He Really Could Brag!

Hearing his son mention the Iron Bone Unyielding Sect, Patriarch Li felt as though he had been struck by lightning. He stood rooted to the spot, dumb as a wooden chicken.

Half a year ago,

Li Qingyang had tested as possessing a High-grade Spirit Root, sending him into wild delight.

The Li family had also erupted in excitement, regarding him as the pride of their household. They could even envision the lineage becoming even more glorious under this younger generation member's leadership.

After the test, Patriarch Li had provided his son with the finest resources and mapped out his future, deciding that once the Hundred Sects Recruitment began, he would choose a sect with both deep foundations and prestige.

Yet today, while he had been bathing and changing clothes, Li Qingyang had secretly slipped away. They had turned the entire residence upside down but could not find him.

"Brat."

"Did he go meet that little wench in secret again?!"

Unable to find Li Qingyang, Patriarch Li had paced back and forth through the hall in fury.

Just then, a servant hurried in to report, "Family Head, the young master went to the recruitment venue ahead of us. The fifth-rate Cangshan Sect took a liking to him and wants to accept him as a disciple!"

"What!"

Patriarch Li was overjoyed.

The Cangshan Sect was one of Qingyang County's foremost powers, its status no weaker than that of the Qingyang City Lord. For my son to be recruited by such a sect—not only would it bring glory to our ancestors, he would also have boundless prospects!

"But..."

The servant hesitated, then said weakly, "The young master refused the Cangshan Sect Elder's offer."

"What?!"

Patriarch Li nearly collapsed to the floor.

The same two words, yet spoken in a wholly different tone; one could clearly hear his mood plummet from heaven straight into hell.

"Was that bastard boy kicked in the head by a donkey? Why else would he refuse the Cangshan Sect's recruitment?!"

"No, no!"

"This concerns his entire life, and the Li family's future. He cannot be allowed to act on a whim!"

Thus, Patriarch Li had hurried to the recruitment venue with his people.

He happened to encounter the Cangshan Sect Elder, who was preparing to pack up and leave, and accepted the earlier invitation on Li Qingyang's behalf.

Then, after learning from the elder that his son had already joined a sect, Patriarch Li had instinctively wondered whether there could be a sect even better than the Cangshan Sect.

And the result?

That boy had joined the Iron Bone Unyielding Sect!

The Li family had some standing in Qingyang City and could be considered comparable to an Eighth-rate Sect. For his son to join a Ninth-rate Sect was something Patriarch Li could never accept!

After a brief daze, he said in a low voice, "Qingyang, don't joke with your father."

"Father."

Li Qingyang said, "I'm not joking. I am now a disciple of the Iron Bone Unyielding Sect."

Those words dealt a double blow, making Patriarch Li's body tremble as he involuntarily staggered back two steps.

"Family Head!"

The servants hurried forward to support him.

Patriarch Li steadied himself, pointed at Li Qingyang, and said in a trembling voice, "You have thrown away every shred of the Li family's face today!"

If his son had joined a Sixth-rate Sect, he could have accepted it. But joining the Iron Bone Sect was utterly unacceptable—after all, it was merely Ninth-rate!

What was more,

such a trash sect not only had no future, it would also turn the Li family into a laughingstock!

The martial artists from the various sects watching the spectacle laughed.

The number one genius of Qingyang City had something wrong with his head, but his father was still normal enough to know that joining the Iron Bone Sect would make him lose face.

"Young Master!"

A Li family servant hurriedly said, "Stop making the Family Head angry. Quickly withdraw from that trash sect!"

Crack.

Jun Changxiao lightly clenched his fists.

Even a family servant considered his sect trash. That was truly irritating!

"Father."

Li Qingyang said earnestly, "A man must keep his word. Since I have joined the Iron Bone Unyielding Sect, I will not leave it."

"You..."

Patriarch Li's teeth trembled with rage as he said, "Ungrateful son!"

The Cangshan Sect Elder truly could not bear to watch any longer and spoke up. "Young Master Li, among all virtues, filial piety comes first. Defying your father like this is the height of unfilial conduct."

A conflicted, guilty expression surfaced on Li Qingyang's face.

"It's over."

Jun Changxiao thought to himself, The duck I caught is about to fly away.

After a moment, Li Qingyang's gaze hardened. "Father, ever since I was young, I have walked the road you laid out for me. Now that I am grown, I should have my own choice."

Patriarch Li pointed at the Iron Bone Unyielding Sect's banner and said, "Joining a Ninth-rate Sect is your choice?!"

"Yes."

Li Qingyang answered earnestly.

Patriarch Li was nearly angered into vomiting blood. His pointing finger shook as he roared, "If you do not leave the Iron Bone Sect, then you will no longer have me as your father!"

"Young Master Li, the Iron Bone Sect has no future. You should leave it quickly."

"With so many outstanding sects here, any one of them would be stronger than the Iron Bone Sect. Don't be so stubborn."

"Patriarch Li is not young anymore. If he gets so angry that something happens to him, then as his son, you will regret it for the rest of your life."

"Young Master Li, please think thrice before acting."

The martial artists from the various sects, delighted to fan the flames, all began shouting.

They were not doing it for Patriarch Li's sake. They simply did not want a trash sect to possess a genius with a High-grade Spirit Root.

"A bunch of idiots."

Jun Changxiao cursed inwardly.

"Patriarch Li."

He cupped his hands and said, "Your son's life should be chosen by himself. As his father, you should support him rather than forcibly obstruct him."

"Besides."

After a pause, he said, "My Iron Bone Unyielding Sect is not as worthless as you imagine. If Young Master Li joins my sect, his future achievements will certainly be nothing but higher."

"Nothing but higher?"

Patriarch Li forcibly suppressed his rage and said coldly, "Does your Iron Bone Sect really think it is something special?"

Jun Changxiao shook his head. "My Iron Bone Unyielding Sect is not a scallion. It is a piece of fine jade awaiting carving."

"Pah!"

"A trash sect comparing itself to fine jade—how shameless!"

"If I had a tongue as slick as his, why would I ever worry about failing to trick disciples into joining?"

The martial artists of the various sects scoffed in disdain.

Patriarch Li, meanwhile, said in uncontrollable fury, "My son must have been deceived into joining the Iron Bone Sect by your honeyed words!"

Jun Changxiao said with a solemn expression, "As the Sect Leader of the Iron Bone Unyielding Sect, I have always recruited disciples openly and properly. I have never stooped to deceiving anyone."

Patriarch Li said coldly, "Your Cultivation is not even equal to one of my household retainers. What gives you the face to call yourself a sect leader?"

Jun Changxiao said, "Patriarch Li, although my Cultivation is not high, I can guide Young Master Li and make him a strong expert. That is enough."

"Damn!"

"He really could brag!"

"Young Master Li is extraordinarily gifted, and he still wants to guide him?"

"In my opinion, Young Master Li could completely become the Iron Bone Sect's leader and teach him how to raise his realm instead!"

Everyone's contempt for Jun Changxiao grew stronger and stronger. Still, they had to admire him—such a thick skin, and he could boast so shamelessly. That counted as a talent.

Patriarch Li's anger continued mounting. He dearly wished to point at Jun Changxiao and curse him out, but as someone of standing in Qingyang City, he forcibly suppressed the urge.

"Sect Leader Jun."

Just then, the Cangshan Sect Elder said, "To make a disciple strong, one must first possess an extraordinary understanding of the Martial Dao. Since you are so confident, you must surely have abundant Martial Arts Experience?"

This old man was trying to set a trap for me.

Jun Changxiao could tell that if he said he had Martial Arts Experience, the elder would certainly make things difficult for him on purpose. If he said he had none, Patriarch Li would definitely force his son to leave the sect.

Ah, what a dilemma.

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