The Strongest Sect of All Times

The pavilion master wanted to calmly chat because she was being threatened. If her strength was greater than Jun Changxiao’s, perhaps she would instead be saying, “Call me ‘your majesty’!”

Speaking of, how did she, a Fifth Stage Martial Master, get captured by an Eighth Stage Martial Apprentice?

It was because after Jun Changxiao had tossed his gun, he had decisively used a Power Talisman, instantly increasing his strength by five times!

He had realized that the pavilion master was incredibly powerful and that the gun could not solve the problem, and so could only use other cards. 

After using the talisman, Jun Changxiao’s strength had instantly increased. His original 30,000 jin of strength had broken past 100,000 jin.

No wonder the pavilion master’s weapon had broken and her arms had gone numb. 

As for footwork, he had comprehended Ghost Steps to the pinnacle. 

Weapon? His basic Cold Edge Sword was better. 

Strength? Let’s not flaunt too much. 

The above facts sufficiently made up for the disparity between realms, allowing him to hold her hostage. 

…

Jun Changxiao sealed the woman’s meridians and put the Desert Eagle to her back. He said, “Let’s go, pretty lady.”

Without her cultivation and a gun to her spine, the pavilion master could only obey. 

“Oh, right. Tell your subordinates to also discard their hidden weapons and put their hands on their head.”

The pavilion master ordered, “Do as Sect Head Jun said.”

Shua, shua, shua!

The assassins all threw down their weapons, lining up like war criminals. 

Just like that, including the crying assassins and Mountain Cat, everyone from Drizzle Pavilion was escorted back to the Ironbone Sect by Jun Changxiao and Xiao Zuiji. 

Because they took smaller roads so that such a large group would not attract the attention of others, they returned to the sect around evening. 

Bzzt, bzzt!

After the pavilion master and the dozens of assassins crossed the Great Sect Protecting Array, they stood on the field. 

Looking at the people all dressed in black, just like assassins, Li Qingyang was stunned. “Sect Head, these are…”

“Drizzle Pavilion assassins,” Jun Changxiao answered. 

Xiao Zuiji added, “Second Senior Brother, it’s all the Drizzle Pavilion assassins, including their boss!”

All of them, including the boss? Li Qingyang felt his mouth twitch fiercely. 

Exterminating an assassin organization was no simple matter, so he had been worried that his sect head and junior brother would meet some sort of accident. 

But now they had brought back captives, so he realized he had thought too much. 

In the dining hall, Black One and Black Two were standing by the window. They saw the pavilion master and their eyes popped out. 

Oh my god!

Pavilion Master was captured by the Ironbone Sect Head!

Black Two rubbed his eyes, disbelieving. “Am I dreaming?”

Pah.

Black One smacked him in the face. “Does it hurt?”

“Hurts!”

“It’s not a dream, it’s reality!”

…

In order to prevent the assassins from escaping or wrecking havoc, Jun Changxiao ordered Li Qingyang and Su Xiaomo to seal their cultivations. 

The pavilion master was given preferential treatment, locked in a bright room by herself, though the windows were blocked with metal bars and the door was chained down with iron. 

As for her, who was now a captive, she thought, Jun Changxiao, if I seize an opportunity to escape, your Ironbone Sect will never have another peaceful day!

Ka—

A small hole opened at the bottom of the door, presenting a bowl of fried rice. 

In the dining hall. 

Sect Head Jun and Xiao Zuiji wolfed down the meal that Liu Wanshi made, wishing they could grow two mouths to eat more. 

These past few days in the forest, they did not dare light a fire and cook food. With only wild fruit to appease their hunger, it was like they had forgotten the taste of meat. 

This also made Jun Changxiao realize that the next time they had to travel far, he definitely had to ask Dudu to arrange meals inside of a storage ring. Even just a few bowls of rice would be enough!

Looking at the two people eating like a whirlwind that swept away the clouds, Liu Wanshi sympathetically said, “Sect Head and Senior Brother became skinnier. Dudu will definitely raise you until you are plump and healthy!”

…

After eating to his heart’s content, Jun Changxiao patted his belly as he sat on his chair in the main hall. He shook his slightly sore arm. 

The power boost by the Strength Talisman had been satisfying, but the aftereffects of using it included soreness and aching. 

The system said, [If the host had used it right after buying it, I fear he would have been carried back on a stretcher.]

“This Strength Talisman is really not bad.” Jun Changxiao said, “It’s perfect that the purchase limit was refreshed, I must buy some to prepare for an emergency.”

[Ding! The host has spent 20 contribution points, obtaining Basic Strength Talisman x1. The item has been transported to the storage ring.]

[Ding! Sect Contribution: 150/500.]

“Sect Head.”

Li Qingyang walked into the main hall and reported, “Several martial artist have visited for registration these past few days. Since they were unable to enter the sect, I had them stay in Qingyang Village.”

“Have them come tomorrow,” Jun Changxiao said. 

Li Qingyang handed over the account book and continued, “The inner courtyard was finished yesterday, altogether costing 43,000 taels. This details the expenditures, Sect Head can look at it.”

Why did Jun Changxiao like this second disciple of his? It wasn’t because of his sexual orientation but because the disciple worked earnestly, diligently, and honestly!

If he had to leave the sect, he would feel relieved with Li Qingyang handling the affairs. 

The steady Li Qingyang did not have a protagonist’s qualities like Xiao Zuiji or Ye Xingchen, but he was an indispensable backbone while establishing the sect. 

Jun Changxiao took the account book and didn’t even look at it, placing it to the side. “The past few days this lord was out, did anything happen in the sect?”

Li Qingyang started to report, item by item. 

For example, the cultivation of the junior brothers and sisters, or the growth of the most recent disciple. 

“Long Ziyang broke through to Meridian Opening Stage Eleven?” Jun Changxiao said, surprised. 

Li Qingyang said, “Junior Brother Long has been assiduously cultivating, so his cultivation has been rapidly improving. Disciple thinks that he is a good seedling worthy of training.”

“Whether he is worth training or not depends on his performance in the future.” Jun Changxiao waved a hand, “You can leave.”

Li Qingyang drew back, but Lu Qianqian actually appeared at the main hall’s entrance. 

This young woman clasped her hands and indifferently said, “Bringing in so many new mouths to feed is a big expense.”

Jun Changxiao leaned back into his chair. “Our Ironbone Sect, although it is not wealthy, raising some prisoners is no problem.”

“That woman is the leader of the assassins, she will not be obedient. I urge the Sect Head to promptly kill her,” Lu Qianqian lightly said. 

Jun Changxiao said, “Killing a woman who has already been captured, this lord has a bit of trouble acting.”

Clang!

Lu Qianqian drew her sword, saying, “If Sect Head cannot do it himself, leave it to this disciple.”

This young woman really didn’t bother talking and directly drew her sword!

Jun Changxiao smiled, “Are you jealous because this lord brought back an attractive woman?”

Lu Qianqian looked at him, he looked at Lu Qianqian. 

The two people and four eyes stared at each other…

“I was joking, I was just joking,” Jun Changxiao hurried to say, backtracking. Then, sincerely, he said, “Drizzle Pavilion’s master temporarily cannot be killed, since this lord still has some remaining use for her.”

“For what?” Lu Qianqian asked.

Jun Changxiao rubbed his hands together. “In this world of secrets, information is without a doubt extremely important. This lord wants to establish an intelligence agency. It may not be able to cover the entire continent, but it will at least cover the entire Qingyang Commandery.”

Lu Qianqian’s gaze was filled with a smidgen of shock, as she was a bit surprised that the sect head had such a sophisticated thought.

Since Spirit Spring Mountain, Jun Changxiao had been thinking about building this intelligence agency. That way, whenever there was the sign of trouble outside, he would quickly learn of it. 

Lu Qianqian lightly asked, “Does Sect Head want to let that woman and her assassins collect the information?”

Jun Changxiao said, “Having the assassins change professions and become information officers is the most appropriate.”

Lu Qianqian coldly said, “You think that woman is like Black One and Black Two, that she can be persuaded with just two bowls of fried rice?”

If Black One and Black Two heard her words, they would definitely roar, “First Senior Sister, we did it for Liu Wanshi, for Dudu, not for those two bowls of rice!”

Jun Changxiao shrugged. “If I can’t even handle this woman, what face would I have to remain a sect head? I’d directly yield to you.”

“I see, okay,” Lu Qianqian said. 

Jun Changxiao stood up and walked over, his hands around his back as he walked in a circle. “Lu Qianqian, ah Lu Qianqian, this lord thinks that you have some conspiratorial thoughts.”

Lu Qianqian said, “Sect Head said it himself.”

Jun Changxiao stopped walking, leaning in to say in a low voice, “You will never be the sect head, not in this life at least. But, maybe you could become the wife of the sect head.”

As if realizing that these words were inviting death, he rushed out of the house as soon as he said ‘wife of the sect head’.

“Sect Head!” Su Xiaomo cried out in alarm, “Be careful!”

Jun Changxiao, who had originally been quite happy to escape from the hall, heard a ‘bang’ and had the Happy Football kicked into his face. 

With a ‘gah’ he halted, thumping to the ground. 

Su Xiaomo, if you hadn’t shouted for me to watch out… would I still have caught the ball with my face?

And you… Li Fei!

You cretin who thinks with his feet, is it that you’ve been aiming at this lord’s incomparably handsome face?

“Got what you deserved.”

Lu Qianqian coldly spat out these words as she left, since her calm state of mind had been a little affected by what Jun Changxiao had said a few moments ago. 

Ah.

When I comprehend the third layer of the Grand Mysterious Ice Heart Secret Art, I can truly achieve a mind that is as still as water…