The Strongest Sect of All Times

Xiao Zuiji shot one assassin dead; Drizzle Hall caught the others ahead of time, smoothly tracking them all down.

We are specialized assassins, all right?

How would we have the face to see Sect Head or Hall Master if we let you rookies sneak in under our noses?

The next day. 

Jun Changxiao’s energy and strength had mostly been restored. He woke up early and stood outside for fresh air, going about with some stretching. 

“The air isn’t polluted and there’s spirit power.”

He sighed with emotion. “Here, even an average person’s lifespan is 200-300 years.”

The humans in this Gaowu World, would condense spirit power after Meridian Opening and extend their life. 

Another reason for Sect Head Jun’s devotion to completing the Main Mission was because he did not want to die an early death. After all, 100 years here was like 30 years on Earth. 

Shua, shua!

Li Qingyang walked out from the trees, taking out some of the traces a Drizzle Hall member had left behind. “Sect Head, they’re following the men.”

Jun Changxiao indifferently said, “This lord wants to see how you guys continue this game of hide and seek.”

“Let’s return to the sect.”

“Yes!”

After a night of rest, the group hurried along. 

Arriving at the crossroads on the boundary of Qingyang City, City Lord Xie led Patriarch Li and the others to say farewell. 

They’re support made Jun Changxiao grateful, so he naturally gifted everyone a Body Reconstructing Pill. 

“It can temper the physical body?”

“This wouldn’t be the Body Reconstructing Pill Patriarch Ai is selling?”

“My god, how good is the relationship between Sect Head Jun and the Ai Family that he even has un-auctioned goods?”

The patriarchs were shocked as they walked back.

“Everyone.”

Xie Guangkun paused before solemnly saying, “That Sect Head Jun gave us medicinal pills, please keep this to yourselves.”

The patriarchs were all experts of Jianghu. How could they not understand? They earnestly responded, “City Lord, please relax. This matter will stay between you and I, between the earth and sky!”

…

“Sect Head and senior brothers are back!”

Sima Zhongda’s shout broke the peace inside the Ironbone Sect. 

When Jun Changxiao’s group of eight walked through the Sect Protecting Array, the disciples stopped cultivating and surrounded them. 

“It was 7 to 0?”

“Holy shit, that’s awesome!”

“Sect Head is powerful, senior brothers are powerful!”

On the training field, the Ironbone Disciples excitedly called out. 

“Dudu!” Jun Changxiao was in a good mood. “Make a dozen dishes for dinner and prepare some good wine, let’s celebrate!”

He had gained prestige, earned money and contribution points. 

He had reaped many benefits from the visit to Vast Spirit Gate. How could he not drink to his heart’s content with his disciples?

“Yes!”

Liu Wanshi ignored her cultivation for the time being, leading Ma Yongning and the Twin Blacks to the dining hall to prepare food for the evening’s banquet!

…

In the study room. 

Jun Changxiao had just sat down — he hadn’t even had time to drink tea — when Li Luoqiu sashayed over with a smile. “Sect Head, you’re pretty strong.”

She had received information very early in the morning; she knew that the seven disciples had won and that the sect head had broken Qin Haoran’s weapon in half. 

At the time, Li Luoqiu had been dumbfounded.

Although she did not hope for Jun Changxiao to fail in his wrecking of Vast Spirit Gate, but sixth-grade sects were not affable. Since they had gone, she was thinking the sect would lose 2-3 rounds. 

But!

The result was 7:0!

If not for absolute trust in her underlings, Hall Master Li would have been suspicious that the information was erroneous!

Jun Changxiao sipped some tea, then placed the cup down. He crossed one leg over the other and said, “My Ironbone Sect will become a major sect, so this is only normal.”

He had set unusual conditions for himself, unshakeable in his climb upwards. 

Li Luoqiu sat down, chuckling, “it seems like my choice to follow Sect Head was very wise,”

From Sect Head Jun’s angle, he had a good view of her chest. Thus, he hurriedly changed positions and asked, “Has the Xiao Family made any noise?”

“They have.”

Talking about proper business, Li Luoqiu’s charm turned into sincerity. “The same day Sect Head left for Vast Spirit Gate, the Xiao Family’s great elder vanished.”

“Vanished?” Jun Changxiao was stunned. 

Li Luoqiu explained, “Great Elder Xiao has some habits. Each morning he will go to Qingya House to drink tea. But after entering that day, he never came out.”

Jun Changxiao stroked his chin. “Did you investigate Qingya House?”

“We looked into it,” Li Luoqiu affirmed. “It is a business run by the Xiao Family. Those who are not martial artists have a hard time entering.”

Jun Changxiao asked, “What do you think?”

“I have sent people to investigate where the Xiao Family trains assassins, but there hasn’t been any leads.”

Li Luoqiu paused before adding, “This Qingya House might be a secret spot.”

Jun Changxiao thought so too. “It’s possible.”

“Wait.”

“Wait for what?”

“Wait for Little Bee and them’s news.”

Little Bee was the leader of the gold-level assassins from yesterday. He used to be one of Drizzle Pavilion’s four trump-card assassins, alongside Venomous Scorpion and Mountain Cat. 

After Jun Changxiao learned of his nickname, he had yelled, “Here come two bees, flying into blossoms~” [1]

Li Luoqiu commented, “It seems like that during Sect Head’s journey, he got targeted by some assassins.”

Jun Changxiao drank his tea, huffing, “Don’t let this Lord find who it is, otherwise, I must kill him!”

Always targeted by assassins, even someone with a good temperament would find it hard to bear. 

So long as Little Bee and them could find a lead, they would immediately bite down and bring the plot to light. 

…

Night approached. 

The dining hall was brilliantly illuminated. 

Each table was chock full of food and drink. 

Jun Changxiao held up a bowl to toast, “For our triumphant return, cheers!”

“Sect Head is powerful!”

The disciples all held up their bowls and downed the liquor. 

Elder Wei was also in attendance. 

He sat in the corner, tasting some of the wine. He watched his group of youngsters with a gentle expression, his muddy eyes glistening with reminisce. 

“Wei-zi, I’m going to establish a sect. Will you follow me?”

“Hahaha, I finally found the perfect mountain top. Let’s establish the sect here!”

“Wei-zi, starting today, I am the sect head and you are the vice sect head. Let’s work hard to lead this sect together!”

Memories that had been sealed away for a long time floated into his sea of consciousness, making Elder Wei return to his own youth, when he was the age of these youngsters. 

“Grandpa Wei.”

Liu Wanshi — it was unclear when she appeared opposite him — rested her chin in her hands. Blinking, she asked, “Why are you crying?”

Time is like a dagger, urging people to grow old… [1]

Elder Wei responded with a smile, “It’s a little spicy.”

Liu Wanshi pouted. “Grandpa Wei, Dudu specially prepared your meal, there’s no hot peppers.”

“Eh?”

Elder Wei hurried to lift his bowl, correcting, “The liquor is spicy, the liquor is spicy!”

Liu Wanshi’s brows wrinkled and she urged, “Grandpa Wei, drinking alcohol at your age… What if you kick the bucket?”

Puh!

Old Wei spat out his liquor, really almost kicking the bucket. 

Children’s words carry no harm, children’s words carry no harm.

…

The Ironbone Sect disciples usually cultivated assiduously. Today, the indulged, happily fighting over food and alcohol in good company. 

Jun Changxiao carried a bowl of liquor, resting his feet on a stool, watching them play around in delight. 

“Sect Head.”

Li Luoqiu walked over, whispering into his ear, “Little Bee sent some news.”

“So quickly?” Jun Changxiao dispersed the alcohol in his system with qi, then left for the study room. 

Liu Luoqiu reported, “Little Bee’s group followed the group of five assassins through the wilderness and into Liyang City, where they all disguised themselves as servants to enter Qingya House.”

Jun Changxiao threaded his fingers together, resting his chin on his hands. He sneered, “In that case, Qingya House is the place where the Xiao Family hides all of their assassins. Were they the ones who attacked outside of Liyang then?”

Motherfuckers. 

Really playing psychological warfare with me!

If Drizzle Pavilion hadn’t surrendered, he would have been stalked by these fuckers. Perhaps he wouldn’t even know who they were before he died. 

“Hall Master Li, hear my command.”

Shua!

Li Luoqiu retreated two steps, respectfully awaiting his command. 

Jun Changxiao’s eyes were dark and gloomy as he said, “Tomorrow evening, destroy Qingya House. Do not leave any witnesses!”

“Understood.”

“Zuiji will go with you.”

“This…” Li Luoqiu said, “He is still someone of the Xiao Family, making him go is a little improper.”

Jun Changxiao refuted, “You think that the Xiao Family is trying to assassinate this lord?”

Li Luoqiu was silent for a moment before acquiescing, “I understand, the Xiao Family is aiming for Xiao Zuiji. How much resentment do they hold that they won’t even let off a clansman they kicked off the family registry?”

Kacha!

Jun Changxiao clenched his fists, crumbling the teacup in his hand. “Daring to touch my Ironbone Sect’s disciples, let alone Qingya House, this lord dares to even destroy the Xiao Family!”

A threatening chill filled the air as his murderous aura leaked out!

…

Liyang City, nightfall. 

The waiter in Qingya House took a break from bustling about. Just as he was about to close the door, a pair of beautiful jade hands appeared, jamming the door open. A smiling face asked, “Brother, is this Qingya House?”

The guest was a beautiful woman with an attractive figure; any man would be unable to stop himself from looking twice. 

But the waiter was like a saint, unemotionally responding, “Apologies, we’re closed.”

“Not willing to open even if you have business?” the woman chuckled. 

The waiter said, “This humble shop closes at the same time each day. If Miss wants to drink tea, please come again tomorrow.”

The woman did not leave, but blinked up at him with a smile. “Brother, the business I was speaking about was not some tea party, but taking someone’s life.”

Taking someone’s life?

The waiter’s vision flashed with severity. 

Puchi—

There was a flash and his neck was slashed open. 

Li Luoqiu pinched a small knife in her hand, elegantly stepping over the corpse to enter the shop. A dozen subordinates followed her, cleaning up the body as they closed Qingya House’s door. 

A dark and windy night…

A day for killing and torching!

[1] lyrics from a children’s song called <Two Little Bees>

[2] lyric from <Drama Dream (Xi Meng)> by Jimmy Lin

TN: Chapter 162 is a filler chapter the author wrote to thank the readers. I will not be translating it, sorry.