On the Grudge Stage, Life and Death Were No Concern

Jun Changxiao knew nothing about the Spirit Spring Sect, so he smiled and said, "What is it?"

"Of course there's something."

Wei Yinu strode over, disdain glinting in his eyes. "You beat up disciples of my Spirit Spring Sect. How can you just leave unscathed?"

"What?"

"He beat up Spirit Spring Sect disciples?"

"The Iron Bone Sect is in deep trouble!"

"Last year, a disciple from an Eighth-rate sect beat up a Spirit Spring Sect disciple. In the end, the sect leader personally brought the entire sect to apologize at their door."

"What happened afterward?"

"The disciple who struck him had his cultivation crippled and was expelled from the sect. That Eighth-rate sect also paid the Spirit Spring Sect quite a bit of silver."

"So the Iron Bone Sect really has landed in huge trouble!"

The crowd discussed it in low voices, their gazes toward Jun Changxiao carrying a trace of sympathy.

The Long Saber Sect's steward snorted coldly to himself. Provoking the Spirit Spring Sect is the same as provoking the King of Hell. Kid, just wait for your bad luck.

The martial artists of the various sects had paid Jun Changxiao for guidance in martial arts. He and the Tiger Roar Sect disciples had not gone, after all—they had mocked him the fiercest before and had no face to ask for instruction.

Now that an elder of the Spirit Spring Sect had appeared, their twisted minds were instantly stirred up. They hoped to see that fellow brutally humiliated and bullied.

"So you're from the Spirit Spring Sect."

Jun Changxiao pretended to suddenly understand and nodded. "That's right, I beat them. I beat..." He counted on his fingers. "There should have been five of them."

Five?

The martial artists of the various sects twitched at the corners of their mouths.

Last year, a disciple of an Eighth-rate sect had beaten just one person, and their sect leader had taken the entire sect to apologize. You beat five—there was probably not even a chance of reconciliation left!

Wei Yinu said blandly, "Since Sect Leader Jun admits it, Wei will seek justice today for the disciples who were beaten."

Ding!

Side Quest triggered!

Another mission?

Jun Changxiao hurriedly opened the Attribute Panel and saw the Side Quest: Teach the Spirit Spring Sect elder who came looking for trouble a lesson 0/1 [Elite Mission].

"Elite Mission?"

As someone from Earth, Sect Leader Jun had encountered online games before. Those had Elite Missions too, most of which required players to take down a small boss.

Elite Missions usually came with difficulty, but if completed, the rewards were also very generous.

Interesting, interesting! Jun Changxiao closed the Attribute Panel, rubbed his nose, and said, "Your disciples molested the female disciples of my sect. This seat was kind-hearted and merely gave them a small lesson. Yet you fucking dare to come shamelessly asking this seat for justice?"

The martial artists of the various sects were all dumbfounded.

The Iron Bone Sect's leader had even thrown out a "fucking." Was he not afraid of enraging the other party and pushing things beyond repair?

One had deliberately come looking for trouble, while the other wanted to complete a mission.

Reconciliation?

It did not exist at all.

The Long Saber Sect's steward and the Tiger Roar Sect disciples secretly rejoiced.

Daring to spew profanity before the hot-tempered elder of the Spirit Spring Sect—this was the textbook definition of courting death!

Sure enough.

Wei Yinu's face darkened, fury flashing in his eyes. "Kid, you're fucking courting death!"

Crack!

He clenched his fists, and twelve streaks of light appeared around his wrists.

"Tch."

Jun Changxiao said disdainfully, "I thought an elder of the Spirit Spring Sect was some great figure. Turns out you're just trash at Meridian Opening Twelve Stages."

The crowd was speechless.

You're a sect leader yourself, yet your strength is at most Pulse Opening Five Stages. How do you have the nerve to call someone else that?

Upon hearing the word "trash," Wei Yinu's fury surged even higher. He pointed to one side and said, "Little bastard, do you dare come up to the Grudge Stage with me?"

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The crowd hurriedly moved aside, revealing a stone platform some ten meters long and three meters high not far behind them.

This was Qingyang City's Grudge Stage.

Each of the four districts had one. Martial artists could not fight privately within the city; if they had any grievances, they could settle them on the stage.

"Elder Wei is issuing a challenge!"

The crowd cried out.

In this world where martial strength reigned supreme, one martial artist challenging another was an extremely serious matter!

"Will Sect Leader Jun accept?"

"The gap in strength is too great, so he has the right to refuse. Sect Leader Jun may have extensive Martial Dao experience, but his cultivation is very low. He probably won't accept the challenge!"

"That may be true, but he is a sect leader. Since Elder Wei has issued the challenge, judging by their respective positions, he must accept!"

As the crowd discussed it, their eyes remained fixed on Jun Changxiao. No matter how much they speculated, the decision of whether to fight rested with him.

"Sect Leader."

Li Qingyang came closer and whispered, "On the Grudge Stage, life and death are no concern."

"Seriously?"

Jun Changxiao's expression changed slightly.

Li Qingyang looked at Wei Yinu and said, "I'll accept his challenge on behalf of the sect."

Jun Changxiao shook his head. "A challenge issued by an elder—how could this seat let a disciple risk his life to fight in my place?"

As he spoke, he strode toward the Grudge Stage.

"He accepted!"

"Sect Leader Jun actually accepted!"

"With that little cultivation of his, Elder Wei will definitely beat him until he's utterly mangled!"

The martial artists of the various sects chattered away.

Among them, some with ulterior motives deliberately egged things on, such as the Long Saber Sect's steward and the Tiger Roar Sect disciples.

"This is too reckless!" Lu Qianqian frowned.

The Spirit Spring Sect elder had Meridian Opening Twelve Stages cultivation, while Jun Changxiao had only Pulse Opening Five Stages. With such a huge difference, was he not simply seeking death by going up there?

The newly joined disciples also grew worried. Their sect leader was outstanding in Martial Dao knowledge, but his cultivation was somewhat low. How could he face a Spirit Spring Sect elder who was nearly a Martial Apprentice?

When Jun Changxiao strode onto the Grudge Stage, neither the martial artists of the various sects nor his own disciples thought highly of him.

"Hahaha!" Wei Yinu also stepped onto the Grudge Stage and laughed loudly. "Kid, if you'd acted like a turtle hiding in its shell, this elder might have spared you. But since you've come up here, prepare to die."

"Is that so?"

Jun Changxiao was unconcerned.

This kid is actually so calm. I need to let him know this elder's strength!

Wei Yinu rolled up his sleeves, fiercely clenched his fists, and his muscles swelled, veins standing out in ridges.

"Elder Wei specializes in body cultivation. Without any Martial Technique enhancement, one punch from him can shatter a boulder weighing over two thousand jin!"

"My heavens!"

The crowd sucked in a breath of cold air.

For a martial artist at Meridian Opening Twelve Stages, being able to shatter a fifteen-hundred-jin boulder with their own strength was already extremely formidable!

"That's nothing."

A Spirit Spring Sect disciple said proudly, "Back in the day, our Elder Wei once killed a Fierce Beast comparable to a Martial Apprentice with his bare hands in the wilderness!"

"What?!"

The crowd was utterly shocked.

A Martial Apprentice-level Fierce Beast, killed barehanded by someone with Pulse Opening strength—this was simply terrifying!

Although that Fierce Beast had been injured when he killed it, seeing the shock appear on the faces of the martial artists from the various sects filled Wei Yinu with smug satisfaction.

But when he looked toward Jun Changxiao, he discovered that Jun Changxiao had raised his pinky and was—picking his nose!

The crowd froze.

The Grudge Stage was sacred and solemn, yet that fellow was doing something so uncouth in full view of everyone!

What was even more outrageous was that he picked out a huge lump and flicked it onto the Spirit Spring Sect elder's shoe.

"Ahhh!"

Wei Yinu seemed to have suffered the greatest humiliation imaginable. He roared in fury and charged over, his right fist, filled with gathered power, violently swinging out.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

His enraged strike fused with the power of Meridian Opening Twelve Stages, instantly producing visible waves of air!

Jun Changxiao stood with his hands behind his back, his face calm.

"Sect Leader..."

Li Qingyang's expression was grave.

Even Lu Qianqian, who was usually as cold as ice, showed a rare trace of worry on her face.

"It's over!"

"If that guy gets hit, he'll be dead or severely injured!"

Boom!

A dull blast rang out, whipping up gusts of wind that sent everyone's hair, sleeves, and hems flying wildly.