly slashing down. 

Ding! Ding! Ding!

The weapons collided again and again, sparks flying. 

As long as he could deal with the opponent, our great Sect Head Jun had completely forgotten that what he had in his hands was a sword, using it like a blade to cut instead. 

Ka—

After 78 exchanges, a throwing knife cracked. 

The pavilion master did not care about her weapon being destroyed or that her arms tingled with numbness, quickly seizing the chance to retreat. 

However, just as she drew two steps back, Jun Changxiao had been one step faster. He stabbed with the Cold Edge Sword, slicing into her right shoulder, even if he hadn’t exactly been aiming there. 

Thump, thump, thump!

The pavilion master staggered another few steps back, the fabric near her right shoulder torn, presenting a tiny sword mark on her pale skin. 

This was because she had rapidly drawn back, otherwise her entire right arm might have been sliced off. 

The pavilion master, who thought she had the advantage in close combat, finally realized that this guy not only had a hidden weapon, but his strength was good too!

“Hateful fellow!” She angrily spat, “Just wait for this lady to…”

Shua!

Jun Changxiao used Ghost Steps to appear in front of her, the Cold Edge Sword pressed to her neck. He coldly said, “You think I’ll wait until you finish such an aggressive statement?”

Shua!

He pulled out the Desert Eagle with his other hand, opening fire behind him with a ‘bang’, hitting Scorpion, who had been sneaking up on him, in the thigh. 

“Ah!”

Scorpion fell down, holding his right leg and crying pitifully, his expression crumpling in pain. 

Bang!

Jun Changxiao fired a second shot, piercing the assassin’s forehead, sending him off with a little less pain. 

Scorpion’s death was deserved. 

The reason the Ironbone Sect and Drizzle Pavilion had reached this step was because he had accepted the Spirit Spring Sect’s request without authorization from the pavilion master. 

The pavilion master could not endure it, after all, that had been her right-hand man. 

She lowered her head slightly, killing intent flooding her gaze. 

However, even if she could not endure it, she had to endure. 

Because after Jun Changxiao shot behind him, he pressed the Desert Eagle to her temples, smiling coldly. “Don’t lower your head, the crown will fall.” [1]

His smile was a little scary…

Someone who didn’t know the circumstances would think that he was an asura who killed without batting an eye!

Their boss was being held hostage, Scorpion had died. 

The assassins who were quietly closing in stopped in their steps. 

Venomous Snake, who had been circling in from the right, put his dart away. He did not think that his own sneak attack would go down well. Instead, he’d probably end up just like Scorpion, killed immediately by that hidden weapon. 

The atmosphere immediately calmed down. 

Xiao Zuiji picked up the rifle and walked over. Based on where he was standing, it was obvious that if the sect head met with a sudden accident, he would use the hidden weapon immediately. 

The pavilion master covered her injured shoulder, complexion slightly pale as she forced a smile. “I underestimated you.”

Jun Changxiao kept the sword on her neck and the gun at her head. In a very uncourteous way, he said, “The Spirit Spring Sect underestimated me and was destroyed, the Drizzle Pavilion underestimated me and will similarly be destroyed.”

“Of course,” he added. “You can also throw out all the hidden weapons you have in your sleeves and I will eliminate the idea of ripping your clothes off.”

The pavilion master’s expression changed. 

She loosened her left hand and more than ten knives clattered to the ground. 

So many weapons, how did she hide them all?

The pavilion master gave up on fighting back and modestly said, “Sect Head Jun, there seems to be a misunderstanding between us. Why don’t we chat calmly?”

She would talk since she couldn’t beat him; it seemed she was very meticulous. 

“Chat? Alright,” Jun Changxiao said. “Bring all your subordinates and return to the Ironbone Sect with this lord. There, we can chat until the mountains become plains and the rivers run dry.” [2]

[1] this is a line from "Don’t lower your head, the crown will fall" by Yu Jie; it means that the one wearing the crown must bear its weight. 

[2] a line taken from a romance song-poem titled "Oh Heaven!" A translated version goes:

Even when mountains flatten and riverbeds run dry, And the earth moves to become one with the sky, Even when winter has thunder and summer has snow, Never will my feelings do anything but grow.